Writing Prompt
WRITING OBSTACLE
Subitted by Jewelie Rain
Describe a scar on your character and the story of how they got it.
Try to exhibit how the events that caused the scar affect your character now.
Writings
The Ring Scar
When I was young, in middle school, mood rings were the fad among girls. In
case you don't know, mood rings had a stone that would change color
depending on the temperature of your skin. The concept was that your mood
would effect your skin temperature and that would change the color of the
stone.
Anyway, I had a mood ring on my left, ring finger. We were working in shop
class making lamps from ...
A Metal Spine Is A Scar Right?
“We said share scars not traumatic backstory!” _Jackson says generally confused on what he just heard._
“Hey you asked,” _Scarlett mumbled slumped down in the living room chair._
“Well- I- okay true-” _Jackson starts sitting up with his arms on his knees. The couch cushion shifting._
_Solomon hits his head with his cane._
“What the hell! How did you even know I moved?”
“We are sitting next to...
Tiny Little Scars
Thin white scars littered her dark skin, in no way reminiscent of the manner for which she had received them.
Some believed her to be one of _those. _People so unhappy with the life they were given that they caused themselves harm to feel alive.
Others saw the scars that covered her stomach and believed her to be the victim of abuse.
None of this was fact, for if they looked deeper they would...
Tom
Big man Tom was once Teeny Teen Tommy
And Teeny Teen Tommy was once
Little boy Tim
And Tom teaches to take your time
To teeny teens and little boys
Who remind Tom of Tim
Because he was once like them
Because teeny teen Tommy
Took to life with vigor
Started drinking in his teens
Not so tiny tons of liquor
And since little boy tim dreamt of flight
He took to the sky in the dead ...
The Ghost of Pain Long Gone
_Your hand_, the voice cooed. _How did _**_that_**_ happen?_
_ _"You don't know?" Havard faltered. He had thought she could see... everything. If he was imagining her, wouldn't she know? She laughed.
_You thought I could see your memories?_
__
"You can read minds," he muttered bitterly. He didn't know why he was humoring her. How did she know so much about him, then? It barely matter...
The Day He Could Fly
It was a day, just a normal day.
My big brother Carter, who was only about 10, decided that day was the day he would fly.
_Dear Diary,_
_Lily Linea here._
_Its been a few years since I came back outside _
_of this backyard, Its still hard to look at it._
_I can remember that day as clearly as when it _
_happened, right next to the big cave with the _
_big black rocks. My family said that the...
Scars, Stars
Scars sprinkle the body like stars scatter the night. Some stars are brighter than others, drawing more attention. Some may think that stars shine too brightly, that they ruin the night. But each star makes a constellation, a beautiful patch of light used to guide lost sailors home. They are not a mark of the galaxies that lie waiting in them, but the path all that light took to shine so far. You ...
Gradual Trust
Nova stares ahead at the view.
It really is breathtaking. The highest tower of the castle makes her feel like she’s on top of the world. And maybe she is.
From here, the rolling hills looks like little bumps. Ones that you wouldn’t really think about when you travel over them. An overhead of the Wild Thicket doesn’t look so bad. Like a normal forest. Not one with many dangers that one can only ...
Twice As Hard Pt. 2
As the flames grew, she made up her mind. She raced to her brother’s room, flinging the door open. “Dori, wake up!” she shouted, making her brother’s eyes fly open.
“Maemae? What’s going on?” he asked, rubbing his tired eyes.
Mae ran to his bed, scooping him up on her back.
“Wait! We can’t leave LuLu!” he exclaimed, sliding off of her and grabbing his stuffed cat.
“We don’t have time!” Mae excla...