Friday Fictioneers: Thoughts from a Jumbled Mind

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers where each week close to 100 people participate in a flash fiction challenge based on a photo prompt.


This week’s photo: Copyright: Sean Fallon

And now my 100 word story:

I came home from work early and found my ex-boyfriend getting high in our living room. I was furious and threatened to leave but instead he talked me into joining him.

My first high was exhilarating and we followed it with the most amazing sex of my life. We alternated between smoking crack and having sex all weekend. Then we slept for 12 hours and woke up ravenous. Three days later I craved more and my boyfriend was happy to oblige.

He left me last year when we lost our place. I’m lonely sometimes but I am never alone.

45 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Thoughts from a Jumbled Mind

  1. I really like your last sentence, although in a FF story, it makes me think she might have offed him and has some sort of remains hanging around. Ahh, the suspicious mind of a Fictioneer. However, in my life, I would switch that around and say (with a few exceptions): I’m alone sometimes, but I’m never lonely.



  2. the real life nightmares…makes me shudder to think about how many people fell into the same trap and are currently living the same story.well done


  3. Dear Dawn,

    Sounds to me like the drugs became more important than the boyfriend. You may tell me if I’m totally off base. In any case, a story that drew me in and held me to the end. Nice one.




  4. I think that’s the way it starts – and unfortunately ends – for a lot of people. A warm slice of life served with a harsh dose of reality. Good writing, Dawn.


  5. You packed in a whole lot here: anger to euphoria to emptiness. That drug- and sex-fueled wild second paragraph was a rush, then the opposite in the last paragraph. I wondered if she had killed him, but then re-read that paragraph and saw that he had left. Then I wondered if she was telling the words of the last sentence to herself to feel better after losing a boyfriend and becoming an addict.


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