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Challenge Post/FOWC



The stuff that moves in and out, like a busy street of commotion

I stop and think sometimes why am I constantly in motion?

My mind is like traffic that never seems to stop,

I know sometimes the havoc of it all makes my brain want to pop.

Traffic that has no sense of origin, not even an end

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I feel trapped by all in my head that enters in.

Sometimes for just a brief moment, my pain eases

I think honestly I’d have better luck capturing sneezes.

Traffic of a different nature, yes!

But still traffic non the less.

A fluid movement from an active brain

I know you probably think me to be insane.

If just once traffic could be averted for a while

I would rest for maybe a mile,

With a big fat smile!



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FOWC with Fandango — Substance

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You choose that stuff over one’s you loved

Put their needs below your own.

What is it that draws you there

Holds you hostage and want let you go?

This substance is nothing worth having

For in having it, you lose everything else

Quit being selfish, let it go

Don’t let this substance rule you so!

MwsR <3

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FOWC One word Challenge July 17th


Todays word is present.

To Be or Not To Be, Present(short story) MwsR <3

She had many good traits.

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Always on time to whatever came up or she had to attend. She hated being late and did once, but never again.

Her timeliness was one of her traits, as well as making anybody laugh at her antics and jokes. She would always try to make another person smile, if given the chance.

Known in college as the life of the class, she kept good grades there also, by staying on task.

Her friends always looked for her, they enjoyed her company. “Never a boring moment”, she would exclaim, as she made them laugh.

You always saw her kind nature and her fun one, but there was something not yet known to anyone.

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She felt removed from her own mind a lot of the times, like she was living someone else’s life. She felt that she was not even present in her own daily life. She never gave anyone a reason to doubt her being present, but it was something she felt.

I guess you could say that was part of her charm. If she felt PRESENT as herself, you know, the one inside, no one would like her. At least that is how she saw things.

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FOWC challenge/Memory

Welcome to July 16, 2018 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “memory.”https://fivedotoh.com/2018/07/16/fowc-with-fandango-memory/

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.

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“I remember a time in my life…”

It was a bad day for me. I had problems with my grades in school. My teacher decided it was a good idea to let fellow students pass out things that had been graded. This one time was in my math class. Anyone that knows me probably has heard me say, “Math is not my best subject”, and let’s just say I did not pass this certain assignment. A girl who always made above average grades was asked to pass this certain graded assignment back out to the people whose names were on the top of them.

I remember hoping that my grade was a good enough one that this girl would not see and hopefully that she would not let anyone else see it. Unfortunately she would look at the grades on them as she passed out. She walked up to my desk and in front of everyone that was looking or listening, she declared my “D”. I was so embarrassed I wanted to crawl under my school desk. She looked at me as she handed to me and said, ” At least it isn’t failing.”  AT LEAST IT isn’t failing!!!! I WAS SO EMBARRASSED , for the second time in a row.

Needles to say I hated those kind of days. Not to mention walking in the front door at home and having my parents see it and having to deal with their reactions and being disciplined. That was a time I will always remember.

I was never good at math, but on the plus side… I don’t need math to write!

Thanks for reading!

MwsR <3

Thank you for reading 🙂