MY POST FOR THE DAY

I will probably do just one post today, my six sentence story installment 

We all know I have to write at least something, well, I know I do.

So, here you go, be sure to check out the link to read my latest installment.

Hopefully, everyone is well today. If not, please let me know your concerns so I can pray for you.

With that, I hope you enjoy this installment of FOR YOUR EYES ONLY.  I am having fun writing it to see what happens next.

All my love,

Heidi-writestuff4u2c.com

FOR YOUR EYES ONLY, SIX-SENTENCE STORY PROMPTS #3

 

"Wait a minute," the goddess said. "Stop running away from me."

All of us watched in amazement as we froze in silence and stillness.

 Her flowing gown seemed to glow in the pitch darkness that once again enveloped the room. 

It was immensely freezing, which stiffened our bodies along with our fear.

What would she do to us if we didn't do as she said?

You could hear a pen drop in that room from the silence of what happened next. 

I noticed the trim of her flowing gown had an accent of gold, or was it silver?

Either way, her gown impressed me so much that I began to admire her beauty...starting with her hair which seemed iridescent in the glow of her extreme composure, or maybe awe was the word to describe what I felt in her presence, yes awe was a part of her beauty and mystery, I think.

What started out as fear of the goddess of Nair became almost like a spell that she was binding on us, pulling our energy into her dominance.

We were hypnotized by her eyes; she was trapping us like a snake was being guided by music, she would mesmerize us, gain our trust, to be sure the owner knew about us in here while he popped popcorn in the lobby.

I tried to scream, so someone outside the room could hear me, with no sound coming forth through my mouth, nor was I able to move, I'd be stuck here in this room with these people, forever so it seemed.

Unless I were strong enough, if I could acquire any strength over the goddesses' power over me, if I could turn my eyes away from her, then I could break her hold over me, but how?

WRITTEN FOR: girlie on the edge-six-sentence story

A QUOTE PULLED FROM GIRLIE ON THE EDGE POST: 

“Writing means sharing. It’s part of the human condition to want to share things – thoughts, ideas, opinions.” – Paulo Coelho

 

For your eyes only- SIX SENTENCE STORY #2

 PROMPT WORD:  PITCH -jump in the fun with me here→ https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2025/06/15/sundays-six-sentence-story-word-prompt-371/

“There is no way that writers can be tamed and rendered civilized or even cured. The only solution known to science is to provide the patient with an isolation room, where he can endure the acute stages in private and where food can be poked into him with a stick.”

– Robert Heinlein

Good Grief, I told those in the room, the popcorn is not the reason we are losing our hair.

I turned my attention to the high-pitched scream coming from the object hanging from the ceiling.

SIX-SENTENCE STORY PROMPTS/ FOR YOUR EYES ONLY #1

 

(THE FIRST INSTALLMENT) 6-5-25

THE WORD FOR TODAY IS FUSE

FOR YOUR EYES ONLY, SAID THE SIGN.

 THE MOVIE BILLBOARD HAD A USUALLY PLACED SIGN SITTING ON TOP OF THE METAL FRAME THAT HOUSED THE POSTER.

EVERYONE WAS STUNNED TO REALIZE THE SIGN WAS MEANT FOR EVERY MOVIE GOER BRAVE ENOUGH TO VIEW THIS PARTICULAR SHOW.

THE SCREENING ROOM WAS WELL LIT AFTER THE VIEWING OF THE MOVIE.

 NEVERTHELESS, THE POPPING OF A FUSE WAS HEARD, THEN THEUNUSUAL VOICES, SCREAMING HELP!

  THE ATMOSPHERE WAS BONE COLD INSIDE THE SCREEN ROOM AS EVERYONE FROZE IN THE PLACE THEY STOOD WHEN THEY SAW WHAT WAS HANGING FROM THE CEILING…
*STAY TUNED FOR NEXT THURSDAY’S SIX-SENTENCE STORY.

*STAY TUNED FOR NEXT THURSDAY’S SIX-SENTENCE STORY.

“Good story ideas seem to come quite literally from nowhere, sailing at you right out of the empty sky: two previously unrelated ideas come together and make something new under the sun. Your job isn’t to find these ideas but to recognize them when they show up.”
– Stephen King