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Six Sentence Story: Trunk

I wasn't sure if I would get linked up for Six Sentence Stories this week; it seems like I've needed this week to get caught up on "real life" stuff after being gone for a while last week.  (Don't worry, Mom, everything is fine!) However, once I figured out what I could write about with the prompt, "Trunk," I only needed to compose six sentences.  So, with that mesmerizing introduction, here is my story:


The black trunk represented a new phase of her life, one of change. It held her colorful sweaters when she moved to Utah to attend college.  After she married, it kept her mementos of childhood safely tucked away.  She appreciated its reliability, but she also maintained a respect for its power.  Once, she had reached into its depths and its hardware had caught her skin.  Thirty-some years later, she still carries its mark--a thin white crescent-shaped line, just below the ring finger of her right hand.  

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  1. Dyanne @ I Want BacksiesJuly 23, 2015 at 10:12 PM

    I have one of those on my hand, from reaching under the footboard of our iron bed.
    True story? I believe it is.

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  2. Clark FarleyJuly 23, 2015 at 10:19 PM

    Nice story. It rings as a true story and yet, has that certain '…and yet' that lets the Reader feel that there is (possibly) more to the story.

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    1. KristiJuly 23, 2015 at 10:31 PM

      It is true, and rather boring--no "rest of the story." :-)

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  3. Pat BJuly 23, 2015 at 11:30 PM

    Oh, ouch! I don't remember hearing about this, but a injury bad enough to leave a scar, means that there was a bit of pain, or a lot of pain.

    (I wasn't worrying about you this week. I kind of suspected that you had some catching up on things at home and in your other responsibilities.)

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    1. KristiJuly 24, 2015 at 7:46 AM

      I probably didn't tell you--it was painful, but akin to hitting one's head on a cupboard. I didn't realize at the time that it would scar.

      Yep, "other responsibilities" are keeping me busy this week, but that's OK.

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  4. BiancaJuly 24, 2015 at 2:49 AM

    Just a minor mishap can be remembered forever by a tiny scar. We all have one of those I guess....
    I think it's wonderful how 6 sentences can tell a complete story. Thanks for sharing.

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    1. KristiJuly 24, 2015 at 7:47 AM

      It is funny, isn't it? I probably wouldn't even remember this story if it weren't for the little scar.

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  5. UnknownJuly 24, 2015 at 3:39 AM

    The power of memories to bite back! I'm glad you made it!!!

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    1. UnknownJuly 24, 2015 at 4:38 AM

      found this for you!

      eletelephony
      Once there was an elephant,
      Who tried to use the telephant-
      No! No! I mean an elephone
      Who tried to use the telephone-
      (Dear me! I am not certain quite
      That even now I've got it right.)

      Howe'er it was, he got his trunk
      Entangled in the telephunk;
      The more he tried to get it free,
      The louder buzzed the telephee-
      (I fear I'd better drop the song
      Of elephop and telphong!)


      Laura E. Richards

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    2. KristiJuly 24, 2015 at 7:49 AM

      Oh, I was pretty sure I would pull through. . . OH, you mean you're glad I made it to the blog hop! Me, too! :-)

      And yes, that's the poem! (I actually have it committed to memory. My mom used to read it to me a lot, and I loved it every time!)

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  6. Josie Two ShoesJuly 24, 2015 at 10:23 PM

    I like to think that faint scar now makes you smile remembering the journey it has made with you through life, from storing sweaters to keepsakes and a bit of your DNA as well! :-)

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    1. KristiJuly 24, 2015 at 10:42 PM

      Ooh, I should have thought of that! It holds my DNA--ha!

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  7. PatriciaJuly 25, 2015 at 1:13 PM

    It is wonderful to have a trunk of memories...and one that causes memories.

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  8. UnknownJuly 25, 2015 at 5:25 PM

    A good story especially for being so brief!

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