“I wasn’t even there that night. Well okay I was, but not for the whole time. Not for the part of the accident anyway. I was in a fight, you see, with my girlfriend. And she was there, at the party. So naturally I had to go over there because, you know, it wasn’t …
Go to the Merriam-Webster Word of the Day web site, and write a story based on that word.
March 18- Fetter: a chain or shackle for the feet, something that confines: restraint I notice my hands first. They are white. I am outside. The temperature, I estimate, is below freezing and it’s some time close to morning. I cough once and spit out a thick blood-filled saliva. I roll over onto my back …
A vivid childhood memory from the child’s perspective
Today I turn five years old. I'm in a tie-dye one piece bathing suit sitting in the sand next to my cousin who has already been five for six months. It's the beginning of summer but the freckles on my cheeks and nose have already popped out. I reach over to my cousins hair and …
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Describe a professor coming on to one of his students
Meredith stands in front of the small mirror in her dorm room adjusting her bra and pulling down her sweater so that only a teasing amount of cleavage shows. She clips the majority of the front strands of her honey brown hair back with a large clip, leaving a few wisps around the edges of …
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Write a story that ends with the line “This is the room where it happened.”
MARCH 2012 Kyle bought the house on Lemon Tree Road two weeks ago. It was officially his - the mortgage, the driveway, the willow tree on the side, the front door with the chipped paint, the mailbox, the patches of crab grass in the front yard, and all three bedrooms and two and a half …
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It’s a big, raucous house party of drunken high school students. Describe the scene in three ways: a teen at the party, a police officer, and a parent of a teen at the party.
It’s 11:21. My eyes are wide open. I’m laying in the dark of my bedroom next to my husband. How can he be asleep right now? Am I the only parent in the world worried out of my mind every single Friday night? I told Jenna 11:30. I better hear that garage door open in …
Write a story based on the title of your favorite song.
Mr. Brightside by The Killers James wears a white button down to work everyday. He works in an office. At 19, he swore he wasn’t the type, but ten years later, James sits at his desk staring at the keyboard. Five obituaries have to be sent to his editor before the noon hour. It’s 10:00 …
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The time you were the most terrified- your knees were knocking, your heart was racing, you could barely stand to be in your own skin
It’s a Friday night and I’m driving up the highway with my two friends on our way to a party. We got the music on and we’re letting go of the stressful week and getting ourselves pumped up. My one friend and I had already started drinking so the other one drove. We’re about twenty …
Write a short story in which you are the villain.
I hear their boots shuffling on the thin carpet. I inhale through my nose and out my mouth trying to settle my heart rate. It’s dark in here except for the thin strip of light streaming in through the bottom of the door. The boots are louder now. Inhale. Exhale. It’s now or never. I …
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Write a story that starts with a rumor.
"You had sex with my sister." My stomach drops. My heart pumps into over drive. I can feel the blood drain from my cheeks and a prickly sensation form on the back of my neck. Moisture accumulates on my palms and under my arms. My mouth tightens. I can't speak. I can't defend myself. I …
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