Writing Prompt
STORY STARTER
Your character is easily distracted, but has something vitally important they have to do.
Make this story relatable and realistic, while still finding humour in everyday situations.
Writings
Squirrel!
Once upon a time, there was a guy named Tyler who had a superpower - well, sort of. He had ADHD, which meant his brain had a knack for getting easily distracted. Now, Tyler had an important task at hand - cleaning his room. But little did he know, this seemingly simple task would turn into a hilarious adventure of distractions and detours.
Tyler began his mission with great determination. Armed w...
Distracted
He tapped his fingers on his desk, anxiously waiting for his acceptance letter. His room was still, the fan was off, and the sunlight and dustmotes swirled in a thin steam coming from a smal break in the shutters. It was empty, but it was home.
His brother, who kept this house as clean as possible, came in the room. He was wearing his cross country jersey and glasses. "Can you go to the grocery st...
To Do List
âHere,â she said to her son. Hands him a piece of paper.
âWhat is this?â Robbie asks.
âA checklist,â mom says. âSo you can focus on important things. And I get no more calls from school asking me to bring your lunch.â
âWhat if I forget to check it?â
âDonât be a smart-aleck,â mom says. âI love you.â
Robbie didnât forget to use the checklist.
He started to use it every day.
Soon he was usi...
Distracted
HONK! âŚHONK!
âJasmine, I have no idea why these people keep honking their hornâs, thatâs not going to make this traffic jam move any faster!â
Keisha exclaimed.
Jasmine sitting in the passenger seat of Keishaâs Kia Soul, briefly glanced up from scrolling through her TikTok videos on her cellphone, and began shaking her golden brown sister locks.
â Wow! I know girl! thatâs one thing that Iâve ...
Five Hours
My deadline stares back at me from my laptop screen. But my window keeps calling my name. Five hours until this essay is due, two thousand words. I can do this!
Four hours left and I still havenât done more than a sentence, thatâs okay I just need to knuckle down to get it done.
Three hours and just a paragraph, come on Iâve really got to get a move on now⌠maybe a short break.
Two hours later,...
Honeydoo
Are you going to mow the lawn today?
Mow the lawn? Of course Iâm going to mow the lawn why would you even ask me to mow the lawn when you know that I have all day to mow the lawn
But you are going to mow it today?
What did I just say to you? Of course im going to mow the lawn today
Why canât you just tell me whether or not youâll mow the lawn today?
Are you serious? How much more clear can I ...
Distraction
âHm?â Damien asked, Snapping back into reality. Arantaxa crossed her arms at his side. She recited the question she had asked, but yet again he was distracted. This time it wasnât because of the beautiful sunrise, but her. Her white hair was braided into two French braids draped over her shoulders, small wisps flying in the wind. Her spectacular blue eyes shown in the early morning light.
âARE Y...
MegaMind
As I sat down, it appeared as though someone was staring at me. This beautiful brown eyed, fluffy hair guy.
âClass, bring out your textbookâ, the teacher said, as he looked around the room looking for anyone misbehaving.
This really cute guy was starring at me, but I had to be focused on this. We had a test in 2-3 days, and I canât get a bad grade.
I looked back, as his brown eyes looked int...
the promotion & the hammer
Engulfed in darkness, suddenly â so suddenly â surrounded by blinding, painful light.
âWh-where am I?â stammered Juan, uttering his first words in over 7 weeks as he adjusted his eyes to the scene around him.
âYou were in an accident, sir,â the man at his bedside clad in scrubs said calmly, âyou hit your head pretty hard. What is the last thing you remember?â
âThe last thing I remember. HmmmâŚw...
Rescuing The Princess
Tristan pulls open the ornate double doors and gazes into the throne room. With one leg on the arm rest, a half-man half-demon lounges a top the throne. Dressed in the darkest of black armor, his bloodlust eyes burn a bright red.
On his right, Princess Gwen, is chained to the throne. Her ballgown is in near tatters and her matted with sweat and blood. She looks up wistfully as Tristan enters.
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