Oh Gail, I do love your wee stories. You sure do tell a good short story and it is fun to see a new post from you, cause I never know what you might write next. I think you would make a great fiction writer - we could give you the name "Gail King" - smile, smile, wink, wink Keep it up cause it sure is great.
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River Irwell by R.A.D. Stainforth
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She had been carrying water from the river when the camp was attacked. Hiding she knew there was nothing she could do to save her family. It was over almost as soon as she heard the war cries.
With nothing but a bucket and the brown calico dress she wore, she quietly swiftly pushed the canoe into the water. She lay hidden in the canoe as it floated down the river, her only escape.
The trees and the sky were her view for miles as she silently cried for her lost family.
Day turned to night and she viewed the stars, allowing the river to carry her where it would.
She heard children playing in the distance and hoped maybe she had reached a settlement. The current moved toward the bank here. Exhausted with no paddle she simply lay in the canoe. Her fate was in the hands of the river.
Splashing, splashing, then hands on the canoe pulling her toward the shore. Feeling the canoe dragging on solid ground she struggled to sit after so many hours of hiding curled in the bottom of the canoe.
Rising, there were tepees as far as the eye could see. From a distance she heard the same war cry. She answered it with her own screams.
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Close this window Jump to comment formOooooo! I was THERE!
More, please! :)
May 6, 2012 at 9:35 AM
Have you ever gone over to WOW Women on Writing? They host writing contests quarterly. I just know you would win!
May 6, 2012 at 9:44 AM
That was so good Gail! My heart was actually beating faster. Can't wait to see what happens to her...
May 6, 2012 at 10:00 AM
nice tale, Gail. I like your calico girl, but was kind of sad for her fate. Have a great Sunday on the Farm. Laurel
May 6, 2012 at 10:13 AM
A temporary reprieve or worse?
From solace to disharmony....well crafted!
rel
May 6, 2012 at 10:47 AM
My goosebumps haven't gone down yet! This is truly a wonderful, thought- provoking, emotion packed piece. Well done.
May 6, 2012 at 11:18 AM
So captivating! Gave me a chill at the end!
May 6, 2012 at 11:33 AM
Well that sucks. SHe should have stayed in the woods.
Nicely done!
May 6, 2012 at 12:22 PM
your descriptions really capture the sense of what goes on at the river
the river
May 6, 2012 at 12:34 PM
Yikes. That was quite a ride.
Well done, Gail!
=)
May 6, 2012 at 1:38 PM
That's me, too. Oh wow.
Great job, Gail!
May 6, 2012 at 1:59 PM
You have me . . .i can't imagine that fear, suffering, sorrow . . . Please finish.
May 6, 2012 at 3:35 PM
Oh, I loved reading this :) Wonderful!
Have a great Sunday!
May 6, 2012 at 4:20 PM
That was fantastic! I would keep reading for sure!
May 6, 2012 at 4:51 PM
That was great! Omen really, really great. I love flash fiction.
May 6, 2012 at 6:17 PM
oh dang...nice twist in the ending...hope she does not like that hair too awful much...
May 6, 2012 at 6:22 PM
you write to captivate...very well done. I cannot wait to read more.
Thanks for stopping by~
BlessYourHeart
May 6, 2012 at 6:32 PM
I love it.
T
May 6, 2012 at 8:20 PM
Ye gods and little fishies!!!
May 6, 2012 at 11:15 PM
Oh my, what an adventurous story, so nicely told! Excellent!
May 6, 2012 at 11:55 PM
Oh no you did-int just leave us hanging like that!
May 7, 2012 at 3:48 AM
awesome! love it!..
JJRod'z
May 7, 2012 at 8:18 AM
Somehow I hope she lived happily ever after anyway.
May 7, 2012 at 9:33 AM
Needless to say...she had a bad hair day! Whew, I wasn't expectin' that endin' for sure!
Yet another great write Miss Gail.
Have yourself a magnificent week my friend!!! :o)
May 7, 2012 at 9:49 AM
My Native American DNA is tingling...
May 7, 2012 at 11:27 AM
Oh Gail, I do love your wee stories. You sure do tell a good short story and it is fun to see a new post from you, cause I never know what you might write next. I think you would make a great fiction writer - we could give you the name "Gail King" - smile, smile, wink, wink
Keep it up cause it sure is great.
May 7, 2012 at 6:19 PM
Ahhh, back among her own people at last , nothing to fear here, She Who Dances With Wolves !
May 8, 2012 at 10:56 PM
A river adventure of long ago, eh?
May 10, 2012 at 9:12 AM