A story submitted for the October Monthly Mini Competition

Thank you to Sherri for her writing prompt of ‘An Unexpected Journey’.  As such, for this month’s mini writing competition we are invited to submit a piece of flash fiction (up to 500 words) or poetry along this theme.  Last entry date for this month is 24th of October and then people have between then and the end of the month to vote for their favourite, with the next competition starting at the beginning of November and the winner of this month setting the next writing prompt.

Molly’s Unexpected Journey

Even though her mother often scolded her for playing down on the docks, Molly was there again.  It is not that she liked to disobey her mother.  She had so much fun racing around with Sean O’Malley and she never wanted the boys to tell her she couldn’t play.  Girls just wanted to play with dolls or pretend they were having a tea party and that was not fun to Molly.

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Today the weather was glorious.  It was springtime and there was a lot of activity on the docks.  She and Sean had already been chased away by the dock master but he couldn’t catch them.  Besides he was too busy directing the loading of a huge ship.

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There sure were a lot of people at the port today.

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“Here comes the rest of the boys,” said Sean.  “What do you say to a game of hide-n-seek?”

“Sounds great; but I’m not going to be the first one it this time,” complained Molly.  “Why don’t we make Padraig’s little brother, Michael be it?”

When the rest of the boys came onto the docks, Sean told Padraig that Michael was it and set the boundaries for the game.

All the children scattered and Molly began to look for a good place to hide.  Michael may be small, but he was good at the game and Molly did not want to be found first.

After skipping a few bad hiding places, Molly found an empty barrel sitting in the alley between the fishmongers and the ticket office.  The lid was open and Molly climbed in and reached up to close the lid.

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Molly must have chosen a great hiding place because she sat inside the barrel a long time and wasn’t having any fun.  She began to stand up to push open the lid but it wouldn’t budge.  There was so much noise on the docks no one heard her call for help and no one came to let her out.  Suddenly her barrel began to move.  It was being lifted and then she felt it being turned on the side and rolled at an incline.  She kept screaming but still no one heard her.

After a while, the barrel was placed in a storage area of the ship and although the barrel had gaps in the binding, Molly couldn’t see anything or anyone.  She eventually fell asleep because she was very tired and hungry.

When Molly woke, she began to panic as she could feel the movement of the sea beneath the ship.  Molly had a good reason to panic for today is April 11, 1912, the docks were in Queenstown, Ireland and she has just started an unexpected journey aboard the RMS Titanic.

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8 responses

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  2. elizfrat says:

    Hi Maryann. I am very pleased to let you know that your story got the most votes for the October mini monthly competition. As winner you are now entitled to choose the writing prompt for November’s competition and I would be grateful if you could let me know your thoughts on this. It can be anything from a general theme, the opening or closing paragraphs, something or some specific words that need to be included in the story or poem or whatever you choose; it is completely up to you.
    Once again thank you for taking part and many congratulations on the success of ‘Molly’s Unexpected Journey’.
    Kind regards, Elizabeth 🙂

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  3. Reblogged this on IF I ONLY HAD A TIME MACHINE and commented:

    I have just been told that my story received the most votes in the October Monthly Mini Competition. I feel honored. Anyway I get to submit the November prompt so I am hard a word thinking what it should be. If you did get to read my story, here it is again.

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