The Flash Fiction Contest at the Chillibreeze forums that ended last week had fabulous responses. The winner of the contest is Payal Doshi, also a finalist at the Disney Pitchkiaow Contest. Congratulations Payal!
The winner was promised a chance to get published on the Chillibreeze website. Read on to find the contest details and the winning entry.
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The Theme: A Troubled Superwoman.
The Character: A superwoman who is everything a superwoman is expected to be. She is daring, kind, always around playing the “Lady in shining armor” One exception – she is terrified of kids! Oh by the way, she is also reporter with a popular newspaper.
The Situation: Our superwoman is sent to review a newly opened amusement park in the city. She has to save a group of pre-schoolers who get stranded at the amusement park. The kids are having a gala time enjoying dangerous rides without adult supervision. Our superwoman has to save the stranded kids and ensure their safety. Phew!!!! Being a superwoman is sure not an easy job now! Isn’t it??
Word limit: 200 words.
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The Winning Entry – Duty Calls!
Rocket Lady
“Our goal is for the kids have fun!” the manager of ‘Rollercoaster Heaven’ guffawed into the mike. I gestured my cameraman to capture the panoramic view of topsy-turvy swivels dominating a cotton ball sky.
I winced under the shrieks of upside-down children. Kids, they were swift, agile, and scariest of all, unpredictable. I shuddered and focused on my interview. Just as I was going to ask about safety precautions taken, their excited squeals turned into screams of anguish. I flipped my head around. Half the rollercoaster dangled off its tracks. The manager fainted. In a flash I spun behind a tree, linked my palms and rocketed into the sky.
“Rocket Lady! Rocket Lady!” The crowds hooted at my hovering pink and silver form. As I elevated the derailed rollercoaster and placed it back on its tracks, a boy threw up on me.
“Oh no!” I faltered. But duty came first. I fled to the end of the coaster and slowly pushed it down the tracks so all the children could get off safely.
“Thank God for Rocket Lady!” The manager recovered, wiping his sweat studded face.
“Sure. But let’s talk safety,” I said, hiding a smile under my news reporter’s tone.
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