So the prompt from my writing teacher was to take one of those paint swatches cards that people look at when choosing colors and use the names on there to make a story. This one resulted from different shades of yellow.
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I honestly have no idea how I've gotten myself into this mess. Only minutes before I was stranded on an island, but now there was a pirate ship here. And I was now on said boat because I wanted the pirate gold, or pirate booty.
They caught me though and threatened to cut off my hands, but I plead with them not to. Unfortunately for me, the men were hungry and wanted me to cook for them to let me go. Even worse for me was that I couldn't cook and blew up a stove before. But I could use that to my advantage.
Off to the kitchen I went deciding to cook up the one things I knew could blow up anything: spicy banana pepper. They suspected nothing as I told them to wait at the front while I went about my business. I poured olive oil on the floor in big amounts. Then I made my ticking time bomb.
"Here it comes boys!" I called out to them with a sickly sweet voice. I pushed it out with a broom and waited for it to blow. Screams erupted from the front, and I ran to the back of the boat to grab the gold.
"Who let out the extra virgin?" someone cried out, and I laughed menially. Grabbing as much gold as I could, I peered at the front to see the men in pain before jumping off and swimming back to the island hiding under the shaded fern. I watched their boat sink as white raindrops fell from the sky.
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A Short Story Collection #Wattys2018
Short Story***NO LONGER RECEIVING NEW UPDATES; DISCONTINUED*** I'm in a writing class, and we do writing exercises where we write a short story in about fifteen minutes or less. I've decided to put together the short stories I've done on Wattpad. I've also r...
