#ThursThreads - Week 255 - Winners

Week 255 of #ThursThreads had many fantastic tales. I'm honored to see all of the returning writers come to tie a tale and the new folks joining us. Thank you for tying your tales. Here's to several more years of flash. Great thanks to Daelyn Morgana for judging this week. Check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Community on Google Plus to keep up with news, etc.

Entries:

• Tina Glasneck | @TinaGlasneck
• Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
• Silver James | @SilverJames_
• Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
• Lizzie Cook | @LJHamlin
• Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
• Cate Derham | @Cate_Derham
• Rose Sharon So | @SSogioka
• Paige Prince | @paige_prince
• Kelly Heinen | @Aightball

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions

Silver James | @SilverJames_
Daelyn says: Silver's raises so many questions about what is going on and leaves you guessing on just who, or what, the characters are at first. Loved the end perspective of a werewolf versus a jaguar.

Cate Derham | @Cate_Derham
Daelyn says: Loved the sense of controlled desperation to Cate's by the final stand of accepting magic in the harshest of ways. It says volumes to character personalities.

Week 255 Winner
Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil

Daelyn says: I absolutely loved the end twist to her flash fiction. It was powerful and raw in very few words with backstory woven in perfectly. This is a story I would love to read to find out what happened.

My mother opened the small space at the back of the closet and I slid through then she slid it shut. Whenever my mother’s male friend came I was consigned to the secret room a small space with no windows, barely 5 by 6 feet. It held a battery powered candle, a bucket, an air mattress, a pillow, and a blanket. Laying down I fell asleep. Anger filled me as I heard voices and laughter. In the morning I expected the knock; but no sound came. I tried to slide the wall back myself and exit but it would not budge this time. Time went by and I fell asleep again; but still mother did not come. Hearing voices in the other room, I began to shout and cry hoping someone would rescue me. The wall opened and I squirmed out into the surprised arms of a policeman.

I ran to mommy.

“I’m sorry young man. Your mother’s gone,” the policeman insisted pulling me away from my mother’s and her lover’s body.

Years have passed and still they have no discovered my mother and her lover’s killer and this hospital is cold. I didn’t understand then what I do now, that the man hadn’t hurt you. I have controlled my anger better since then. Please forgive me mommy, I am a good boy now, mommy. I will never kill again I cry, but you don’t answer. Why don’t you answer? I need you to do this. Please come back, mommy.

Congratulations Eight Time Winner Winner Sheilagh, Silver, and Cate! Don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!

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