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Fable – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

She thought the adventurous stories her grandmother used to tell about her youth had been nothing but one fable after another, but while going through her things after she passed, Julia found a hidden journal and photos squirreled away in a hidden compartment of a desk that proved they had been true after all.

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

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2020/10/13/tuesdayuseitinasentence-fable/


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The Medium – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

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Jack and Jen stood in the living room of their new home and heaved a sigh. It had taken a few weeks but they had finally finished unpacking everything. Jen took a look around the room, making sure everything was where it should be – photos on the walls, books on the bookcase, knickknacks on the shelves and in the curio cabinet, Fluffy’s dog bed in the corner, … With a nod of approval, she collapsed on the couch. Jack joined her a moment later.

“Finally,” Jack said. “I though we’d never finish.”

“I know. But we did. And now, this place can finally start to feel like home.”

“Yeah.”

It was getting late, so the couple decided to retire for the night. As they left the living the room and were heading to bed, a small figurine in the curio cabinet turned slightly toward them.

In the middle of the night, Jen woke up, thinking she’d heard footsteps outside the bedroom door. Heart pounding, afraid someone had broken in, she roughly shook Jack’s arm to wake him, then told him what she’d heard. He shook his head, sure she’d just dreamed it, and was about to tell her that when Fluffy jumped down from the bed and ran to the door. Then he heard the footsteps outside the door, too, clear as day. 

Jack hurried to the door and yanked it open. Fluffy ran out into the hall and towards the living room while Jack peered up and down the hall for who was walking around. To his surprise, no one was there. Confused, he checked each room along the hall, but found no one. He then made his way towards the front of the house to check there. When he got to the living room, he found Fluffy sitting in front of the curio cabinet, staring intently at it. Some of the figurines had be turned around inside it. One of the photos was hanging cockeyed on the wall, as well.

Stunned, Jack called out for Jen to come see it. When she arrived, she gasped in shock. “What’s going on, Jack?” she asked fearfully.

“I don’t know, Jen. I know what it looks like, but it can’t be. Can it?”

“Surely not,” she replied, but finding it hard to discount her eyes.

The couple returned to bed but found it hard to sleep. The next few days found more strange happenings. More things moved around. The sound of footsteps continued, along with the occasional whispered voice. Even an odd shadowy figure began to be seen.

When Jen awoke one night to see the indistinct figure of a older woman standing beside her, she screamed. The figure vanished as Jack awoke with a start and Fluffy sat up at the foot of the bed, instantly alert.

Jen tearfully recounted what she’d seen, and Jack decided they had no other choice but to do something about the problem.

The next day, Jack did some online research and made a few phone calls. The following day, a middle-aged woman arrived at the house. Jack let her in and introduced her to Jen as Linda, a local psychic medium he’d asked to come take a look at the house and possibly tell them what was going on. Jen started to tell her what they’d experienced but Linda held up a hand and walked purposefully to the living room. Jack and Jen followed.

“This room is where the majority of the experiences have been, correct?” Linda asked as she placed a hand on the curio cabinet.

Jen nodded but explained that things had happened throughout the house. She and Jack then led her around the house to let her get a feel for the whole place. Then they returned to the living room.

Linda took a seat on the couch, closed her eyes, let her breathing slow and her senses reach out around her. She began softly asking questions of whatever might be there.

After a few minutes, she opened her eyes and looked at Jack and Jen. She gave them a small smile. “You have nothing to fear,” she told them. “I have sensed no evil here, only the presence of one spirit. She tells me her name is Martha, and she used to live in this house. She didn’t mean to scare you. She was only trying to let you know she was here. She asked me to tell you that she’s happy to have you living here with her, as she’s been lonely and she likes you, and she hopes you will stay.”

Jack and Jen released breaths they didn’t realize they’d been holding. Relieved to know there was nothing bad in the house, they agreed to try living with Martha as long as she kept activity to a minimum, believing they could handle a little minor spiritual activity once in a while.

As the medium took her leave, Jack and Jen thanked her for her help, and Linda told them to call her if they ever needed her help again. Jack didn’t think they would, but he said they would if they did. Linda gave them a smile that seemed genuine but for some reason also made Jack feel a little uneasy, then drove off.

As Jack watched Linda drive off, he shrugged, thinking he’d imagined things, and he and Jen headed back inside the house.

Things in the house were peaceful for Jack and Jen from then on, with only a little ghostly activity from Martha now and again.

At least, for a while…


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

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 10/2020


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Capture – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

He sat at the library table and watched her from across the room as he always did, wanting so much to go talk to her but afraid to; she’d captured his heart from the moment he saw her weeks ago but he had no idea what to do to capture her heart in return.

 

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

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2020/09/24/tuesdayuseitinasentence-capture/


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The E-Collar – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

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Lucy set the cat carrier down and shut the front door. Then she took the carrier into the living room and set it on the couch. A little black cat mewed from inside the carrier as she rummaged in her large purse.

A tortoiseshell cat wandered into the living room and over to the couch. She looked up at the carrier and asked the black cat, “How did it go at the vet, Salem?”

“It wasn’t too bad, Patches,” Salem replied. “I don’t remember some of it, for some reason, but Mom says my big boy surgery went well. So I guess now I’m a big boy.” He purred a little at the thought.

Patches seemed to smirk as she said, “Oh, yeah, you’re a big boy now, Salem. Do you even know what happened during that surgery?”

Salem stopped purring abruptly, not liking Patches’ tone. “No. What?”

“Don’t you feel pain in a certain location?”

“Yes, a little. They gave me some drugs, I think, to dull the pain.”

“Think, Salem. What’s in the area where you’re feeling the pain?”

Salem focused his attention on the location where the pain was. After a couple of moments, he realized what Patches was referring to and understood finally what had happened at the vet.

Salem began yowling from the carrier, upset at what he’d been put through, and Patches watched in amusement.

Lucy then found what she was looking for in her purse and pulled it out. It was a clear, plastic E-collar that the vet had given her to put on Salem to keep him from messing up the stitches from his surgery. Patches saw it and her amusement grew.

Lucy opened the carrier and took out Salem, who squirmed in her hand and yowled more. She put him in her lap as he continued to struggle, and with minor difficulty managed to fit the E-collar around the black cat’s neck. Then she set him on the couch and took the carrier away.

Salem sat on the couch, miffed at his situation and biting at the collar as he tried to figure out a way to get it off. Patches laughed at him.

“What’s so funny?” Salem asked grumpily.

“You look like a satellite dish, Salem. Or a lamp.”

“Ha ha. Very funny, Patches. How about you do something a little more comforting, huh? I mean, I did just have you-know-what done.”

Patches jumped up on the couch, went over to Salem, and leaned against him. “I love you, lamp,” she quipped.

Salem rolled his eyes. “Shut up, Patches,” he replied.

Photo is from my Pinterest

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


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It’s A Library – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

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He stepped into the living room and stared in surprise. The walls were covered with bookcases filled with to overflowing with books. Books that wouldn’t fit on the bookcases had been stacked on the floor. He shook his head in amazement, then noticed that even the coffee table and end tables were covered with books, as well.

“Uh, Suzie?” he called.

“Yes, Robert?” she called from the kitchen.

“Don’t you think you have too many books?”

“Nonsense! There’s no such thing as too many books!”

“Are you sure? I’m getting a bit of a Hoarders vibe from all these books in here.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Robert. You know it’s not hoarding when it comes to books. I’ve just created my own library. Now be a dear and bring me the cookbook for Italian dinners, would you? The third bookcase on the left, fifth shelf.”

Robert’s eyebrows rose briefly, then he shook his head slightly and made his way over to the bookcase for the cookbook. She was quirky, but he couldn’t help wanting to find out more about her.

 

From my Pinterest

Sheska’s home, from Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. Image found on Google Search. My apartment could easily look like this if I’m not careful 🙂

 

This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “more than a hundred” – write your post inspired by something you have more than a hundred of in your home right now (in my case, I chose books, which I do have more than a hundred of, I’m sure):

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 29/2020

 

 

 

 


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Zip – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence

He opened his mouth, about to disagree with her idea, but the look in her eye told him she knew what he thinking and that he had better not say it, so he decided to play it safe and zip his lips instead. Her wrath would be far worse than her ill-thought idea, after all.

 

 

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

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2020/08/25/tuesdayuseitinasentence-zip-2/

 


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You’re In My Spot – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

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Blackie walked into the living room and over to the recliner. The black cat spotted the tortoiseshell cat, Snickers, curled up in the chair. Blackie let out a low growl.

“That’s my spot,” Blackie said. “You’re in my spot.”

Snickers opened his eyes and yawned. “I don’t see your name on the chair, ‘Sheldon’,” he quipped snidely as he stretched and changed positions.

“I was sleeping there, Snickers. I just got up to go use the litter box. Now get out of my spot.”

“I don’t think so. This is my spot now. Go sleep somewhere else.”

Blackie hissed and prepared to jump up into the chair to fight Snickers. Then he spotted the tortoiseshell cat’s favorite catnip mouse beside the chair and had a better idea.

Blackie carried the catnip mouse over into the middle of the room and began playing with it. Snickers noticed and stood up in the recliner.

“Hey!” Snickers whined, “that’s my toy! You can’t play with that!”

“Really?” Blackie replied while he held the mouse with his front paws and kicked it with his back paws. “I didn’t see your name on it.”

“Let go of it right now!” Snickers yowled, his back arching and fur bristling.

“Or what?”

Snickers jumped from the recliner and ran towards Blackie. Blackie quickly dropped the catnip mouse and got out of the way. Snickers picked up the catnip mouse and started playing with it, murmuring “Mine, mine” as he held it in his mouth.

Blackie retreated to the recliner, reclaiming his spot and curling up to sleep.

 

 

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Sheldon Cooper from The Big Bang Theory (image found during Google search)

 

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

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 8/2020


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Vicious – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

She went into the animal shelter and asked to see the animals who had been there longest. A staff member led her to the back and showed her a few cats and dogs. The last dog was curled up in the back of its pen, and it growled and bared its teeth a little at them. The staff member explained that the dog did that to all the people who stopped in front of its cage, and it scared them from wanting to adopt it because they thought it was a vicious dog.

She looked at the dog and knew they were wrong. She could tell from its body language and the look in its eyes that it was scared, not vicious. She knelt and talked to the dog in a soft, friendly voice and exuded calm, peaceful energy. Slowly, the dog stopped growling. Its tail began to wag slightly.

She kept talking and putting out good energy. After a few minutes, the dog stood up, its tail wagging. Then it walked over and sat down in front of her. It sniffed her hand and gave it a gentle lick. She carefully reached out and petted the dog’s head while the shelter staffer watched in amazement. “See, you’re not a vicious dog at all, are you?” she said, then faced the staffer and told him, “I’ll take him.”

 

 

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

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2020/07/14/tuesdayuseitinasentence-vicious/

 


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Union – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinssentence

The news that her father was planning to marry her off to the prince of the neighboring country without her consent angered her. She stormed to the king and told him she was against the union. After some discussion, she conditionally agreed to it, if she could meet  with the prince first. The king agreed. A few days later, the two met and sparks flew. She was also surprised to find that the prince had been against the union, as well, without  meeting her first.

 

 

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

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2020/07/07/tuesdayuseitinasentence-union/


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Sentence – Tuesday Use It In A Sentence #tuesdayuseitinasentence

She was standing so close to him, he grew nervous. He lost his train of thought, what he was saying to her turning into a rambling, nonsensical sentence, and he started to die from embarrassment. So when she suddenly kissed him, cutting him off mid-sentence, he was pleasantly surprised.

 

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

https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2020/06/23/tuesdayuseitinasentence-sentence/