#100WW - July 16, 2025
photo prompt
100 word story
Write something that moves us in exactly 100 words, inspired by the photo above!
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- Precisely 100 words (title excluded)
- Give it a Title
- Submit Story in Comment Box
- Include your X (Twitter) handle
- One entry (per person) per week
when
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where
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why
Foster connections and healthy habits of creativity.
100 Word Wednesday
Write something that moves us, and tell an entire story with only 100 words. Most importantly, share a story that begs to be read and reread!
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2 thoughts on “#100WW – July 16, 2025”
The Looney Daddy!
My baby had to fulfil my dream of being the first swimmer from my tiny country to win an Olympic medal. I’d lost the podium finish by a whisker!
When I took him to the river, he was scared like hell!
Livid, I thought of the life jacket then. My dream had to be fulfilled, after all, at any cost.
My instructions to him were clear before dropping him in with the ring around him.
He made a sight – splashing, gurgling, shrieking! I looked away.
Half hour later, when I pulled at the lifesaver, it came back without him!
Second Chance
There’s a sea of possibilities out there. That’s what my mother told me. Not that she was wrong. I just got pregnant too early so my sea turned into puddle and even though I could stand up and the water only lapped at my ankles I still found myself gasping for air. I spent years that way, in desperate need of a life buoy and only ever getting the rope stuck around my neck. But then I started doing something no one expected me to do. I began to say no, and that’s when I learned how to save myself.
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