When death comes, where will you be?

Friday Fictioneer!

Every week the participants write a story of about 100 words relating to the photo prompt provided by Rochelle. This week’s prompt has been donated by Dale Rogerson.


She never expected her son to come. He said he was going to the ‘End Of The World’ party. So, he will be in Mexico while she dies here alone when the sun burns everything up. She was tired of watching the news. All of them showed a timer which was coming close to zero. The neighbours are hysterically running away. Where will they go? It’s the END.

She took the armchair out and decided she will sit here till the end, gazing at the growing sun.

A car stopped at front. A familiar face came out.

“Mom! Let’s start the party!”


(100 words)

Inspired by an Australian movie, don’t remember the name though.

35 thoughts on “When death comes, where will you be?

  1. Dear Shivam,

    Your title asks a common question. Nice twist at the end.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Glad you liked it Rochelle๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. In that situation she is right, nothing to do but sit and enjoy what time we have left.

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    1. True. She was okay in those last moments but I’m sure she got a little relieved to see her son. Thanks for reading and commenting.

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  3. So nice of him to spend his last moments with her. Now if only there were a few other party goers.

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    1. Hehe! I think somewhere in the end he thought it is better to spend it with someone who loved him his entire life rather than with strangers. Thanks for reading Alice.

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  4. Great title for a well-imagined tale. You balance the personal with the social and with the objective to give a satisfyingly rounded story.

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  5. Well-crafted and somewhat bleak, with a wee ray of joy at the end.

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    1. Thanks, Ceayr! I was going to end it without bringing her son back. But later thought against it. Glad you liked it.

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  6. Excellent premise and lovely ending.

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    1. Thanks Anurag!๐Ÿ˜Š This is so different from what we see in India right? Here, if we ever face such situation, we can’t even think about spending that time with someone else. I know my mother will drag me home by my ear๐Ÿ˜…

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  7. Nice of him to come back to spend the end of time with the person who really matters.

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    1. Agreed. Even at such moments, the presence of my mother will give me a comforting feeling.

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  8. I like a happy ending! Nice one

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    1. Thanks keith๐Ÿ˜Š I seldom go for a happy endings but your comment has motivated me now

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  9. Excellent title for such a beautifully crafted story!

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    1. Thanks Ayush! ๐Ÿ˜Š Eagerly waiting for your next blog.

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  10. The sun brings the son.

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    1. Nice quote. Thanks for reading๐Ÿ˜Š

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  11. Yes, as others have said, great title! And I think she is right, might as well sit it out… but nice she won’t be alone.

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    1. Right. Its worked for her that she had no hope. But when he came she must be really happy. Thanks for dropping by๐Ÿ˜Š

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  12. I am glad he came back to spend the end time with his mother. Well done. Very imaginative.

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  13. I have no idea where I will be when death comes–I HOPE it will be in my own comfy bed ๐Ÿ™‚ Loved your story.

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  14. I love what you have her do and I was so pleased by the ending. Great story.

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  15. Your story looks like coming true here at Lucknow. Great read.

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    1. Hehe. I talked to a friend today who told me it’s 48 degrees out there! Meanwhile here in Pune its raining cats and dogs๐Ÿ˜…

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      1. Enjoy the rain. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  16. Aw, lovely ending. Great job!

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