tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642076166796902853.post6369539122789988533..comments2024-02-05T01:49:05.302-05:00Comments on Creative Bloomings' Flashy Fiction Friday: Friday FunkdayWalt Wojtanikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723314300320671675noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642076166796902853.post-32405983743876179812009-10-17T10:23:47.413-04:002009-10-17T10:23:47.413-04:00OMG!!! Walt - that was brilliant - and way too fu...OMG!!! Walt - that was brilliant - and way too funny! I think that you've coined a new expression, too. "Wear the hat!"<br /><br />(Nuff said!) heheheheheRJ Clarkenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03018296461199649445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642076166796902853.post-43417571408044517452009-10-16T23:04:34.559-04:002009-10-16T23:04:34.559-04:00Thanks Deb. It took a while, but the "vision&...Thanks Deb. It took a while, but the "vision" of it finally came to me.Walt Wojtanikhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02649275109990415030noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642076166796902853.post-41205823401919421852009-10-16T22:44:17.818-04:002009-10-16T22:44:17.818-04:00Hahahaha!! Oh, to have that power! LOL. That was r...Hahahaha!! Oh, to have that power! LOL. That was really fun, Walt.Deb Markantonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09504649268821803688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642076166796902853.post-18315441821601822602009-10-16T20:23:03.970-04:002009-10-16T20:23:03.970-04:00Another holiday.
You wait all year and you make y...Another holiday.<br /><br />You wait all year and you make your preparations. Halloween. The witch's Christmas. My mother was being difficult. And my outfit was all wrong.<br /><br />I took off the hat. The pointy top was making my face look chubby.<br /><br />"If you're going to be a witch for Halloween," my mother said. "You should really wear the hat."<br /><br />I turned on her. "Uh, I'm already a witch every day and you don't see me running around with a broomstick, do you? I really don't think we should play into stereotypes by wearing ridiculous costumes."<br /><br />There was more to it than that. But really, the hat just made my face look chubby. <br /><br />For every insistence my mother had, my power against her will was challenging. But my mother always got her way in the end.<br /><br />"I'm not wearing it!" I finally announce, turning for the stairs.<br /><br />"Fine, have it your way", my mother called.<br /><br />There was a flash of light behind me. It made my head tingle.<br /><br />Back in my room, I got ready for the celebration. I felt empowered. Mother didn't pursue with her usual persistence. And I removed my hat.<br /><br />"MOTHER!" I cackled, "how could you?"<br /><br />The image that returned its gaze from my vanity mirror was hideous. My head was the exact shape as my hat.<br /><br />"Something wrong, sweetie?" Mother mocked.<br /><br />"Look at my head" I yelled. "How could you?" I repeated.<br /><br />"At least your face isn't chubby anymore," Mom smiled, "Now, it's long! And pointy"<br /><br />"What am I supposed to do now?" I cried.<br /><br />"Wear the hat, dear! No one will even notice your head!" Mom smirked.Walt Wojtanikhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02649275109990415030noreply@blogger.com