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VISUAL PROMPT
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Two characters sit together, looking up at this scene, discussing how they think it occurred.
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It seems like my life
Is always
On
The
Edge.
I’m fighting my mind
I’m helping someone rise
When inside
I can’t feel the need to survive.
My life is tipping
Over
The
Edge.
I don’t know
If anyone will catch me
As if that matters though
No one cares if a grain of sand went missing
No?
I just think of going missing
To see who would actually care
And who were true
And if come back and screw t...
(sorry this one is not very long)
Melody stared up at the blue house framed by a grey, colorless sky. It sat on top of the giant building which she and Elissa had just come out of. They stopped walking, both pondering how it could've gotten there.
"Now, do you think they did that on purpose?" Elissa questioned. "I think they probably did."
"Yeah," Melody agreed. "It reminds me of something that...
“ I think it was a tornado. Like in The Wizard of Oz.” She says.
“ I think that’s foolish.” I say.
“ So then what do you think caused it?” She says
“ Simple human error.” I say.
“ You think that about everything.” She says.
“ Indeed I do.” I say.
“ Huh.” She says.
“ Huh indeed.” I say.
“ Stop being a smart ass.” She says.
“ Smart ass indeed.” I say.
_silence_
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“ Or maybe it’s just an illusion,...
“What do you think happened with your… spy knowledge?” Mattheo says sipping his coffee.
”Psh, i dont know, a tornado or a magic person,” Tess says while stretching.
“You wanna show some government badge and flip up their to find out.”
”No. If its important ill find out later,” she says rolling her eyes.
”Then you’ll tell me?”
”No.”
”Pleaseeeee life is so boring right now!”
”Please being hun...
“What do you think happened?” she asked as she gazed up.
“I don’t know, maybe errosion,” he shrugged.
“Ya, but it looks like it is new, and i aced science class to know that erosion can take a little time.”
“Maybe its an artistic piece. Artists come up eith some pretty wierd stuff.”
“Hey,” he yelled, “I thought you said you loved my art.”
“I do, but its still kind of weird.” Her face was telling a...
“It’s gonna fall.”
“It’s not gonna fall.”
“What do you mean it’s not gonna fall?”
“I mean it’s not gonna fall.”
“A good gust comes and that thing’s gonna be rockin’ and then it’s gonna drop.”
“What’re you talkin’ about?”
“I’m talkin’ about that up there. I’ve seen it happen before.”
“You never.”
“I did.”
“You’s a liar.”
“No sir. I swear to Jesus. Remember Art Tucker?”
“No.”
“Well it happened to hi...
Jack and Greg stare up at the house. Both have been looking at it for half an hour trying to figure out how the hell it got up there.
“Do you think a tornado did it?” says Greg as he focuses on the house so intensely that Jack thought he could see steam coming off of his head in the cool early morning.
“Greg, when was the last time you’ve seen a tornado here. Plus not a single shingle’s mi...
My friend and I blink up at the scene in confusion. We’ve been going back and forth with each other for hours, nearly getting into a genuine agreement before slamming back down.
“Bro I’m telling you, it was a freak flood wave.” Andrew chewed on a KitKat, taking bites out of it as if it were a sandwich, like a psycho.
“Why would I believe someone who can’t even eat normally?” I retort as I turn...
“How did the house get there? It must’ve been hard to build it and decorate it from that angle”
“ maybe they used a crane to lift it up on top of the building”
“ I mean it nice just looking up at it from laying here on a summers day”
“ I tell you one thing is you wouldn’t want too many people living in that house or else it would fall”...