
PHOTO PROMPT © Danny Bowman
“Are you sure this is the place?”
“Positive. I remember that hill.”
“Well, let’s get to it then. Grab a shovel.”
“You know it was just a joke. I didn’t mean anything by it.”
“A joke you say? It has haunted me for 30 years. How could you do such a thing to a kid?”
“Jeeze man! What are you gonna do with that dirty old…”
“Woobie…it was my woobie. Does it matter? I just want it back.”
“Oh…I had a secret invisibility cloak once. It didn’t work or anyth…”
“Shut up and dig!”
~kat
94 Words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneer challenge based on the photo above by Danny Bowman.




September 6th, 2017 at 2:19 pm
I had to google woobie! Despite serving for 28 years. Never heard the term before, but there again I am a Brit!
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September 6th, 2017 at 2:36 pm
Made me look it up too. Learned something new! It was an actual piece of military issued gear. My thoughts for this story had to do with the kid’s blankie…stuffed animal type. 🙂
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September 6th, 2017 at 2:22 pm
I thought maybe it was a beloved stuffed animal taken and buried by an unthinking sibling decades ago.
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September 6th, 2017 at 2:37 pm
You would be right James. 🙂 kids being kids and grown ups with unhealed wounds.
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September 6th, 2017 at 2:45 pm
I assumed it was some childhood toy that had special meaning only to the child. Great story Kat.
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September 11th, 2017 at 9:43 pm
You were right! I still have my first teddy bear. It’s funny how attached we get to things.
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September 6th, 2017 at 2:56 pm
Oh, made me wish I still had my blueie (a blue stuffed dog stolen by the neighbor kids). Sigh… some things…
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September 7th, 2017 at 6:27 am
Yes…I know, sometimes I could use a woobie…
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September 6th, 2017 at 3:29 pm
So clever and Brilliant! 😎😎😎🥀🥀🥀
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September 6th, 2017 at 6:08 pm
Haha. Had some fun with this.
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September 7th, 2017 at 12:04 pm
Great story – what is a Woobie ? !
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September 7th, 2017 at 12:30 pm
Haha! It’s a blankie or a stuffed toy. 😊
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September 7th, 2017 at 12:17 pm
Like others before me, I had to look up Woobie! A delightful tale indeed.
Click to read my FriFic
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September 7th, 2017 at 5:25 pm
Dear Kat,
I didn’t know there was a real woobie either. I went with you to kid’s blanket. Now that’s carrying a grudge a long time. Cute story in the most adorable sense.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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September 7th, 2017 at 5:36 pm
I know. Who knew! Obviously the military did! Learn something new every day…that’s my motto! 😊
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September 7th, 2017 at 7:11 pm
I like it Kat!
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September 7th, 2017 at 7:45 pm
Thanks Lynn. Woobies are a good thing! 🙂
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September 8th, 2017 at 2:25 pm
Had to google woobie, Kat. You had me thinking of all weird and evil sh** for a while
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September 8th, 2017 at 3:19 pm
Haha…I don’t want to know! 😀
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September 8th, 2017 at 2:46 pm
Nice story, Kat. Siblings are the worst! Well, until they aren’t. Childhood is harrowing sometimes. :o)
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September 8th, 2017 at 3:20 pm
It certainly can be traumatizing!
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September 8th, 2017 at 4:08 pm
After reading some rather intense stories, this gave me some light relief. I loved it. Woobie. Great word.
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September 8th, 2017 at 4:33 pm
I love the word…and the comfort it implies. ❤️
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September 12th, 2017 at 8:26 pm
Never tease about or bury a kid’s woobie!
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September 13th, 2017 at 6:23 am
Exactly! 😊
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