Micro Mondays: Young Lady and the Sea


I actually thought of two (albeit related) story starters for this picture.


Image from Writer’s Digest Story 54

Scrambling onto the sinking scraps of her sales shack, Sally swore to cease selling seashells by the seashore.(18 words)

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As she stepped onto the chair sunk into the shallow tide, it occurred to Meg that this was the strangest flash mob she’d ever participated in. (26 words)

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