Write a scene in which the protagonist is wrongly accused of conspiring to cause a big accident.

    “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 …

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 …

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 …

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 …