STORY STARTER
Write a story about a world in which you have to be granted permission to feel an emotion. What happens when your main character disobeys this rule?
The Giver
Sadness, that is the emotion I have been assigned to since birth. I’m tired of it. Does the world have much more to offer than sadness? Shouldn’t emotions overlap eachother? I see people out in the street smiling their faces off, while I’m filled with melancholy.
I’m exhausted of it. Always pretending to be sad, but what if I want to feel a different emotion now…. Hm like joy or anger?
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It was a normal day. I was walking down the streets of the city before a stray dog appeared in front of me. Naturally, I crouched down to pet it. Immediately when I started stroking its fur, I got a rush of an unfamiliar feeling. As if my bones were tingling out of something….
And for the first time in my life I smiled. Smiled! Finally I didn’t feel like a burden. I felt free, explosive, I felt alive. And I didn’t want to go back to the way I was, ever.
After my little intervention back then, I was heading home before this man in a suit stopped me.
“Ma’am, I need you to come with me please.” The man said in a stern voice before grabbing my arm a little too harsh and dragging me somewhere before all of sudden a bag was placed around my head.
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Before I knew it, I awoke in a operating room, with restraints around me. In response, I immediately started struggling against my bonds. My survival instincts kicking in.
A doctor approached me with a huge shot full of this blue glittering substance. This only made me fight more against my restraints.
“It’s alright, stop fighting. You’ll be back to normal in no time, my dear.” The doctor said, approaching closer with the shot.
“No! NO! I can’t go back. I won’t! You can’t make me!” I yawped like a madman, I wouldn’t give my new found freedom away so easily.
Suddenly a pinch was felt in my neck as my veins started to burn. My vision and senses grew blurry as the doctor only smiled at this.
“There you go, finally correct. You’ll be a proper member of society again.” His smile was crazed and uncomfortable.
And it happened to be the only unique emotion I felt before I blacked out. My freedom draining away from my veins.