Week Fifteen Picks (.)

WEEK 15 WINNERS!

Each Sunday we announce the Once Sentence (.) Picks Of The Week. And each week we’re totally blown away at the gems that come out of these photo word prompts. This week was no exception! New entrants, so many good posts! It’s never easy to pick a winner, and all of you who participate each week should be happy knowing that you’ve created a mini masterpiece.

Check back every Sunday to see if your entry made the list! Thanks to everyone who took part in this week’s ONE SENTENCE (.) challenge! Tell your friends about OneSentencePeriod.com! Share it on your social media pages. Get your children involved. It’s fun and a great way to get those creative juices flowing!

Now, let’s get on with WEEK 16!

(Click the name links below to take you to the photo & page for the winning entry.)

FIRST PLACE

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Jason B
For what must have been the twenty-seventh time, Ned realized he forgot the keys to the absurd, tiny, fenced-in cubicle where he was supposed to lock up the grey trash bin, and with a sigh rolled it beside the gate, the vacuousness of the empty garage making him feel even smaller than he already did.

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JefCostello
He stood in the elevator alone, cold and unsettled by the panel’s lack of symmetry, reminded of his wife’s pattern of freckles, scrutinizing the hotel room key in his hand, and, while looking out into the vibrant city from the transparent elevator walls, eager for the woman waiting in his room.

SECOND

TealGardener
It was the subtle shifting of the stem in the capital B that let worker 1310 know, like the subjects he monitored in his job at “Freedom for Americans! Corp.”, he was only invisible so long as he complied and anything less than his total subjugation would result in losses.

Bill Gorgo
“Finally I can eat my pizza in peace without being told I’m fat or that the crust is the best part or that DiNillo’s sauce is better or any of that constant stream of crap that used to ruin every date and every dinner fifteen freakin’ years,” he thought as he fought the urge to cry.

Mike Brennan
As a Vietnam disabled vet, he clearly qualified, but Nick could never bring himself to park in that spot at the massage therapist’s office, partly because he didn’t like to think of himself that way, but mostly because he’d have to run over the image of a man in a wheelchair to do that.

HONORABLE MENTIONS

Jackye Swidler
Sarah CRINGED when her “perfectly able-bodied” blind date pulled into a handicap spot claiming he “deserved it” since his doctor f-d up and he received a “lifetime handicap placard” in lieu of a lawsuit… (FYI… there was NO 2nd date!)

Wildwoodflwr
Helen would always resent using the handicap parking while her mind felt good and her emotions felt good and only her outsides looked abnormal.

Elizabeth
She could hardly believe that after 40 years of miscommunication, other partners, bad timing and a hell of a lot of longing, she was holding hands in the elevator with the boy who asked her all those years ago; he kissed her neck, pulled away and smiled as he pushed the “stop” button…”Jeezus Christ” she thought, “please don’t stop”.

Mike Brennan
Mary Margaret, just a sophomore, created her own legend of passion for the panel in her Catholic High School elevator: Once you’re parking, you’re a star if you go to first base; it’s just a quick motion to the side and you’re at second; it’s a big leap to third, but going beyond that is not permitted – maybe that’s what the alarm is for.

Bill Gorgo
Struggling out of his drunken stupor, Paul stood staring at the buttons of the unknown elevator for a long moment, then smiled, remembering that he was in fact a star, and confidently pressed 1 and waited, patiently to go up… or down.

Trudi Roth
Jared and Suki’s relationship bloomed, blossomed, wilted, and died in the three hours it took rescuers to retrieve them from the three-floor elevator — when they emerged with almost no evidence (save a lone, dangling untucked shirt corner), it was almost as if it had never happened.

Bill Gorgo
Trudging through the eerily empty airport, Captain Rhodes tried desperately to think of anything other than what had happened — could have been just an hour ago? — but his thoughts were pulled inexorably to the three gaping wounds in his world, three black holes with the power to pluck planes from the sky and pull hope in after them.

Mike Brennan
By now, 9/11/21, it was 5 years since the thwarted ISIS attack on the 15-year anniversary, which lead to the mandatory one-day flight embargo on the anniversary each year, but Captain Carter came to the airport anyway, just as he had every year, feeling simply that to not show up was a betrayal of his flight crew brothers and sisters, of the first responders, of everyone who had died that day – and a win for those piece of shit terrorists – and so just like every year, he walked the empty terminal, and prayed, and wept.

Trudi Roth
The public hanging and jazz festival was slightly delayed on account of rain, giving unjustly convicted sax player Nate “Scatman” Jones the split-second chance he needed to slip out of the green room, through the bloodthirsty yet soggy and distracted crowd, past the fat cat JP Morgan Chase “MC,” and into the gray day of sudden opportunity and uneasy freedom.

FUNNIEST POSTS OF THE WEEK

TroubleEnsued
Unfortunately, he had told his blind date that he’d be waiting at the Chase Main Stage wearing a hat.

Craig Shoemaker
This spot reserved for Stephen Hawking.

Alterknitive
I don’t know what’s so great about the first floor that it has a star on its elevator button.

BillyRox
Who was “Flashes” and how could she possibly push to call him after he answered?

Craig Shoemaker
I recognize the bell, arrow and X signs, but what in the world is that strange shape on the bottom button?

BillyRox
He’d never been a jazz fan, but suffered through it because he really needed that 0% interest rate credit card.

Walter Moore
The woman in the backless dress on the right unwittingly demonstrates the importance of sticking with a single strap pattern during tanning season.

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