Originally Day 9 of my 30 Day Writing Challenge:
Write a story that has the following words: mask, armor, and steal.
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Jackie (that’s what I called him) was an average ordinary kid who could steal your heart with those big brown, puppy dog eyes and a smile that lit up the room. But something happened a few months ago that took away those vibrant eyes and his smile. I asked, “what’s going on?”
“Nothing,” was always his reply.
“Well, when you want to talk, I’ll be here,” was always my response.
I sent him to a therapist because, really what teenage boy wants to talk to his mom? After the first few sessions Dr. Collins and I met for an update on Jackie’s progress or lack thereof. Read More…
This was originally Day 9 prompt of my 30 Day Writing Challenge. It is far from complete. There are quite a few things I plan on ferreting out of this initial piece. So, I hope you’ll stay tuned over the next few weeks. And by all means, please feel free to leave comments.
Prompt: Write a story that contains the following words: mask, armor, and steal.
“Jimmie. Hurry up!” Katie whispered.
“I’m moving as fast as I can,” I yelled back.
“Shhh. Keep your voice down.” Read More…
30 Day Writing Challenge Prompt: Write a story that takes place in an airport terminal
“Stop!” the security officer yells. “We’ve got a runner at Gate 14” he radios
Suddenly the terminal fills with police, FBI, and Air Marshall’s. However, the runner alludes them every step of the way. Suddenly the runner gets knocked to the ground.
“I have to get on that plane,” the runner says trying get free from being pinned to the ground. “My son is being kidnapped. Please, I have to get on that plane.” Read More…
Day 2: Tell about a character who lost something important to him/her.
“We’re playin’ for pinks,” Russell said.
“Pinks?” said Tony.
“Yeah. What did you think we were playin’ for?” Russel snapped.
“I wasn’t told we were playing for pinks.”
“Well, we are. You in or out?”
Tony was pretty good at poker, but wasn’t sure about this. If he lost it would mean that he would lose not only his pride and joy but his father’s too; a 1967 Read More…
Day 1: Select a book at random and use the last sentence of the story as the first line of your new story.
Then he turned back the way he had come walking out of step with the others and headed alone into the city. “It was the perfect time,” he thought. They were so caught up in the events of the day no one noticed he turned on his heels and walked away. Walked away from the only life he had known. ”
He found himself in the park sitting on a bench overlooking the statue of Mayor Tammeron, Read More…