I've been posting a lot of Vital Vocabs lately, but this wasn't really meant to be a Vital Vocab blog. It was meant to be a writing [and sometimes miscellaneous] blog. So, here's some writing. (And sometimes miscellaneous?)
A lot of things I do for English, but I'm also in a Creative Writing class. Every class we do a warm-up "Writers Notebook" activity. (Basically, our teacher gives us some sort of challenge or prompt to start the class with.) This week, there was one called a "Write-Around." We each wrote the opening sentences of a story, then passed it around the class, each person adding a bit to the plot. And so, after some minor editing, I ended up with this.
Writers Notebook 10 - Write Around
((I only wrote the first three sentences and last four paragraphs of this - we had to conclude the stories on our own.))
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Trees towered high over the river’s edge, tall spindles of pine. A yellow and orange dusk
was falling, and the air slowly gained its distinctive evening chill. There was a broken down
bridge, threatening to tumble into the water. It was beautiful.
Anna felt a warm breath hit her shoulder and she glanced around, but no one was there. She turned and watched the river slowly flow down the stream. Anna was glad to get away from her controlling parents for a little while. Suddenly she heard sticks crack.
“Hey, Anna. I hear that you want to get away from your parents,” said her ex-boyfriend, “maybe I can help.”
“John, we broke up for a reason. Now stop stalking me like a shadow!” Anna screamed out at him.
“Ya but, thats all in the past.” He said making matters worse. She got up and started to walk away. Anna took one step, and BAM! John ran right into her and forcefully slammed his lips upon hers. She tried to escape, but she was to weak. She always was too weak. She was trembling, her whole body filled with fear. I better think quickly, if I ever want to get out of this situation. The last place in the whole wide world she would want to be was right here, right then.
Anna started screaming at the top of her lungs, the sound echoing off the mountain walls. “Help! Help! Help! Get me out of here.” She began to run, run faster than she ever had before. John kept chasing her. She heard him panting in the distance.
As she ran, her oversized shoes began to trip her up. She knew that she shouldn’t have worn those shoes. They were slowing her down, so she kicked off her shoes and began to run faster. She was always super fast in track and field.
John was stumbling over grass and roots, but still trailing after her. Anna stopped and ducked around behind a boulder, knowing he couldn’t see her.
“Come on baby,” he said, “you don’t wanna hide from me.” Quietly, Anna picked up a stone, then climbed on top of the rock. He didn’t even look up. “Come on now, where’d you go?” he blundered, completely oblivious. Anna tensed, took aim, held her breath.
She dropped the stone directly on his head.
“UHG--” John dropped to the ground, unconscious. Quickly, Anna took out her cell phone. It was time to call the police.
So. Attempted rape. Okay, class. But so I know this isn't my best work; I only really edited it for grammar. It was a fun assignment though, seeing what a simple setting could turn into when passed by a bunch of different writers. I'm curious to see what I did to everybody else's stories, too, because when we were done and people got their stories back, I heard things like "oh wow, my story got violent," and "that's so sad, my character fell into a ditch!" and I just kind of sat there like, "oh, I did that...."
But so anyways, thanks for reading, as always. Until next time, my friends!
-Allie
P.S: if anyone would like to see it, my waifu posted a sad coupling of one-shots we wrote on her blog, here. (Should I post my one-shots? They're mostly Anthony-related and poorly explained.)
P.P.S: sorry if the formatting on any of my posts is screwy. I've kinda been trying to teach myself HTML lately. (for anyone similarly interested, this is a beautiful website. enjoy yourselves.)
Anna felt a warm breath hit her shoulder and she glanced around, but no one was there. She turned and watched the river slowly flow down the stream. Anna was glad to get away from her controlling parents for a little while. Suddenly she heard sticks crack.
“Hey, Anna. I hear that you want to get away from your parents,” said her ex-boyfriend, “maybe I can help.”
“John, we broke up for a reason. Now stop stalking me like a shadow!” Anna screamed out at him.
“Ya but, thats all in the past.” He said making matters worse. She got up and started to walk away. Anna took one step, and BAM! John ran right into her and forcefully slammed his lips upon hers. She tried to escape, but she was to weak. She always was too weak. She was trembling, her whole body filled with fear. I better think quickly, if I ever want to get out of this situation. The last place in the whole wide world she would want to be was right here, right then.
Anna started screaming at the top of her lungs, the sound echoing off the mountain walls. “Help! Help! Help! Get me out of here.” She began to run, run faster than she ever had before. John kept chasing her. She heard him panting in the distance.
As she ran, her oversized shoes began to trip her up. She knew that she shouldn’t have worn those shoes. They were slowing her down, so she kicked off her shoes and began to run faster. She was always super fast in track and field.
John was stumbling over grass and roots, but still trailing after her. Anna stopped and ducked around behind a boulder, knowing he couldn’t see her.
“Come on baby,” he said, “you don’t wanna hide from me.” Quietly, Anna picked up a stone, then climbed on top of the rock. He didn’t even look up. “Come on now, where’d you go?” he blundered, completely oblivious. Anna tensed, took aim, held her breath.
She dropped the stone directly on his head.
“UHG--” John dropped to the ground, unconscious. Quickly, Anna took out her cell phone. It was time to call the police.
So. Attempted rape. Okay, class. But so I know this isn't my best work; I only really edited it for grammar. It was a fun assignment though, seeing what a simple setting could turn into when passed by a bunch of different writers. I'm curious to see what I did to everybody else's stories, too, because when we were done and people got their stories back, I heard things like "oh wow, my story got violent," and "that's so sad, my character fell into a ditch!" and I just kind of sat there like, "oh, I did that...."
But so anyways, thanks for reading, as always. Until next time, my friends!
-Allie
P.S: if anyone would like to see it, my waifu posted a sad coupling of one-shots we wrote on her blog, here. (Should I post my one-shots? They're mostly Anthony-related and poorly explained.)
P.P.S: sorry if the formatting on any of my posts is screwy. I've kinda been trying to teach myself HTML lately. (for anyone similarly interested, this is a beautiful website. enjoy yourselves.)
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