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WRITING OBSTACLE
Your characters are caught in a sudden thunderstorm in a forest.
Write a description of this experience, involving the senses as much as possible. Would your characters enjoy, detest or fear this scenario?
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I was suddenly caught in a rainstorm. My mother, bless her heart, had warned me not to go out today because of the impending storm, but I didn’t listen. I was going to catch a nasty cold out in the storm, and I was grateful that I had my raincoat and rain hat. I saw a cabin. Desperate for warmth, I knocked on the door. An elderly woman answered, and she invited me inside and allowed me to sit by t...
I want that dick down my throat
Until my face turn blue and i start to choke
I love when his fingers go in my ass
I turn around and scream and tell him to go fast
If I had to chose between life and sucking his dick I’ll choose to give him my last
I love it when he scream what’s my name and spit in my ass...
He was caught in a sudden thunderstorm in the forest. The droplets started small and he didn’t think much of it, soon the droplets became large drops that saturated his entire being. He was wet head to toe and he lived it. He smiled with joy. There’s nothing more refreshing then being outside on a warm day and getting washed by God’s tears. It feels so good to get wet in the rain. So natural. And ...
My tears stained already soaked clothes.
For I thought the leaking clouds that covered the sky—the very sky that was sunny just moments ago,
had ruined what I once deemed so perfect
A warm shiver ran down my spine
as I felt your strong arms pull me in
in to a soggy embrace.
I heard a whisper in my ear,
“Tag”
Then watched as you ran away.
Smiling.
Laughing.
Drops of rain running down your face.
T...
I don’t leave Maisie’s side once. I don’t care what Tommy will say, all I care about is Maisie. And I’m afraid that if I let her out of my sight it will be the last time I ever see her.
I lean against the wall, my arm around Maisie’s shoulders as she sleeps, her cheeks still wet. My shirt is still tightly secure around her arm, I haven’t checked yet but I’m hoping that the bleeding has stopped. ...
A loud rumble interrupts the silence. “Trish? Trish, where are you? Please wait for me!” Dan’s voice sounds inaudible from afar. The leaves rustle under my feet while rain is pelting, leaving me painfully aware of the danger I got caught up in. The tall trees paint shadows on the moss-covered ground and another rumble is sending shivers down my spine. My surrounding starts to spin and suddenly my...
“Wait up! Quinn! Wait!” Ethan ran after me. A ferocious blush broke across my face. I kissed him… I kissed him!! I can’t believe I did that! What’s wrong with me! Your best friend since birth! He was not to far behind me, I couldn’t talk to him not now. I continued running, past my house, past the gate to the forest and the beware sign, until I got to my spot or rather our spot. The one place wher...
My feet hit the ground hard as I broke into a sprint from the blacktop into the forrest. My heart pounded, my lungs were on fire but I kept running. I knew he wasn’t very far behind me, and I couldn’t take the chance of being caught to slow down for even a moment. As I neared a quarter mile into the forrest the clouds that had been looming overhead all day finally began to rain. I used the rain as...
Bones looked skyward, just in time for a rotund, rogue raindrop to thwap of the lens of his Oakleys.
“Dammit,” he said, taking them off and looking for a clean part of his shirt suitable to use as a chamois.
Val replied without looking, in his custom gruff-voiced, monosyllabic way, “Yeah. Sucks. Keep on.”
“Roger that.” Bones put his sunglasses back on and flipped his ball cap back around so ...
Scattered clouds hovered over the forest quickly , as the speed of lightning followed by the sound of thunder, startled Alan as it awoke him from his deep sleep. “What the.. am I dreaming?” The storm that was coming was not expected and unfortunately, it was enough to scare him away. “Why today!! It’s my birthday!” Alan has always lived a sheltered life. 25 years old and it was time for him to loo...
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