100WC Week 3 - The Stormy Sky

Low clouds: heavy, angry and crimson with flames of sunset rumbled overhead. The lighthouse keeper raced towards the cliffs, slippered feet pressed hard to the pedals, white knuckled hands gripping the handlebars as he fought the gusting wind. His phone’s shrill buzz was still yelling out its warning. He leapt off the bike as he reached his tiny rowboat, he fought with ropes and oars before jumping onboard and sweeping out into the water. He reached the spluttering generator, petrol can in hand and the sky drew darker still before the great tower filled the stormy sky with precious light.

100WC Week 4 - Disappointed

It was the morning of my daughter’s birthday, the excitement on her face was overwhelming, she had been opening her cards and gifts and playing with the new toys she had received, a little later in the day she asked if I would help set up her password diary but when I put batteries in it, it wouldn’t turn on, no matter what I tried, it just wouldn’t work!

Baffled, frustrated, annoyed, we took the diary back to the shop that I had brought it from, to exchange it for a new one, which thankfully worked, to my daughter’s delight.

100WC Week 4 - SMASH!

“But when I put the batteries in it, it didn’t work!” shouted Amy. She stomped off in a huge huff, slamming each door in her path. She was absolutely furious (even though Mum was in fact right... she had broken the game).

As Amy stretched to reach her little brothers Nintendo DS...SMASH! It had fallen to the floor into pieces. She was told endless times not to touch it, and now to her horror it wouldn’t work. The DS, now with a loose wire, sat on the kitchen worktop. Horrified, worried, frustrated Amy waited for the moment Mum would realise.

100WC Week 3 - Red White, Red White

The weather turned so quickly. We were thirty minutes walk away from the car so, wrapped up against the wind, we put our heads down and picked up speed. The wind whirled, swirled and whipped around us, an empty chip paper floated above our heads. ""Look mummy, a lighthouse. It goes red, white, red, white, red." I held my sons hand and noticed that my husband was holding onto our other son too. We exchanged worried glances and started taking bigger strides. The waves crashed around the rocks at the foot of the lighthouse and we could feel the spray from the promenade. There had been so much flooding recently on the news. Our car was parked against the sea wall...

100WC Week 4 - It Had All Been Going So Well

It had all been going so well. The children’s happy laughter echoed through the house. Excitedly they ran through the hallway (like a high speed train). Then silence. The Buzz Light Year toy that was providing the children with so much joy had failed on them. Shocked, annoyed, and frustrated the children thumped down the stairs and scuttled into the kitchen. 

“Mum!” They yelled. “He doesn’t work”. 

“Mum, I never got my turn”. 

Quickly I ran to the cupboard...but when I put the batteries in it...the once dormant toy bolted across the room and filled the children with excitement again.

100WC Week 3 - The Angel

The sky turned a sombre grey colour. In the distance I heard the rumbling of thunder groaning like a dying horse. As my rusty little car rattled around the side of the mountain, I squinted through the windscreen. Dismal, dreary and drizzly raindrops blurred my vision. I stopped the car, I stepped outside, I couldn’t believe what I saw …

Dressed in a thin nightgown, with no overcoat and bare foot the ethereal figure soared gracefully, arms stretched open like an angel and dived into the wild sea. No one else saw, no one else came, no one else cared.

100WC Week 3 - Alone

I clung on desperately to the oars as if my life depended on it. My knuckles pale, white and sweaty with the intense pressure. Wave after furious wave smashed against the vulnerable body of my little boat, like an enraged bull charging, enveloping me with terror. With no reprieve, I continued to battle the elements.
The pull of the tide is hot on my heels as I try to escape the terrifying nightmare that is unfolding before me. Only I knew I was here, only I knew what I had to do and only I could fight this battle.....alone.