tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post3031922459436487745..comments2024-02-16T06:30:29.042-05:00Comments on The Lemonade Stand: TLS's Flash-Fic Fridays are in full effect! Come and see who's flashing us this week: 6/14 - 6/19Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03247531977736920746noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-35823914028779904662013-06-19T20:12:48.506-04:002013-06-19T20:12:48.506-04:00Billi Cullen
http://www.fanfiction.net/~billiculle...Billi Cullen<br />http://www.fanfiction.net/~billicullen<br />Word Count: 299<br /><br />CEMENT<br /><br />The cold hard cement of the stairs was seeping into my skin. I could feel the pebbles grinding into my ass cheeks like tiny marbles.<br /><br />I was supposed to be marrying the love of my life. How does a simple girl like me, end up marrying someone like him?<br /><br />Exquisiteness in Billihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12254412585716835105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-21044029283990071092013-06-19T20:05:34.459-04:002013-06-19T20:05:34.459-04:00jayhawkbb
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Wor...jayhawkbb<br />http://www.fanfiction.net/~jayhawkbb<br />Word Count: 300<br /><br />“Always a bridesmaid, never a bride.”<br /><br />Mrs. Brandon’s words run through my head again. Although she was teasing, her statement still struck a chord with me. A really fucking depressing chord.<br /><br />Reaching down, I grab the champagne bottle by the neck and take several sips. The joy I felt three jayhawkbbnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-36990766321279693232013-06-19T19:54:51.989-04:002013-06-19T19:54:51.989-04:00@QueenZogg
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...@QueenZogg<br />facebook.com/queenzogg.allizfanfiction<br />Word Count: 213<br /><br />I hear her before I see her, which gives me time to hide like the pansy ass motherfucker I am. I jump into the bushes right as she begins her descent down the wooden steps. She stops half way and collapses onto the weather beaten beam, hunching her body forward, digging her fists into her eyes. Every tear Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-21086523384691376542013-06-18T20:21:53.468-04:002013-06-18T20:21:53.468-04:00@primarycolors1
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/140088...@primarycolors1<br />http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1400881/primarycolors<br />word count: 300<br /><br /><br />She laughed at his seriousness.<br /><br />Sixteen and tangled up, twirling, star gazing through treetops. <br /><br />“I want a love that breathes meaning into life!” she screamed into the night. “A love that wants happiness above all else, no matter the cost.” Her words sprouted wings, primarycolorshttp://www.fanfiction.net/u/1400881/primarycolorsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-52181330811971881732013-06-18T18:52:23.645-04:002013-06-18T18:52:23.645-04:00Name: Don’t Let Them Get You Down
http://www.fanfi...Name: Don’t Let Them Get You Down<br />http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1288702/<br />Word Count: 292<br />“Are you sure you’re alright with this? I’d understand if you changed your mind. Wanted to go back.” I whispered to her playing nervously with the lapel of my uniform. <br />“Never.” She assures me and plops down on the old, dirty, abandoned stairs, rubbing her face tiredly, not minding that her Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-70040697176390885842013-06-18T16:01:18.744-04:002013-06-18T16:01:18.744-04:00@sparklymeg
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...@sparklymeg<br />http://www.fanfiction.net/u/4417049/<br /><br />I hold my head in my hands, blinking profusely, trying to hold back the tears that so desperately want to spill from my eyes. <br /><br />I daren’t ruin my perfect make-up. <br /><br />I lift my head, raising my eyes to the sun, breathing in the scent of wood and summer. <br /><br />The leaves on the trees sparkle with morning dew.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-77783011780532981222013-06-17T23:08:51.639-04:002013-06-17T23:08:51.639-04:00@GeekChic12FF
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2331711/...@GeekChic12FF<br />http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2331711/<br />Word count: 300<br /><br /><br />Her heart and mind raced along with her legs as she ran from the castle and into the night, holding what remained of her once-beautiful gown.<br /><br />The lush forest loomed all around her, dark and imposing, but she had to get away.<br /><br />She collapsed in a heap as the enormity of her situation GeekChic12https://www.blogger.com/profile/08745052171328473184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-8446071517467505612013-06-17T21:16:45.722-04:002013-06-17T21:16:45.722-04:00Name: CullensTwiMistress
FF link: http://www.fanfi...Name: CullensTwiMistress<br />FF link: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2593677/cullenstwimistress<br />Word count: 300<br /><br />***<br /><br />My heart is going to beat right out of my chest and land on the ground.<br /><br />“Bella!”<br /><br />The sound of my own scream gets lost in the midst of the rustling branches and leaves. I know she’s out here.<br /><br />“Bella!”<br /><br /> I saw her runMelissaGardenerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03190242337625442605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-87536042248469654552013-06-17T18:31:58.738-04:002013-06-17T18:31:58.738-04:00@bebeginja
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Wo...@bebeginja<br />http://www.fanfiction.net/~bebeginja<br />Word count: 300<br /><br />This morning she stood before her own reflection, inspecting every line and curve.<br />She knew you could see her, vulnerable that way.<br /><br />You saw how she arched her back. Stood a little taller when she knew you were watching.<br />Like a princess at her coronation. You make her feel like a treasure Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08283915010579507119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-7699411349625498082013-06-17T17:55:53.379-04:002013-06-17T17:55:53.379-04:00@k8ln713
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Word...@k8ln713<br />http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2528887/<br />Word Count: 260<br /><br />Six months of waiting for that day was wasted.<br /><br />It was like a knife stabbing my heart and twisting repeatedly... how I felt when I discovered that *he* couldn't go through with the wedding.<br /><br />I thought I loved him.<br /><br />I thought he loved me.<br /><br />I was wrong on both counts.<br />Caitlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13886751847064188937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-35843026980056782552013-06-17T12:01:09.782-04:002013-06-17T12:01:09.782-04:00@boomboom_jones
Word Count: 300
Dad hadn’t gone w...@boomboom_jones<br />Word Count: 300<br /><br />Dad hadn’t gone with me to pick this dress. When I notice his reaction reflected in the mirror it’s nearly impossible not to cry. But I hold it together, tight throat be damned.<br /><br />He comes up behind me and tells me I look like a dream, which for him is pure poetry. Mom dabs her eyes, and my girls, my best friends fluff and fawn.<br /><br />Boom-Boom Joneshttp://www.fanfiction.net/~boomboomjonesnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-11359223173756068662013-06-17T11:49:59.553-04:002013-06-17T11:49:59.553-04:00@boomboom_jones
Word Count: 300
Dad hadn’t gone w...@boomboom_jones<br />Word Count: 300<br /><br />Dad hadn’t gone with me to pick this dress. When I notice his reaction reflected in the mirror it’s nearly impossible not to cry. But I hold it together, tight throat be damned.<br /><br />He comes up behind me and tells me I look like a dream, which for him is pure poetry. Mom dabs her eyes, and my girls, my best friends fluff and fawn.<br /><br />Boom-Boom Joneshttp://www.fanfiction.net/~boomboomjonesnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-30713852837335076602013-06-17T09:41:27.521-04:002013-06-17T09:41:27.521-04:00@sparrownotes24
Word Count: 298
http://www.fanfi...@sparrownotes24 <br />Word Count: 298<br /><br />http://www.fanfiction.net/u/4244397/SparrowNotes24<br /><br /><br />I find you over the rise of the hill. Your dress and tears, all for him, fall into the dust.<br /><br />You turn to me with red-rimmed eyes and ask me why he does this to you.<br /><br />I don't know. It's all I can say, because if you were mine ...<br /><br />Like the Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12052641413118384618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-15306219663725409012013-06-16T13:22:08.923-04:002013-06-16T13:22:08.923-04:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Boom-Boom Joneshttp://www.fanfiction.net/~boomboomjonesnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-55482898381835616482013-06-14T20:08:30.061-04:002013-06-14T20:08:30.061-04:00@everydaybella89
http://www.fanfiction.net/~everyd...@everydaybella89<br />http://www.fanfiction.net/~everydaybella<br />Words: 154<br /><br />She stumbled down the shadowy tree-lined path, tripping over her long white dress. She stubbed her toe, bruised her knee, and scraped her palms. Finally she just sank to the ground and cried. She knew she wasn’t supposed to disobey. They said not to run off or get too far away. She wasn’t supposed to leave EveryDayBellahttps://twitter.com/EveryDayBella89noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-56495435075829051932013-06-14T18:58:34.167-04:002013-06-14T18:58:34.167-04:00Name: Bravery0898
Ffn link: http://www.fanfiction...Name: Bravery0898<br /><br />Ffn link: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1414529/<br />Word Count: 295<br />----------<br /><br /><br />I've always considered myself a rational woman. With any setback, I have a backup plan. For every problem, I have a solution. A or B.<br /><br />But standing in the sun in my expensive white dress, I have nothing for the three words you utter.<br /><br />"Don&Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795344175964359178.post-45189939333022906232013-06-14T14:52:40.062-04:002013-06-14T14:52:40.062-04:00 I run through the underbrush as fast as my bare f... I run through the underbrush as fast as my bare feet will carry me. Even the sharp rocks scattered about in the dirt, don’t register on my soles the way the pain does in actual soul. The twigs crunch, snap, and break beneath me but I don’t stop until I get closer to the little creek down below.<br /><br /> This is our place, where the forrest—in all of its emerald and azure and magenta grandeur—Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14028456187453721915noreply@blogger.com