Write a story about a character who is ill, trying to achieve something they can easily do when well.
This character could have any illness, but remember how hard simple tasks sometimes seem even with the smallest of ailments!
The ceiling is bumpy. It has these little nubs sticking out of it. I create constellations between them in my head. The ceiling is white. The ceiling is boring.
I try to lift my head and look out the window.
Not gonna happen? Ok, head. Be that way. Give me a searing headache Every. Single. Time.
An impotent wind sock hung on the roof of the old barn. Jake scowled at it. Pete on the MadDog and Larry radio show’s said today was the perfect day for flying, slight wind from the east, no chance of precipitation, mild temperature. Carrying his soldiering gun, Jake walked into his garage not remembering what he had come out outside to get. Jake started filling his weather balloons with helium.
I never get a cold, okay. Like never. I don't even have to take medicine. Okay, now with all that out of the way, I have to confess, I don't feel so good today. My stomach is dueling with my intestines, and I'm fairly certain that my heart and lungs have switched places. It is not very good at all. How could it get any worse, you ask? Well, I’ll tell you. I have been commissioned, along with the r...
Lola’s slender fingers of alabaster tremble significantly as she draws in a deep, heavy breath. She would deny the weight of which burned her chest, the soft racketing noise escaping her lips upon her next exhale was evidence enough she was struggling with the task at hand.
But she wouldn’t stop.
How could she, when giving up on this and admitting defeat filled her with such self...
You wake up, another morning greets you as you feel a vice-like grip on your face. You feel like a prisoner in an unfamiliar land, as with trembling hands you rip off the mask that's tightened its grip around your face - reminding yourself what reality feels like after hours of drifting into dreamland. It takes some time to rub away all these dents it made before fully being welcomed back by life ...
Placing one step in front of the other
Standing in the gap for one another
Attempting greatness once again
Through my imagination and a pen
The simplest of desires, to just be
An uncluttered healthier mentality
Beaming with courageous optimism
Without my source it’s plain cynicism
Not in my own strength, not today
A heart full of worry and woe will betray
Desperate desires for ultimate fu...
I have no words to say
You wont be here to stay
I have a living breathing
Heart split in two
You’ve got my body
With nothing to prove
The red spills to blue
It seems you have to
Keep your mind inside
Why can’t I say
You’re not in the grey
In the black and not turning back
The stream of blood
Bleeds into the mind
But your curves are so divine
Here into now
I can’t wear a frown
I came to say
Peyton is carrying me back towards the camp. He has his hunting rifle strapped across his back along with his water container. I was making it more difficult for him to get back to camp so he could leave with the Watchers.
“Just put me down and run. You can’t be late and I’m just holding you back.”
He looked down at me and let out an exasperated sigh.
“In what world do you think I would ...
“Are you okay Momma?” I look down at my two year old and smile.
“Of course I’m okay sweet pea” I say as I carry on pushing the trolley, its squeaky wheels screeching in my mind. I look up to regain my composure but the lights are blinding. “I just have a little headache, that's all, I’ll be alright.”
We continue shopping for the next ten minutes, but the pounding in my head only gets worse. I ...
Similar writing prompts
"Get down from there right this second, you headache of a person!"
Write a story which begins with this line of dialogue.
Your character is easily distracted, but has something vitally important they have to do.
Make this story relatable and realistic, while still finding humour in everyday situations.