Tuesday, April 26, 2011

V is for Volcano

                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.

13 comments:

  1. I love the visual imagery your stories give. So much happening in such a short span.

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  2. Cool. I like how you mold a story in so shorta time. Great job.

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  3. That was really good. LoL...now I want to know more! :)

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  4. Haha! Great hook! Very inventive.

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  5. I like that they dared each other to touch it- I could see that very well.

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  6. Wow! so what happens next? I'm totally hooked!
    Great meeting you through the A-Z!

    nutschell
    www.thewritingnut.com

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  7. Love your short stories! I came to return the comment you left on my blog, and am now your newest follower. :)

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  8. Awesome 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!

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  9. You've made more than a mountain out of a molehill. :D Love your header!

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  10. This 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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