Write a story that begins and ends with someone looking up at the stars.
Two Lights in the Dark
Tag: short story
Part 10: She Wanted Different
When she awoke, she felt broken. There was no door, and the jump from the window didn't look any more appealing, nor did the dragon look more comforting. Things were as they always were. Except worse. Because she knew different now. She knew what was out there, and what she was missing. How could she … Continue reading Part 10: She Wanted Different
Part 9: An Attempt
The week was up, and still the boy didn't return. Worry became the girl's constant state. Where was he? Why hadn't he returned? Was he truly angry with her? Or was something else keeping him away? Well, nothing had kept him away before. So that last worry was quickly debunked. No, there could only be … Continue reading Part 9: An Attempt
Part 3: And So They Met
Neither the girl, nor the boy could quite believe what they were seeing. The former thought she must still be dreaming, and that if she even dared to blink, she'd awake in her bed, to the same sounds she was accustomed to hearing. The latter was trying to understand the situation he was currently in, … Continue reading Part 3: And So They Met
Part 2: The Boy
In that same far away land, long ago, there lived a boy with his mother. His father had died many moons before but left his mother and him a sum of money large enough to keep them comfortable. And, with the money his mother made from her art pieces beloved all over the village, the … Continue reading Part 2: The Boy
Part 1: The Girl
Long ago, in a far away land, there lived a girl all alone in a tower, surrounded by a lush forest. At the base of the tower, a dragon was stationed, and every morning the girl would look out her window and hear the snores and see the curling tendrils of smoke rising from the … Continue reading Part 1: The Girl
An Old Friend
Today's prompt: Pick a really memorable person from your childhood. Describe them. Avoid adverbs.
Who Are You
George suffered from schizophrenia for years before an official diagnosis was made. It changed him completely. I could no longer recognise my husband. And after he was dismissed from psychiatric care, it only got worse. For months he stayed home, ate very little, if at all, ignored the doctor’s orders. He just walked around, none … Continue reading Who Are You
A Night to Forget
Today's prompt: "Pretend you're a recovering alcoholic who falls off the wagon at a high school reunion. Start your story with 'I hadn't had a drink in nearly ten years' and end it with 'If only I could remember where I left my pants.' I kind of wrote, not really knowing where it was going. So, with that in mind, enjoy!
Some Things Never Change
I walked to the lake today. The sun had barely risen, and the world was quiet. Unmoving. I saw you in every parked car I passed. Turning the volume down to a respectable level. Both hands tight on the steering wheel, in the 10-2 formation our mother taught us, that I never listened to, that … Continue reading Some Things Never Change
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