Write a story from the point of view that you find the most challenging: first, second or third person.
Try to make the story you tell match the narrative style - think about what kind of stories are told from the perspective you find difficult.
- She said they’re done.
- Yep. It’s true.
Did have something to say too?
- He said he said he loved her, but the story had to end.
She said they could never be anything more than simply awkward distant friends!
- She said he said that it would never work.
He said she said she called him a blatant loser and a dork!
- No. She sai...
Her arms dangled out through the hard metal bars, watching the guard as he walked down the way. “Lights out in five” he said as he walked, watching and holding onto the gun on his belt. Lacey just watched as she squinted her eyes, counting the days until she was done.
She tapped her fingers to make a small noise, as though she was bored with something to say.
The guard looked her way as he...
Your sister and brother are staring at you from across the table. You’ve only just sat down and they’re eyes are already burning into your skin. Your brother looks at you for a long moment before speaking. “Kieran, I must say I’m thoroughly disappointed.” Your sister doesn’t say anything, and you feel the shame bubbling in your chest. You look down to where your hands rest on your lap. Your brothe...
That is the time you see on your alarm clock. You sleepily look at it and turn slowly towards the other side of your bed before opening your eyes and jumping out of bed.
You cannot believe it! If you do not rush to the shower and leave your home in the next twenty minutes, you will be late on your first day of work. And you cannot be late! This is your first real job and you do need ...
Being a first responders during the beginning and the height of the pandemic was quite interesting to say, the least. Covid 19 and everything that encompassed the pandemic created a spot light on a myriad of issues
in our healthcare system. This pivotal period
of time could be defined as a a season of awakening and a season of awareness like
none other in our many many years of nursing.
Damn it, you find yourself in a pickle once again. Because you had to do that, didn’t you? Always the hero, no matter the cost to you. Help the others before yourself. Save the world even if you are damned.
You can’t resist. You will never be able to. This will be your life and you know it....
You want to know what I’m thinking. You’ve read these stories to me. Fairy tales, fables, and nursery stories poured from your mouth. You told these meaningless stories deep into the nights. You say you want me to learn. You say you want me to grow. This is a lie.
You don’t want to know what I’m thinking. You want only to hear your own voice. Think about your empty house, if you want an echo.
You’re unloved by world
I can see it in your eyes
But with him you’re adored
You no longer have to hide
You’re happy now
The happiest you’ve even been
You’ve never felt more loved
Then you do when you’re with him
He gives you everything
Everything and more
You might’ve been hurt in the past
But he opened a new door
And when he’s away
He’s all you think about
You crave his attention
You walk into the center of a circle of 7 giant glass statues. Each one, facing toward the middle, with their heads uplifted to heaven, and each resembling a different desert creature. You scanning each animal in carefully: gombabaem, fauxon, vulture, saja, addax, tortoise, and moraeani.
Finishing one rotation, you stop, eyes settling on the gombabaem. Unlike the swamp snakes you are accustomed to...
“But I don’t like writing about myself” I groan as I plop into my seat at the dining table— just to the right of the table’s head, or is it the foot— what exactly determines the head of a table anyway- is it subject to directionality, as in, the head of the table is always pointing due north in compass-like fashion, or does its occupant matter more? No matter. I have a single mother, so she needn’...
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