Posted: March 11, 2015 in dark, fiction, Heart Warming, Outdoors, writing
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FFF PROMPT frost-on-a-stump-sandra-crook


Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for all her work and organization. You can visit her site and read through the other Flash Fiction postings at:


For those who are new, Rochelle shares a photo prompt to which several #FridayFictioneers compose a 100-word flash of fiction. I tried for about 3 minutes to restrain myself to 100 words this week. Some stories resist control. Anyway, hope you enjoy. And do come in from the cold.

Here’s my contribution:

Eight Years Old

I first noticed my shine when I was just a wee little girl. I had this stuffed bunny, Isabella, Izzy for short, and I’d drag her ‘round with me wherever I’d go. Just the two of us, an inseparable pair. Bobby, my older brother, he’s long gone now, but Bobby didn’t much care for my liking of Izzy. So, on a hot August afternoon, when Ma was at the grocery and Pa was off working or fornicating with Ms. Mabel, or maybe just getting drunk, I don’t much recall that part, but I do remember Bobby had made off with Izzy and ran away faster than I could out into the deep part of the yard. I watched as, in one motion, Bobby lopped off Izzy’s head with ma’s sewing shears and tossed her, body and head, off into the woods that lined the property. I can still see through the eyes of a five-year-old as Izzy’s cotton guts stretched and became tangled on some branches. I shrieked. Bobby, he laughed and laughed. That’s when I felt the cold chill come over me. Well, it was more like it emanated ‘from’ me. Things started to frost over and wilt as it spread like spilt milk. I cried and shuddered and choked on tears and snot and the cold spread faster and faster. Poor Bobby. Poor, poor Bobby.


  1. Dear JK,

    Welcome back. You’ve been missed.

    This was chilling…sort of the cold version of Fire Starter? Poor Bobby…he shouldn’t have messed with Izzy.



  2. dmmacilroy says:

    Dear JK,

    I like the way you developed this story (you will always get a pass on length with me) and love the way you ended it. Poor, poor Bobby. Just as well, as it appears he’d have scored low in the ‘plays well with others’ category. Well done.



  3. That’s some scary super power she or he has.

  4. Chilling and excellent. Poor, poor Bobby, indeed.

  5. I had a feeling that something would happen.. seems to be a broken family to start with, but the end made me think of something from a film like Omen… hmm

    • JKBradley says:

      Howdy Bjorn!

      It felt cinematic as it was forming in my head, like watching a movie. I tried to capture it as it quickly spewed out before it would evaporate.


  6. wow! Really chilling story, and so authentically told… the voice of the narrator really gets into your head. Excellent!

  7. Welcome back! I see your penchant for chilling stories hasn’t dissipated while you were gone. Every killer has an excuse, don’t they? Poor Bobby and anyone else who irritates this one.


  8. Creatopath says:

    She may be an evil Elsa or perhaps she can’t control it? Your story matched the picture prompt perfectly! I liked the way you told the story without any dialogue too.

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