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Bitter – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

Sniffling, Maryellen poured herself a drink at the small bar in her apartment, then took a sip of it. She flinched at the bitter taste of it, but nodded with satisfaction and took it over to the couch, where she quickly finished off the drink before throwing herself into the pillows and crying her eyes out with bitter sorrow over the fiasco of running into her boyfriend, Jimmy, apparently with another woman, and the argument that followed. Her cell phone chimed, and she looked at it to find a text message from Jimmy, apologizing for the misunderstanding and hoping she wasn’t too bitter about it. There was also an attached image, which she opened to see was a picture of him holding out a ring box. She barely had time to register what she was seeing when there was a knock at her door.

 

This post is part of the Tuesday Use It In A Sentence prompt, “bitter”:

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2017/07/18/tuesdayuseitinasentence-bitter/


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Rail – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

Sloshing his glass of whiskey around, Rupert railed against what he considered all the injustices in society, then got up and staggered out onto the balcony, where he leaned far over the rail to yell at some noisy kids on the street two stories below; he would have fallen if his friend Dennis hadn’t followed after him in concern and managed to catch him.

This post is part of the Tuesday Use It In A Sentence prompt, “rail”:

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2017/07/11/tuesdayuseitinasentence-rail/

 

 


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Ick – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

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Nick and Rick approached the skate ramp with their skateboards tucked up under their arms.

“You sure about this, Nick?” Rick asked.

“Of course, dude. I’ve been practicing for weeks. Just watch me. I’ll nail that move this time.”

Rick watched as Nick mounted his skateboard and started doing some tricks on the ramp. He started with some simple flips, including some kickflips and kickback flips, then started to ride his board up and down the sides of the ramp, building up speed for some aerial tricks.

Rick watched, impressed, as Nick pulled off a couple of air tricks. Nick noticed and managed to flash him a grin and thumbs-up on his way by, as if to say “See, what’d I tell you?”

But just as he was coming down the side of the ramp after his next trick, he somehow landed wrong and went tumbling down the side of the ramp, his skateboard slowly rolling to a stop near him.

Rick ran to his side. He didn’t think the fall had looked that bad, and they were both wearing some padding. “Aw, did ickle Nicky take a fall?” Rick said jokingly as he knelt beside his friend.

“Shut up, dude, and help me up, will you?” Nick said from where he lay facedown at the bottom of the ramp.

Rick turned Nick over and was about to grab his arm to help him up when he noticed his leg. “Aw, dude! Your leg! Ick! I think I’m gonna be sick!”

“What are you talking about, dude?” Nick asked, then looked at his leg. His shin bone had broken clean through the skin. “Aw, dude! I think I’m gonna be sick, too.” The pain of the break finally registered and he grimaced. “Ugh! Hurry and go call an ambulance, man!”


This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “ick”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 8/17

 

 

 

 


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Rehabilitate – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

After being physically abused at the hands of some cruel people, Scruffy the poodle mix went through surgery and was put up for adoption as he healed, and a loving family quickly took him home with them, where he could live and rehabilitate while their own young son worked to rehabilitate himself after a bad accident.

 

 

This post is part of the Tuesday Use It In A Sentence prompt, “rehabilitate”:

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2017/07/04/tuesdayuseitinasentence-rehabilitate/


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Fireworks – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

 

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Ellie and Jacen stood on the beach, watching the fireworks light up the night sky in celebration of the 4th of July. The bright colors bursting overhead and raining down were magical and breathtaking.  All around them, barely heard over the loud explosions of the fireworks going off, were the “Ooooh”s and “Ahhh”s of the large crowd of spectators.

As the grand finale of the fireworks show began, Jacen tapped Ellie on the shoulder. When she turned to look at him, he dropped to one knee on the sand, reached into a pocket, and pulled out a small velvet box, which he opened to her startled gasp. The sound of the fireworks almost drowned out his voice when he asked,

 

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“Will you marry me?” Ellie said.

On the other side of the coffee shop table, her friends Emma and Jennie gasped.

“He did?” Emma asked

“He really asked you?” Jennie added.

Ellie nodded. “I could barely hear him over the fireworks. But he did. He asked me!”

“What did you say?” Emma said, the cup of coffee in her hand totally forgotten.

“I said yes, of course!”

Jennie set her cup of coffee down and asked, “Can we see the ring?”

Ellie held out her hand and Emma and Jennie leaned over to get a good look at the diamond ring.

“Ooooh!” said Emma with slight jealousy.

“Aahh!” Jennie said appreciatively.

After a minute, the two girls settled back in the seats.

“I bet the two of you celebrated with your own fireworks after you got home,” Emma said with a wink.

Jennie elbowed Emma in the ribs as Ellie blushed slightly, then the three girls laughed and resumed their usual chitchat.

 

 

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This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “oooh, ahhh”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 1/17


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Glamour – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

While hiking with his girlfriend, Maeve, and a couple of their friends, Patrick heard an odd sound from deep in the woods and, despite their warnings, he decided to venture in and investigate. When he finally returned after a considerable amount of time – much longer than it should have taken – Maeve and the others noticed he seems confused and was acting a little odd. Maeve was very concerned when he didn’t seem to recognize her . She finally concluded he had been put under a faerie’s glamour, and she angrily considered going into the woods to confront the faerie herself. She decided against it and took the less glamorous route and just gave him a hard slap to snap him out of it.

 

This post is part of the Tuesday Use It In A Sentence prompt, “glamour”:

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2017/06/27/tuesdayuseitinasentence-glamour/


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Who’ll Stop The Reign? – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

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A light rain fell as the cloaked figure stood at the edge of the cliff and looked down at the sprawling city below him. He could just make out the faint sound of cheering and barely make out movement along the streets as if a parade was marching along.

“There’s not much time left,” the figure muttered, then turned away from the sight of the city and hurried to the white horse grazing a few feet away and climbed up into the saddle. With a deft twitch of the reins the figure sent the horse galloping away from the cliff and down towards the city.

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Within the city, the residents had gathered along the streets to watch the parade go by as the various officials and attendants and military figures led the way to the center of the city and the high priest’s temple, where Prince Alexi was going to be crowned following the sudden and mysterious death a fortnight ago of his father, King Ludwig. Despite various rumors about the prince, the citizens, for the most part, were prepared to welcome Alexi as their new ruler.

There were some who were not so thrilled at the prospect of Alexi’s reign, however. Hidden down some dark alleyways and high up in some attic windows and on rooftops, a ragtag group of dissidents watched the parade and waited.

As the parade drew closer to the temple, the dissidents grew restless.

“Where is he?” one asked of his companion as they waited on a rooftop near the temple. “He’s coming, isn’t he? There’s not much time left.”

The parade, at last, reached the temple, and the prince and his attendants for the ceremony made their way through the dense crowd of spectators and climbed up the steps of the temple. The gilt doors swung open to allow admittance.

As they were about the enter the holy building for the coronation, the sound of heavy hooves beating on the cobblestone street was heard, followed by the sounds of startled spectators hurrying out of the way.

A loud and angry cry of  “ALEXI!” drew the attention of the prince and his group. They turned and watched in surprise as a cloaked figure rode a white horse up the steps of the temple. When it reached the top, the figure reined the horse to a stop and jumped to the ground. In a flash, it reached beneath its cloak and drew forth a long sword.

“I will not allow you to become king, Alexi,” the figure said, pointing the sword towards the prince. “I will put an end to your reign of terror here and now, before it can begin.”

“Oh, is that so?” Alexi said with a sneer and drawing his own sword from the sheath at his waist. “And who are you to think you can stop me taking the crown and ruling?”

The mysterious figure reached up and pulled off his cloak, and a collective gasp of surprise echoed up from the crowd, as well as from those on the temple steps.

“Prince Henri!” cried out many from the crowd. Alexi

Alexi recovered after a second. “Henri,” he said with a frown. “So, you managed to survive your accident after all.”

“You know very well it was no accident, little brother. And now I’ve come to take my rightful place on the throne.”

With a scowl, Alexi raised his sword. Henri readied his. Giving a savage cry, the two princes charged at each other as the light rain over the city began to fall heavier.


 

This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “rain/rein/reign”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 24/17