FFAW: Just another day

PC

Today is another Monday, the weekend is another many days to go.

The weather is dull, gloomy, and rainy, all I want to do is curl up under my duvet and sleep, but alas I have to get up and go to work.

And seriously, till I get my first coffee of the day, I just cannot have small talks with any living being. So, since I need an expert advice on what to wear, I put glasses on my 7am friend Mr. Coff-man.

He is strong, He is sweet, He energizes me and I love him.

So, starts another day of my life with a little bit of imagination to make my dull life happy.
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FFAW: Drowning Waters

PC: TJ Paris

Last year, same day, same place, I remember all us seven friends were here. Laughing, squealing, drinking, having fun, then that night changed everything.

Little did we know this calm looking morning waters, turn monstrous in the night. Little did we know that these waters would lure our weak-hearted and drunks towards it and drown them.

I remember, the next morning five out of my seven closest friends were gone, forever.

It was then, they told us about the ‘Legend of the Drowning Waters’

The lessons we learnt, never stop in any unknown place ever, however beautiful it might look.

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FFAW: Drunk Pirate

PC

I was looking for him all over the house, but he was nowhere to be found. I hate that he goes AWOL on me whenever we are out holidaying.

I yell at my son “Omi, where is your father?”

“I saw him drinking beer by the beach an hour back,” Omi yelled back, still stuck to his cellphone.

I was muttering curses under my breath and what I see from my window?

My husband is standing on a stationery boat and screaming “Aargh! Aargh! I am Jack Sparrow”

That is it, all the alcohol is my house is going in the drains tonight

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FFAW: Black Bride's Curse

PC: Joy Pixley

“Bridge of the lost bride” is the name of this bridge. It’s famous for brides going missing from here on full moon and no moon nights. Though, except for the elders, no one in the town believed that anymore.

SPLASH, is all what was heard that night. The people passing by, paid no heed to the splashing water or the gasps. They thought, maybe it was just the kids trying to act all spooky on the Halloween. Next morning, the police found a pretty teen, wearing a bride’s Halloween gown, lying on the rocks below the bridge.

It was Vicky who laughed and made fun about this cursed bridge. Only, that night did she realize that the myth was indeed true, when she sat to count her treats and the hand of black bride pulled her down and everything then turned dark, the black bride had struck again.

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FFAW: Cursed Watch

In 1212, Adem met Eva in Egypt, they fell in love, she gifted him this watch and when the watch struck 2am, their royal killed them both.

In 1512, Rojeo met Julia in Italy they fell in love, she gifted him this watch, and when the watch struck 2am, their mafia brothers killed them both.

In 1712, Ranjha met Heer in India they fell in love, she gifted him this watch, and when the watch struck 2am, their influential fathers killed them both.

In 1912, Jackie met Rosey on Titanic they fell in love, she gifted him this watch, and when the watch struck 2am, the ship hit the iceberg and sank.

This watch was lying deep inside the ocean until deep diver Shirin found the watch in Maldives and decided to gift it to her love Farhad.

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FFAW: Wrong Drive

PC: Yinglan

Roger, chestnut hair, twinkly brown eyes, dimpled with a ready smile on his face. This 16 year old was the heartthrob of the school. Medium built; good at sports and academics.

Roger, was the captain of the football team, and had won several tournaments across the county.

Now, he sits in the audience area on a wheelchair, paralyzed with only his senses active. He feels the adrenaline on the field, he hears the boys scream, and he sees a missed goal. And he regrets that night, when he was drinking and driving to prove that he is cool

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FFAW: Cars

PC; Phylor

Far far away, in the land of no humans, where the trees were green, there was no pollution, the cars drove on water; lived two kid cars; Silver Hoot and Blue Bagel.

Both of them were handsome, fast, young and the popular cars in school. All the car girls loved them. One evening Silver Hoot 7 Blue Bagel claimed to be the fastest cars in this planet.

To prove this, they did a cross forest race. While both of them were concentrating on winning, a beautiful brown horse overtook them with ease.

Both the cars stopped with a screech and were stunned. Looking at their faces the wise horse said “Life is one, fast has never helped, look around, enjoy life, end is SCRAP”

From them on, Silver Hoot & Blue bagel became best friends for life.

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