WRITING OBSTACLE

Write a multi-POV story from the perspective of three different people across the globe looking at the same thing.

What could they all be looking at and how might they percieve it differently?

You Have Reached The Wrong Destination

-Space-

The ship sailed towards the ozone layer, its captain checking the map to make sure it’s the right place.

“Golorb pador falom pe??” It looks to its colleague who gives a shrug. The captain sighs realising they’ve arrived at the wrong destination. It goes to change course, but realises they’ve used up all their fuel getting to this planet far out from where they were headed.

The captain looks to its colleague with a scowl before proceeding to slap them on the cheek with its tendril.

“Wol pi mor gasta!!!” It flails its four vines into the air as the colleague runs their leaf over their sore cheek before looking down at the planet below.

“Er gok lon do?” They ask the captain.

The captain sighs and stretches one of its appendages across the room before grabbing a small purple coin which it inserts into the dash board.

“Terra” an automated voice confirms.

“Terra” the two creatures say in unison as they take in the blue marble below them.

-England-

Ryan looks up to the night sky, shopping bag in one hand, freshly opened can of beer in the other. His eyes bulge in shock as he stares at the silvery object above. He’s never been one to believe in aliens and he’s not going to start now.

He looks down at the can in his hand and scampers over to the closet bin before lobbing it in.

“Dodgy beers making me see things” he shakes his head as he carries on his way home refusing to look above him.

“New Zealand-

“I reckon it’s aliens!” Kai says to his sister.

“Aliens? Nah it can’t be they only go to America.”

“Ah yeah you’re right. What is it then?”

Annie raises a hand above her eyes to stop the glare of the sun on the metallic object. Not that it does much good.

“Hopefully new satellite, the reception out here is rubbish.”

She carries on leaving Kai behind as he stares up at the ship.

“Fancy” he shrugs as he follows his sister’s lead.

-Mexico-

Paulo makes the sign of the cross and places a kiss on his rosarie as he kneels on the ground his eyes facing away from the sky.

He begins to whisper a prayer as other people in the street begin to do the same.

Matías looks over at the commotion with a sceptical look before looking up to the sky and seeing what all the drama is about.

He immediately pulls out his phone and points it up to the sky. He starts streaming the stationary object to his followers as thousands of messages pop up saying they can see it too.

-Space-

A notification pops up on the console and the captain clicks accept. Matías’ video among hundreds of others appear on the screen and the colleague smiles awkwardly as they look away from the captain.

“Digbo!” The captain exclaims as it slaps the colleague yet again, this time all four of its vines snapping simultaneously.

The colleague cries out in pain as they too raise their vines and begin to whip at the captain. The two get into a fight and send the ship rocking back and forth before one the eight vines knocks a button and the ship goes hurtling towards Terra.

They look at each other wide eyed before holding each other firmly, screaming as they head down straight towards a place that pops up in red flashing lights saying Nevada.

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