They found it on the playground in September. Students stood in awe. Their basketballs rolled away, forgotten. Nobody had ever seen anything like this.
It started as a mound in the sand box. A trickle of a red flowed from the top. It was bubbly hot. The students dared each other to touch. The ones who did also got a mid-afternoon trip to the nurse’s office.
It grew bigger. It was the size of a doghouse. Then, a car. Soon the hill had grown to the size of a garage.
By June, a volcano stood where a school once was.
Oh my... scary.
ReplyDeleteI love the visual imagery your stories give. So much happening in such a short span.
ReplyDeleteThat was so cool!
ReplyDeleteOuch!
ReplyDeleteGood story.
Cool. I like how you mold a story in so shorta time. Great job.
ReplyDeleteThat was really good. LoL...now I want to know more! :)
ReplyDeleteHaha! Great hook! Very inventive.
ReplyDeleteI like that they dared each other to touch it- I could see that very well.
ReplyDeleteWow! so what happens next? I'm totally hooked!
ReplyDeleteGreat meeting you through the A-Z!
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www.thewritingnut.com
Love your short stories! I came to return the comment you left on my blog, and am now your newest follower. :)
ReplyDeleteAwesome story! It just goes to show that no matter how much influence humanity has upon the world, Mother Nature's is infinitely stronger. Thanks for sharing, and it's a pleasure to meet you via the A-Z Challenge!
ReplyDeleteYou've made more than a mountain out of a molehill. :D Love your header!
ReplyDeleteThis is an incredibly visual little tale. I love the kids daring each other to touch the bubbly hot trickle of red. Thank you so much for the comment on my blog and the follow. It means a lot to me. :) Have a wonderful weekend.
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