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Five Sentence Fiction — Joy

Tuesday is when I tackle some Five Sentence Fiction. Feel free to take Lillie McFerrin’s challenge to write a five sentence story based on a single word prompt. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just used for direction. This week’s word is Joy.

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Here is my offering:

Allison’s eyes blinked drowsily open. There was something different about the sound and light; it was quieter, brighter. From the warmth of her bed, she heard a car move slowly passed the house, the tires made that unmistakable, muffled, squeaky crunch that could mean only one thing. A smile blossomed across her face while her feet did a giddy little dance beneath the covers before she slid from the cozy comfort of her berth and, using a bit of hot breath and her small hand, cleared a porthole in the frost that had gathered on her window overnight. She let loose a squeal of  joy over the discovery of a snowfall that had crept in unannounced overnight, blanketing the landscape with a glittering and pure beauty, despite the pain her 92-year-old joints would have to endure.

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11 comments on “Five Sentence Fiction — Joy

  1. Aw, sweet. You expressed her joy over the snow so well. It made me smile to read. 🙂

  2. Oh, I loved that! I get that feeling every time it snows over here! I also loved her age thrown in at the end…and you’re right joy is ageless!

  3. The doctors said it was impossible, but Grace refused to believe it. She had just been told she was not able to have kids, no matter how many operations she had, but Grace had a strong connection with God, so she paryed and prayed to him every night. Then one night, on Christmas Eve, Grace said to her husband, I think we should try to have kids again. After some questioning, her husband agreed. Then on Christmas Day, she took her last pregnancy test, and it was if God had finally heard her, because in 9 months, Grace would have her bundle of joy.

    • You are very worldly for a thirteen-year-old. Another well thought out little story. I am glad that you enjoy writing because I enjoy reading. God works in mysterious ways. I love that you chose Grace to be the woman’s name as in: “There but for the grace of God go I.”

      And maybe if the baby is a girl, she’ll name it Joy!

  4. What a delightful ending! Being raised in the midwest, I grew up with equal excitment for that first magical snowfall of the year. To this day now closing in on 60, the rare snowfalls we experience here in West Texas thrill me just as much. Beautiful story, so very well written!

  5. well done, as always. I thought a child and was delighted to find it was a senior citizen. small typo–past or passed? think it shouldn’t be the verb.

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