Writing Prompt

"The Junkers," she said, "They’re coming."

She said it in a whisper, barely audible over the low hum of the machinery. I felt panic overtake the workshop as the engineers hid or destroyed whatever they could.

I looked down at my own project, a miniature transportation device-the first of it’s kind-but there was no time to hide the small wonder. I could think of no place that would fit it’s ...

"The Junkers," she said, "they're coming."

Elizabeth and Ryan stared off into the distance. All that could be seen was a cloud of orange dust, but they both knew what it meant.

"Elizabeth, we have to go," Ryan said. He tugged on her arm, but it was no use. She wouldn't move. "Elizabeth!" he shouted. "Let's go!" He was tugging vehemently, yet she refused to leave.

She shook her head and yanked h...

“Ok I get it already!” My sister, Jean exclaimed exasperatedly.

“Are you sure? Because one slip up and the whole plan is ruined!” I replied back. Jean rolled her eyes and nodded. “Now I’ve made a deal with the Junkers. They’ll take us as far as West Stop and then we’ll move on from there.”

“Ha! I knew it! You’re running away!” Jean and I’s head snapped up towards the doorway. “Conner, go away...