October 2017 archive

100 word challenge #30

Prompt: …as the door slammed, I knew…
Story:
The harsh wind blew through my hair as I turned away, holding back my tears. The scene played over and over in my mind, the shouting, the screaming and then the silence. The horrible, cruel words that were exchanged, people lashing out at one another like tigers, pouncing upon their prey. I didn’t know what any of it meant, I was too young. But as the door slammed, I knew. I didn’t know exactly what had happened, but I did know that everything had changed. I knew that the wounds made were too deep to recover from. I knew that from this moment on, my life would be different. I would never forget that moment. Ever.

100 word challenge #29

Prompt:

Story:
The cool, clear water, surrounded by the tall maple trees, covered in masses of reds, browns and yellows, painted a beautiful picture in anyone’s mind when they were told of Lake Monumio, beside Mount. Monumio. But anyone who goes to visit it, has a very different opinion on the country-side town. The cool, clear water is now polluted, people had thrown their rubbish, and anything they didn’t want in. The tall maple trees that were once covered in masses of reds, browns and yellows, had been cut down too make more houses, for more people to live in, more people to ruin the nature that once covered the landscape.

100 word challenge #28

Prompt: Describe your most treasured item without actually giving away what it is.
Story:
I look at the black cord lying on my bed. My hand runs over the cool, dented metal as I slip it into my pocket. I feel the jagged edge digging into my skin. It doesn’t hurt though. It’s more like a gentle reminder that it’s there. Like it’s begging me not to let it be forgotten as it’s duplicate was. I couldn’t help the fact that the other was forgotten though. It wasn’t in my control. It just shows that no matter how close two things or people are, they can still drift apart.
(This isn’t my most treasured item, I couldn’t think of mine so I did it about what someone’s could be.)