Friday Fictioneers is a weekly challenge to write a complete story in 100 words or less based on a photo prompt. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting this challenge and Ted Strutz for this week’s prompt.
“OMG, a Poliwhirl!” Derek squealed with excitement. My phone screen showed nothing but a blinking cursor. A Poliwhirl would be a grand catch, and admittedly, I was jealous.
“Just a little bit further.” Derek raced toward the edge of the dock. Head down, eyes focused intently on the image on his phone, my friend had no idea what was ahead.
The push took him by surprise. The Poliwhirl was lost. So was Derek, sprawled on the rocks below. I fumbled with my phone, every intent to dial 9-1-1 when suddenly the Poliwhirl appeared on my screen.
The race was on!
My first impression of the photo was three people looking at down at something. The most obvious object is a phone. Isn’t that what everyone’s eyes are glued on? I am not a Pokémon Go player (admittedly, I tried it once), but there are numerous stories of the lengths people will go through just to catch a character. My story is loosely based on a young man who walked off a bridge. Fortunately he lived, but in fiction, fortune rarely plays a role.
Redbuds and Roserocks 