Writing Promts
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Writing Promts
Writing Promts
Okay so I had this idea. Basically what it is, is, anyone can post some writing promt or story starter, and then others can write a short story from that and post it in a reply.
Anyone in?
submitted by Misti, age XIII, Rainbows & Stardust
(September 18, 2015 - 9:23 pm)
(September 18, 2015 - 9:23 pm)
Cool idea! Here's a prompt...
First sentence: I can't look. I just can't. It's too terrifying. But I know I have to. I take a deep breath, and I turn around to face foward.
(September 19, 2015 - 4:13 pm)
Staring straight into the mirror I stare at the thing entrapped behind the silvery layers. Her hair-my hair- is greased back into a tight ponytail. My face is sharp and angular with a dirty little nose and yellowing teeth. My green eyes, that I once prized so much, are violet, a burning yellow-gold color that is terrifying. Yellow with a thin black slit, like a snake's eye. A hunter's eye, the eye of a calculating thing, a thing that will not stop until it has done what it must. Just as I will do what I must.
Gone is the good little Tizi, who smiles sweetly and asks politely. Gone is the cheerful little girl who has a crush on Janur. Gone is the daughter of the Korlis. Gone is the girl. I am a machine now. I did what I must, and it is better this way. I cannot live as Tizi anymore. Not when Janur and Szur and my mother- Tizi's mother- and Tizi's father and the people of the Silver Skin are all dead, dead and gone, the Star Crystal shattered into shards, the magic of hiding ripped to pieces, the Last Magic People massacred, butchered unjustly for no reason except they were not human. HUMANS. I take a deep breath, and wipe away the tears dribbling down my cheeks. It doesn't matter anymore. It doesn't matter what happened now, I just have to let the Zuri I summoned and bonded with take over. She will follow my orders and truely the last of the Magic will be gone from this earth... good luck to you, traterious humans.
"Goodbye, Earth," I say and let the Zuri take over.
(September 20, 2015 - 12:38 pm)
Tip-top-double-hop
(September 19, 2015 - 9:00 pm)
First sentence: OMYGOSHOMYGOSH I'MGONNADIEI'MGONNADIE HHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLPPPPPP!!!!!!!
(September 21, 2015 - 4:24 pm)
"No, you are not. You are NOT going to panic-- STOP PANICKING OR SO HELP ME I WILL TELL TIFFANY WHAT YOU DID TO THE DOG," I snap. Mally and Connor immediately stop screaming. "There. Are we good now?" the twins nod, and I grasp their hands. "On the count of three, one, two, three!"
I teleport us onto shore. "I'm never getting used to that," Connor sighs, his wet blond hair flipping over his face.
"Oh come on. So the plane got shot down. Now all we need to do is fing the Amulet of Utter Uselessness, destroy it on the Anvil of Breaking Things, and find the Random Boat of Getting Off the Island!" Mally cheers.
"Who named these things?" I ask, looking at the map. Yes, this is for real. Mally isn't making these names up. I roll my eyes. "Let's go, and if I miss the release of Legacy of the Void because of this, I am going to be so mad at this Amulet of Utter Uselessness."
Connor jumps up. "Yeah, we can't miss the release! We gotta be there before the servers crash!"
I shake my head. "For Narnia and all that jazz, let's go destroy this Amulet of Uselessness."
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First sentence: I knew this was a bad idea...
(September 21, 2015 - 5:57 pm)
Breathing. Deep breathing. Why am I breathing? Why do I need to breath?... Breath, breath, breath.
(September 21, 2015 - 7:08 pm)