Writing Prompt

Fun can be anything

It could be playing games

To going to sleep but my

Type of fun is being alone

With no one to judge me...

It was mid October and my family and friends are getting ready for our annual trip to pecks farmers market. Hallie, Forest and Draya are already here. I help my dad lift the cooler packed full with sub sandwiches and sodas and snacks into the back of the station wagon my parents bought when I was 5 years old, the station wagon that Hallie and I rode in, in the fold down seats in the back and would...

“Kennedy! Our hair appointment is in ten minutes across town, we have to go now! It is just going to have to be good enough.”

Her older sister, Caley, walked out of the reception hall intent on getting into her car and leaving without Kennedy if she didn’t follow suit, she knew it. Looking around at the centerpieces and table linens, the chair covers and candle arrangements, she felt her anxiety ...

RING RING RING my alarm shouted,I honestly hate my alarm but I can’t live without it.The sun was shining brightly into my face,I get out of my bed but I felt tired today and can’t even put on a clothes that was confusing.After 20 minutes of fighting with my tired I finally finish all the thing I need to do,that was my longest time for doing those thing ever in my entire life.

Later,we went to a ...

“Alexis hurry up!!” Mother called, little Rosī perched on her hip.

“Coming, mom!!” Alexis announced, her fingers tingling as she washed the unforgiving messed up makeup from her face.

She groaned, why were family gatherings so important anyway?

“Alexis, I won’t ask again! I’m coming up there!” Mother sounded like a viper ready to strike.

Alexis sucked in a sharp breath, accidentally knocking ...

It’s the scent of Moms waffles that woke me up. The fresh scent of her homemade syrup wafting out of the kitchen and into my room.

I let out a light stretch, rolled over and kissed Millie gently on the forehead.

She winced, and let out a giggle. “Something smells good.”

I kissed her on the lips. “That’s my Moms famous waffles. Get up and get ready. It’s time to get this weekend started.”

“...

"KIDS!" Courtney yelled from downstairs. Her children were still in bed and they needed to get up and ready soon if they wanted to make it to Benton, Arkansas in time for the family reunion.

"Mom, we're ready. No need to yell," David, the oldest of three children, came down the stairs rubbing his eyes. He was seventeen and not thrilled about about having to go to the reunion. "Why do I have...

Justin always woke up extra early to take Alana to his parents before he went to work. Only time we would have a family day was when he had the same day off. Those days I would let him sleep in and me and Alana would go watch Pappa or Transylvania. This is when she started liking coffee too so that became one of our routines we tried to do. Me and Alana favorite morning routine was definitely when...

The road north was a quiet drive. It would have been quiet, anyway. Cars were few and my 97 Buick LeSabre hummed gently on the bare roads. There was residual snow in banks on the land, but the road had since cleared and dried.

It wasn't actually quiet, though. Metal Mix 21 spun freely in the stereo, belting anthems of war and betrayal by the likes of Dio, Slipknot, Avenged Sevenfold and Type O Neg...

Today’s the big day in which it is my father’s birthday. We’re going to set the table for a celebratory dinner of another year of life.

We set the table in a very specific manner. My older sister, Alana, is in charge of arranging the table cloth. The cloth has to be draped three inches (7.63 cm) over each side of the rectangular. My father likes things to be perfectly symmetrical on his birthday...