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STORY STARTER
In a dystopian setting where water is now a tightly controlled resource, write a short story about a character who lives under a hidden waterfall.
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Hugging his knees to his chest, Caleb admired his home. A shimmering curtain of water separated him from the dense forest beyond the smooth, tan walls of the cave. No sound rose above the continuous crash of countless gallons of water into the plunge pool situated at the base of the waterfall. The pummeling of falls agains the water and rocks was meditative. Distractions couldn’t pierce the veil o...
Humans are a hopeless species. They fight over the smallest of things, and in their greed and anger, they lost what was important to them.
When the sun grew closer to the Earth, they waited and wasted. They casted their plastic water bottles into the ocean, being dragged down by their destruction, the sun being closer and closer by the gravity of their sins. When the drought came, they drank like...
If you are reading this, I am dead.
The year is 2025, its probably July or maybe August. I am not sure anymore but the weather has been excruciatingly hot and dry. My days seem to run together now. I don’t know how much longer I can stand this existence. The world is experiencing the biggest drought since the dust bowl era of the 1930s and the government is now an oligarchy. I could be killed if...
In a town named Mogahali, there was a waterfall all people, who lived there, were amazed of its strange smell and voices. Nobody dared to go near that waterfall. One day a man decided to visit and explore the mystery of 2000 years. He said goodbye to his only son then he went on his journey. As he was heading, he saw an old man. The old guy looked at him in awe for about a minute. After that he sa...
I felt his presence quite some time ago
But then, not much happens here I don’t know
He’s thirsty, I can tell, they always are
Those of them, that is, that make it this far
For me to take pity, would be folly
I keep my lair hidden carefully
Over there is a secret waterfall
Beyond that, there’s no water here at all
It would take a solid day’s journey from here
Before any clean water will appear
...
In less than an hour, he’d likely be dead. And yet all he could think about were his boots. *Why*, he wondered, *had they taken his boots?"
The guards were frogmarching him through the cave. Every few steps one of Otis’s bare feet would slip on a deposit of algae or slime, and the guards would haul him upright again and bark insults or instructions in his ear. “Get up, traitor. It’ll be worse for...
My life is pretty boring. I wake up, look at my bed while contemplating life, and get some breakfast. Today I had some leftover corn. Boring. Everyday is the same.
Some days, my friend brings me food from the outside world. Sometimes she brings me ingredients to make cake or pie, and sometimes she beings me the fresh produce she bought. God I love her.
I walked over to the entrance of my home; ...
I have always though myself quiet lucky.
I live in one of the most blessed places in the entire kingdom, and I have complete solitude. What more could a girl ask for.
No one really knows when the drought happened,because it happened so long ago. Every family has a different rendition of how it happened. Some say it all magical dried up within a day others say it took over a year to trickle away....
The endless sands stretch further than distant lands. Crowned atop the dunes, a ramshackle city parts the dried blue sky from the grainy desert beneath. The buildings are composed of clay, rusting metal, and petrified wood; The sun grates against objects causing them to decay in malnourished ways.
Casting a shadow over the sand, A cloud drifts to the city. The people are ecstatic at the miracle. ...
As the world’s resource of water began to run out, I fortunately still had my Pet Cow.
But one day, my Pet cow, Whitney, disappeared from where it normally ate it’s grass.
Where could it have Gone?
After a while of walking around the area, I heard a faint munching sound. Wait…That sounds like Whitney chewing on green grass… but it can’t be! We haven’t been able to grow grass in the last 10 yea...
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