All the Colors
Even though I could barely see through the dim blustery swirl channeled by the headlights, I didn’t worry that he kept driving into the snowstorm; he wouldn’t allow himself to become mesmerized by the dizzying white fractals rushing at the windshield. He said he’d get us home; I trusted him.
I had unlatched my seatbelt so I might be more comfortable; because I was plumping my coat around me as best I could, fumbling with the heater yet again even though it was as far up as it could go, I don’t know what happened, what we hit.
There was a crack in the windshield, a sparkling symmetrical web radiating out from where my head struck. I sensed that he was uninjured, but immensely disappointed in himself because of what happened to me; I wanted to tell him it was okay, that I was okay, warm even.
I glanced back, saw all the colors of my life as if through a kaleidoscope but the tunnel was brightening, bursting with pure white light; I turned to it and continued home.
The above is a Six Sentence Story in response to the prompt word “kaleidoscope”. On Wednesday our prompt provider, Denise, at GirlieOntheEdge, will post the link up and we shall all share our stories told in exactly six sentences. You have through Saturday to link your Six.
ShiftnShake 
Never trust anyone’s driving in bad weather. We all make mistakes sometimes. An excellent piece, Miss D.
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Thank you Robbie.
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Such a sad one, but told so beautifully.
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Thank you Norah.
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Wow! Sad and well done.
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Thank you Jennie.
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You are welcome, D.
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Driving is dangerous in the best of circumstances. But what a beautiful end. (k)
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Thank you, Kerfe.
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This is an impactive story.
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Thank you for a smashing comment.
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Excellent, and seamless – a journey started, interrupted, then retaken but in a completely different direction for the passenger. I tried to imagine it too from the perspective of the driver, how different, and chaotic and shocking it would have been for him.
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Yes, I was thinking about him too but my Six is already bursting the seams of its sentence structure. I may come back with another Six for the poor driver. Maybe not. He does indeed have survivor’s guilt and of course blames himself.
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I love the ending especially–great 6!
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Thank you.
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Most welcome.
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So well described, with a clever transition at the end. Nice one!
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Thank you.
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Damn!*
What more do we all aspire to in our efforts? Engaging scene, identifiable characters/situation and a turn-to-the-unexpected, and, (the true mark of an excellent Six) an ending/resolution that leaves us Readers moved.
cool
* compliment (and, though Toy Collector appropriated the word seamless I will use it as well, being the best description what, from a technical/rhetoric perspective I enjoyed about this Six.**
** except the weird part of my reaction to your Six… which I think I’ll save for a follow-up comment.
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Wait? There’s more? And it’s weird? Do tell.
I could only think of that kind of snow with this prompt, you know, the coming at the windshield kind. I just started in writing and resisted using up the word ‘kaleidoscope’ to describe the snow or the crack in the glass. So I played at describing kaleidoscopage as I described the scene and saved the word for the last.
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no, seriously, as I read the line “…see through the dim blustery swirl channeled by the headlights,”
Who came to mind but ee cummings damn! (‘course the tone drove off an exit not apparent at the moment)
rounded, nestled words, nonetheless.
cool
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aw, thanks
i appreciate the
complimentary comparison
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Very visual. well done.
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Thank you. I had fun playing at the visuals.
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I rarely drive any longer, eyes aren’t working at night. Ergo, TLW drives, and though I trust her with my life, I still slam on the fake brake when she comes too a stop! HA!!
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That right seat can be a tough spot for sure.
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Confession time. I read this late last night before going to bed. Very tired. Realized I needed to wait until morning to comment. Why? Because my reaction last evening left me without adequate words. What often happens after reading a piece that’s so well done. From title to last word, excellent Six, Ms. Avery.
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I felt I owed you a good one.
I am very relieved this is being well received after such a dry spell. I haven’t been writing much, so was very glad for this to emerge.
Thank you for all the prompts, even the ones I am unsuccessful with.
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Great visuals to your story. I love the interesting take with the kaleidoscope, with the colors, white light, and heading home. Gives me chills . . . or maybe it’s just all this cold weather we are experiencing.
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Thank you. I appreciate you picking up what I was laying down. As I mentioned to Clark above, I was playing around with the idea of a kaleidoscope, but unfortunately it resulted in a character having to cross over. And maybe this serves as a cautionary tale as we make decisions in wintry weather.
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It’s so sad and so realistic
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Thank you.
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All it takes is that one moment. Well told!
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Thank you.
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Yep superb simile in the last sentence that tied the rest of the imagery together. Brilliant!
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Thank you.
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The calm voice as the character moves on…a lovely sense of peace, forgiveness, and acceptance.
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Yeah… Maybe I should make time and write something for the driver, because he’s a wreck.
Thanks.
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😉
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‘Home’ has many definitions. I was watching a show recently about some folks who came back from that ‘home’… knowing that they weren’t quite ready to stay. But now had a calmer response to what that definition could mean for themselves and others.
Brilliant writing.
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Thank you Jules.
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Excellent, D. You used myriad patterns of color in fantastic ways.
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Thank you.
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This transitional jewel carried me through the changes and left me with a mixture of hope and sadness. Excellent work!
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Thanks!
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Woah, I wasn’t expecting that! I should have been when she took off her seatbelt. Well done, D. 🙂
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Thank you.
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Sad ending, but written tastefully and fits the prompt word.
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Thank you.
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I thought there was some sort of mistake when the title said: “6-sentence story” but the post included paragraphs each a few lines long. How smart and crafty! Well done. It definitely broadened my horizons a bit knowing that such a thing is possible.
Beautifully written!
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Thank you. This is another fun prompt but I do get out the semicolons and commas to stretch a sentence sometimes. Occasionally I have combined the six sentence and 99 word prompts.
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