Christine LW

“Maria” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #249

Maria, Maria, why, now is not the time, to get cold fingers. Tugging at your heart strings to stay away, so easy to pull up those bed covers up. To miss your audition with Miss Duponte. Imagine the apploud in the auditoriums around the world."My dear this is your opportunty to shine. It may not come again. You have poise stamina and inner strength.You have told yourself this for eighteen lean years. When your mother took in extra sewing, being a single parent. To pay for those dance lessons and special leather ballet pumps. It never came che...

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“Desperate Measures” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #248

Oscar was Oscar, no one could change him? once he decided on a method of doing something. Stuborn as a mule? Over the years others had come to accept him for who he had become.The word came to mind methodical as a boy his books lined up in a straight line on a shelf above his bed. His treasured telescope upon his neat writing desk. Where he studied insects how they bred and multipled. Watching every movement through the telescope. Was this the sign of a murder or eccentric youth.So many hours in his room, not like other boys. No pranks or mi...

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“Dream On” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #246

                                                         DREAM ON.      Amanda Oates the daydreamer would go into her world of make believe. Her teachers would notice Amanda staring through the classroom window. Mr Jones the ma...

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“PHOTOGRAPH” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #244

           PHOTOGRAPH           As we get older can remise about our childhood memories from old photos and images of those early days so care free to stay in our mind for ever. A time of innocence brought to life, alive and full of hope to relive and tell to future generations. You could say a photograph of life.                    &n...

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“Ernest And Nesta” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #241

                     ERNEST AND NESTA.        Ernest and Nesta King were your ideal young couple they had vowed to love and cherish each other for the rest of their days. Ernest was a worried man during their ten years of living together as husband and wife, he had kept the truth from Nesta. His dear sweet angel, did not know that he was at fault and that was why she could not conceive.  &...

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“Breezy Thoughts” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #240

This story relates to trauma and well being. The love of life and acceptance regarding change and moving forward to revolve again with the support and kindness from others. Brenda watched the wind blow against the window pane, of her small apartment over looking the sandy beach and rocks. Trying to remain positive thinking happy thoughts. Picnics on the beach, the odd bottle of iced wine shared with friends. Sunny blue skies with the sea gulls floating by. The waves lapping along coastline with just a slight breeze....

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“Lady Bountiful” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #239

Rene Devine looked out to sea, from his small studio amid the rocks, he felt at peace to continue his art. People came from North and South to see his work transpire on canvas. The sea it self held many secrets and it could be calm or temperamental. He could paint a pleasant cottage scene. With flowers in the garden and smoke curling in blue in blue and grey hues from the chimney pot. Or if you wanted drama a lifeless body upon the cliff tops with pink grey sky with seagulls circling the air.It had been an inspirational idea to tur...

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“The Happening ” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #238

It happened again your too taken by surprize and shock to say anything at the time. About the rudeness of others. Well she walked right in front of me towards the checkout in the supermarket. Some would have said "This lady or gentle man was first." She look around slowly opening her purse checking her club cards, before handing the assistant a fifty pound note. Not enough change in the till. Hence having to wait for the till to be checked. All because rather than argue, or kick up a scene, I did the decent thing or so I thought. By letti...

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“Oh,Linda” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #237

Linda Howlett, knew she was not the most attractive girl on the scene, She attended the local youth club to feel part of the scene. Linda had thick brown curly hair, that prefered to do its own thing ?Partularly when washed it become very frizzy. Recently Linda had started to wear mod clothes. Shorter skirts. Her legs were good, Problem being she had freckles on her face and proturding teeth. How she wished...

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“Retro” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #236

Why cannot things stay the same? Lenora like many could not accept all what happend or not in some cases with modern tec if it decided to go "Awol". Like today for instance. Not being able to log into the site, with the codes she was given. Then to wait two days for a reply to say that it eas a world wide problem. There was the Retro cafe off Main Street ok if you liked dark red and lime green as a colour scheme. ...

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“Fear” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #235

Lizzy would throw tantrums runing around in circles till she got her own way. Her parents Edd and Suky Miller felt awkward around their daughter with her chubby cheeks , rosebud lips , corn blue eyes and blond locks. They hoped that the behaviour would change as Lizzy got older. At seven she had run around in circles stating she had been bitten by a bear at the zoo scratching her arms. The teacher had sent her hom...

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“Born To Love” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #234

                    BORN TO LOVE.    Old Joby Senior looked at the grey walls of the hospice, while the oak tree blew its fine green leaves against the window pane. Quite a colourful display for late Summer. A smile came to his lips. Thinking about his early love of opera and good classical music. It had started way back as a boy listening to Mozart on the old school radio just a frame it was with a screen plug...

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“Sharon” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #233

At school she had felt she wanted to be part of a crowd , going along with he gang the odd smoke around the bike shed at senior school. Followed by college and yemp work. Meeting others in wine bars the odd glass of wine or prosseco weekends. Habit formed in her thirties the need to be noticed. Excuses for headaches, not being able to face food mornings and skipping meals. Drink lunch time. Evenings to get noticed...

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“Polor Opposites” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #232

You could say that Aunt Fran and I Mary Louise Stoker were polar opposites. Fran was straight to the point how blunt her words may sound. She was also mothers sister. Out living all her siblings. Looking at old photos of Fran in her heyday former model and actress. You could not imagine her as the old woman sitting in the arm chair. Tonight I had come to walk her terrier Rufus all white with brown over his ...

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“Benjamin, Rocking and Rolling.” by Christine LW

Benjamin had always been a good straight honest person in his belief. He did not always like change, had to accept it the same as everyone else. The internet great a way of keeping in touch seeing things you would never even of thought of years ago. Disadvantage being that people shopped more online, he prefered tradition. Choosing items as an adult in store. He remembered as a child pointing out what he would lik...

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