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STORY STARTER
Write a story about a character who has a melody stuck in their head constantly.
Is this just the result of a catchy tune, is there something deeper going on, or is it a sign of something they don't understand yet?
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(Draft 63, thanks Delilahš„ for suggesting this one.)
A girl walks on the city sidewalk. People of all ages and races and backgrounds pass her by. Thereās so many people. She kicks away a plastic bottle, and rolls her eyes at the honking cars. Finally she makes it to the bus stop. She sits down and waits for the bus.
Thereās a song stuck in her head. One without a beat nor a melody. A simple tun...
Iāve been hearing you, Dad. I know you are somewhere close. I just need to find you.
I keep hearing a tune that you used to whistle every morning. I hear it in my dreams at night and even when I am in the pick up line at school. š¤
It reminds me of the song you used to sing us right before sleep. Something about Cupid? It twas like, āCupid, lend me your bow before a tantrum I throw.ā š
OKā¦ The...
āHappy birthday to youuā
ChA cHa ChA
Cheery voices sing happily
Trying hopelessly to harmonize
āHappy birthday to youā
cHa ChA cHa
All eyes on me
Me and my desperate attempt to be happy
Happy birthday dear Camilah
Happy birthday to you
I force a smile and tell myself
āItās not there fault, they donāt knowā
AnD mAnY mOoRe
That one guy belts in the back
I blow out my candles 12, 13ā¦an...
The song never left me. You Spin Me Right Round, baby Right around, like a record baby. Round and round in my head it went, on a loop. Just the chorus. The rest of the song was lost to be burbles and murmurs. Right round baby right roundā¦sometimes I would dunk my head under the water in the bathtub just to stop it. The chorus just would not let me alone, like a fever dream at night when I tried to...
Swinging
Up
And
Down
The playground
Is
My
Home.
āSo youāre still thinking of me, just like I know you shouldā¦ā
I wonder if
Sheās
Thinking
Of me
The air rushing
Into my
Face
āI cannot give you everything, you know I wish I could.ā
I imagine her eyes
I want to give her
Everything,
She deserves it all.
The swing comes up
āIām so high at the moment,ā
Then down
āIām so caug...
You donāt tell your heart to beat.
You donāt need to think to blink.
I donāt have to reach inside,
these words -
they just come out of me.
My mind is a symphony,
I think in a melody,
I fail to hear the sound of me,
But I still call it harmony.
I swear I donāt write poetry,
Most my pieces are like silent music.
These words just sorta come to me,
a muse I find truly amusing.
Letās speed th...
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