A twisted tale


Photo copyright – Piya Singh

Three youngsters stalked by a homicidal monster? Don’t believe it. It was war. Young hotheads were everywhere, out to prove themselves.

Most were pushovers. We just had to puff on them and they’d run away squealing. A few got tricky – barricaded themselves behind brick walls and started playing mind games. Some of us got burned trying to dislodge them, but not me. I had a plan. I spread the word down in the valley and waited.

Soon every man with a gun was scouring through our woods. The promise of a free supply of pork chops and bacon was irresistible.


It’s time for Friday Fictioneers again, where writers contribute 100 word stories in response to a photo prompt posted each week by Rochelle on her blog ‘Addicted to Purple’. You can find all the other stories here.

And here’s a cute little video if you’ve got time for a trip down memory lane.

26 thoughts on “A twisted tale

  1. It took me a minute to catch on (I’m rather slow), but what an amazing take on the three pigs. They were never the innocent variety they wanted the public to believe. I believe they are best served with eggs, hash-browns, and biscuits and gravy.


  2. But what happens when all the pigs have been eaten, is it wolf against wolf that’s what I want to know.🙃🙃🙃


    • He does indeed. It’s the law of tooth and claw out there in the wild. And I f you’re up for a hike in the woods maybe you could bring home some of that bacon you’re craving. I’m glad you enjoyed my story, Amy. Thank you.

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