A little late this week. Couldn’t be helped. Life and all that got in the way! But, better late than never, I say! Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, on a Thursday (by the skin of my teeth). Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is celebrating her fourth year as a Friday Fictioneer – first as a participant and now as a wonderful hostess. Happy Fictioneeriversary, Rochelle! This is, apparently, a repeat image from Madison Woods, former hostess (before my time). Great image indeed. Check out the other fabulous participants’ versions by clicking on the blue frog. How about YOU try it too?
Genre: Fiction
Word Count: 100
Bleeding Out
I am bleeding out. Oh, you can’t see the blood, but I might as well be covered in it. I can feel it oozing from every pore.
Remember that old children’s rhyme: “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never harm me”? Let me tell you, that is so not true – no matter what our folks said! They can and do harm. Horrid words have been slewed about this house lately, by all of us, and I feel as if I’ve blindly walked into a barbed wire fence, not my body, but my heart, ripped to shreds.
Great take on the prompt. And it’s true harsh words can make you feel hurt and alone.
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Thank you Laurie. Harsh words can most definitely scar…
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Agreed
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I am wondering if you have found a new passion (your creative writing)… with cooking and Italian lessons vying for your time and attention. 🙂 As for the power of words, I ‘get’ this.
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Let’s just say that my head is FULL of stories wanting to get out and I can’t seem to get my butt into my chair and my fingers onto the keyboard. I force myself to at least write these little 100-word stories once a week… I’m hoping as my purge continues (huge bins have been gotten rid of), my clutter decreased, I shall feel inspired to come back to what you are hoping to find here, Eric!
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Be not concerned. I shall look forward to your literary crafting (beyond 100 words) when the time is right. In the interim, revel in the decluttering. 🙂
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😀 Thanks, Eric!
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So true Dale.
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Yes…
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Words do hurt, don’t they? That nursery rhyme is a big lie. That’s quite a thought about the heart ripped to shreds by barbed wire. Great take, Dale.
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Thanks, Amy! It is a big lie…
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I enjoyed the uprooting of the old saw. A rolling stone, as they say, gathers momentum
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Thanks, Neil… How very true!
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Good analogy … and one that I haven’t made before … and damn they hurt.
Hope all is well. I’ve been wondering if all was well – but I’m confident that it is because I you being in a whirlwind at the moment. Hang in there. …. and good morning!
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Good morning, Frank! Yes they can! Life’s been a challenge lately…
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Be strong!
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Deep breaths
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Very well written. I’ve always felt that that rhyme was pretty incorrect myself, especially with verbal and online bullying hurting so many people these days and driving them to such extremes.
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Thanks Alistair… Yes the bullying feels like it’s gotten out of hand (or is simply more publicised than ever…)
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There’s an old Proverb that says, “Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits.” You got it right.
Nice work, Dale! 🙂
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Oooohhh..thank you, Kent!
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Really felt the emotions with this, Dale! Great work! 🙂
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Thank you, Kelly!!
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Welcome, Dale! Have a good weekend!:)
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Right back at ya!!
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🙂
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For a moment I thought that it was the house that was influencing them. But no it’s that family relationship thing. Very well penned.
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Why thank you, Mike! Much appreciate your comment!
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Dear Dale,
Sticks and stones might break bones but words slash the heart and leave unseen wounds that don’t heal. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, kind lady!!!
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“Tongue is a beast, if it is let loose, it devours.” …. Extremely apt story!
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Well said! Thank you!!
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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Yes, exactly what was already said. Bullying is the best example how untrue that rhyme is. I hope this is only fiction though.
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Thank you, Gabriele! I wish…
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Oh no. Hugs.
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All good…phases!
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Ouch.
Brutally good, Dale.
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Why thank you, sir!!
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You are one of my favorite people, because you have such a creative positive outlook. You will be fine. Take care and you are in my prayers always.
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Awwww..Phyllis! I’m speechless! Thank you! xoxo
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This is so filled with both pain of words being thrown against you… but even more I feel the pain of regret of words being hurled.. wonderful writing .
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Thank you so much Björn! That is exactly it.
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Words can definitely hurt and you’ve captured that well Dale 🙂
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Thanks, Andrea!
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Nice job Dale and I love that last line. Well done..:)
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Thank you most kind sir!
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Penetrating image of how words can cause deep wounds. When you write you are exceptional. I think lulls for whatever reason are part of the writing life. ❤
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Oh my goodness. Thank you, Vivi!!
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oh yes……..words can be barbed wire indeed. They get slung about with abandon…and sadly the other person’s feelings are what gets abandoned. Excellent take on the photo.
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Thank you, Lillian!!!
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Without a doubt, words hold great power. I feel so sorry for your MC and just hope she can get out of such a terrible environment.
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Hopefully it is just a blip in time…
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Very true, Dale. Some words are so harsh, there is no way to really describe the pain… you describe it perfectly, however. Nicely written!
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Thank you, Tom!! Some days you just have to go with the flow…
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That you do, Dale… that you do.
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😊
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That is so sad. That should not happen at home. You’ve really hit a nerve with this one Dale.
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Sorry, Dawn!! You are right, it shouldn’t…
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Words can be such barbs. Nicely done, Dale.
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Merci, Sandra!
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never too late to tell a good story.
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Indeed! Thanks!
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Nicely done. And the thing is the wounds don’t show, so the nastiness continues.
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Exactly…
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Wow! Truly what often really happens!
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Yes… Thanks for stopping by!
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I wonder what thick-skinned person wrote that rhyme. Maybe people were different back then? Anway – great writing that captures the anguish that hurtful words can cause.
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Seriously…. Maybe!
Thank you, Ansumani!
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Wow. This was quite a powerful entry..and true. The pen they said is mightier than the sword after all- physical wounds may heal, but mental scars are for life.
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Thank you IfeomaO!
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You have really captured a truth that is so often ignored. There are so many levels here, Dale, that my thoughts drift, as I enjoy your well crafted story. Wonderful!
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Thank you so much, Dawn. Means a lot to me…
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I believe in the power of the word, as all of us who love to write do.
Lily
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Indeed! And some do it so well!!!
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I once did a speech on the intelligence of rocks. Their motto is “Hammers and chisels may smash me to gravel, but words will never hurt me.”
It’s true. You can curse them all day long and call them names and it never seems to upset them. Rocks are really good at controlling their emotions.
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Ahhh… that we could all be rocks when needed…
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Don’t know about rocks but some people can get stoned at will.
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Ha ha ha!!!
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Powerful story, Dale. Harsh words do have the power to hurt. They can even kill. As writers, we know the power of words. They’ve brought down kingdoms. or supported them. They’ve torn marriages and families apart or healed wounds. Well done. —- Suzanne
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So very true. Thank you, Suzanne
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Words hurt, Sometimes more than sticks and stones. Because while physical scars heal, the mental ones can fester on for years.
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Exactly, Subroto!
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I feel those barbs tearing at my heart everyday as I’m trapped in a dark place right now.
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So sorry to hear that, Josslyn! I do hope you get out very soon. xoxo
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Thank you. Me too.
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