Write a story where your protagonist fails to learn the lesson of the story.
The lesson of the story should be clear to the readers to increase the tragedy of the protagonist’s failure in recognising the issue.
Once upon a time, in the small town of Serenityville, there lived a woman named Majorie. Majorie was in a tumultuous relationship with a narcissistic boyfriend named Ethan. Their relationship had been filled with ups and downs, but Majorie had finally reached a breaking point. She knew she needed to address the issues that were causing so much pain and turmoil.
One evening, as they sat together o...
This is the story of a creature, who once lived in the deepest — darkest — depths of the Grulien Sea. It was here, that the sun never shown, and the sea was a WILD being!— untamed and mangled within itself. Here! In the Grulien Sea, lived a creature so far beyond the imagination, it’s full glory and demonic possessions cannot be captured in a single story not image.
This creature ruled the far se...
Prince’s getting cursed is how stories always go.
Princess’s falling in love is how stories always end.
But what happens when the princess is the one to deal the curse?
What if the prince doesn’t want true loves kiss?
What if the story changes direction?
What if the characters go off script?
What happens then?
I hold my head high as I walk, because for once, I have purpose in my actions....
„I can’t believe Scrooge needed three ghosts to realize what an idiot he was and needed to change“, Benny said, after finishing the book as a homework assignment and shook his head in disbelief.
„Why? What is so hard to believe about a person being blind to their own faults?“ his best fried replied. „I‘m just saying, it would be enough for me if one of my friends would point it out “, Benny said ...
I had to kill her. I never thought I could think such a thing. She was a piece of me as much as if she was my flesh. Hans married me for my face, another ornament for his pretty collection. Without a dowry and over 21, I was no bargain according to my eldest brother. Still I left my books and my little garden with a heavy heart. Such is the way for gentlewoman without means, governess or second w...
Warren was playing with his toy cars in Kindergarten at recess.
“Brrrrr” he said, spitting all over himself. He splashed around in his spit and pooped a little bit. Warren was having a great time.
Samantha came over. She had no toys to play with. She was a loner.
Warren did not let her play with his toys because he had already marked them with his infamous scent. He called it his “lavendar extr...
Amy,Claire,Justin,and Kade have been going to the same school ever sense they were in kindergarten. Claire was good at math but not at reading. Justin was good at science but didn’t care for math. Kade loved English but not reading. But Amy loved to help them in subjects that they had trouble in. One day they we’re leaving school but left there work in the classroom and forgot it. The next day it ...
The leaves have changed color and the breeze is rather cold. I wonder if I’ll remember a simple day like this, even when I’m old. It’s Wednesday. I’ve never really liked Wednesday’s. It feels as thought the day is sagging from the burdens of the past and the future.
“I’ve always hated Wednesdays" the whisper escapes my mouth.
“How come?” The stranger to my right asks. The bench creaks as...
I wrote this pretty quickly, and a lot of the words in this were new to me (I overused Google big time). If you see any mistakes or notice anything that can be improved, definitely let me know!
“I possess a substantial capacity for English in both its recorded and verbalized configurations,“ I said confidently.
Erik Franklin blinked and stared at me for a long moment, before he scribbled s...
“You were supposed to come back for me,” Mia cried as she sat on the ground.
Sebastian looked down at her.
“What?” He asked, panicked as he squatted next to her.
Blood poured out of Mia’s stomach and tears rolled down her streaks.
“Amanda said you’d be here. Amanda said that you’d learnt your lesson, Seby. She told me you’d changed.”
Sebastian was so confused. He didn’t know he was supposed ...
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