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Write an action or adventure story, where the central theme is friendship.
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Somewhere along the line the forest had become a physical manifestation of our friendship. The love that we held for one another.
Of course at the time it was just our forest.
I remember it having distinct areas, like neighbourhoods or city blocks. We created a map once, thick card, burnt edges, like pirates parading as colonists. And as such we each had our own kingdom to rule and call our own...
All we had really wanted to do was go on a hike. The hike was great, don’t get me wrong, but sore muscles aren’t.
We were almost done when we spotted a large log over a small stream.
Kate had dared Maylee to walk across it. She was a retired state gymnast, so we all figured she would do it. And just like we thought, Maylee made it over, like a ibex on a mountain.
She then dared me to go over. I do...
Alliance is for the weak.
That’s what I used to tell myself.
I sit cross-legged on the grass and take in the view. The wind rustles through the air around me, rustling the leaves of the trees nearby.
Distant clamouring echoes from a distance.
Alliance is for the weak.
Maybe I am weak. I believed I could trust no one, that vulnerability only gave way to potential hurt. To loss. To trauma.
But...
Babbling brooks
Babbling babes
We fumbled where the fishes played
From dawn until the end of day
Back when life was just a game
Boggy creeks
Bogging babes
We rolled in mud
Down hills
In hay
We messed our hair up
Then we laid
To dry in the sun
Then hide in the shade
Back when mammy would shout and say
Your dinners ready
Come in from play
Back when life was just a game
Restless rive...
The wind hums through the branches
Stoic trees provide their shade
As I thrive in peaceful solitude
My lonely escapade
I’m indifferent to the silence
Contented all alone
I’ve left a trail of breadcrumbs
To guide my way back home
And yet I turn around and find
My trail has disappeared
Devoured by some creature
Empty footprints filled with fear
Now my peace turns to forlornness
My seclusio...
We’ve walked past
Each other every morning
With quick glances
But that changed when
You spoke first
I talk with you now
And you talk with me now
Soon enough, we’re friends,
And now that we’re friends,
I will protect you
I will be there for you no matter what
Yes, no matter what
Whether you move away,
Go into the military, or
Get married
Nothing will be able to stop me
If the devil tries to in...
Let’s go to our woods
With the shallow river
Crossing all the rocks
Shoving each other in
And scooping water at each other
Giggling and smiling
Let’s go to our woods
And swing on that branch we found
Feel like superheroes
Climbing up the trees
Navigating through the leaves
Until we touch the sky
Let’s go to our woods
That always sparkle and shine
Sunlight patches dance across the floor
Like g...
Alex enjoyed working with her team, she enjoyed hanging out with them even more. Despite the fact they were all boys there was never an awkward moment or a dull one for that matter.
They kept her on her toes with their idiocy and their kindness while she kept them in their toes with her organisation and her support. They had lived together only a week so far but all was positive, to her surprise...
I remember them. Bailey with her dusty blonde hair, Luke’s was the blue of ocean and Lyra’s the purple of lavenders. Naomi however, her hair was a swamp green.
Their hair reflects their personalities and makes them well.. them.
It’s difficult to comprehend what happened on that day. October 30th 1983. We had collected sweets from every house, giggling all the way home. We stopped outside of Bai...
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VISUAL PROMPT
Write a children's story inspired by this image. Think about the language and themes used for younger audiences (you can add a hidden adult theme if you like!)