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⁂ (1) A storm destroys your uncle's shed and kills his six-year-old son. Describe the colour of the sky right before the storm hit. ⁂ 27/11/19
⁂ (2) You have just swallowed your pride and done something you didn't want to do. Your friend wants to know why. The two of you are driving around an almost-full parking garage looking for a space for the friend's oversized pick-up. Write the scene. ⁂ 27/11/19 ⁂ (3) A man jumps from the fortieth story of a building. As he's passing the twenty-eighth floor, he hears a phone ring and regrets that he jumps. Why? ⁂ 27/11/19
⁂ (4) The long lost roommate ⁂ 27/11/19
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🔵17. A storm destroys your uncle's shed and kills his six-year-old son. Describe the colour of the sky right before the storm hit.🔵 Word count - 172
Dark, angry clouds closed in on the sky above; like a predator, scoping out its prey. The daunting iron colors made the once royal blue sky seem like a distant memory and the heavens above were feeble and helpless to stop what was to come. Amongst the shady azure were flocks of bronze speeding through the sky - the birds were fleeing away from the presence of a soon to come monster. Terrifying blacks and silvers consumed the atmosphere, cackling at the people below who were running to seek shelter. The colors danced wildly with the rough winds, as though an insane jig that would burn off their feet if they dared to stop. The sun had been kidnapped - taken away with a shield of protection over its eyes, it was going to be too intense for even the biggest star to witness. Violent violets, antagonizing auburn and sullen saffrons swirled around in the ethereal, they were hostile, relentless, and unable to feel remorse. A raging storm was about to strike. ............................
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🔵12. You have just swallowed your pride and done something you didn't want to do. Your friend wants to know why. The two of you are driving around an almost-full parking garage looking for a space for the friend's oversized pick-up. Write the scene. 🔵 Word count - 493 trigger warning - Discussion about grief
It was a cold December evening - the kind of biting temperature that forces your body to dance and leaves icicles in the cracks between your bones. I was sitting in the passenger seat of my best friend's truck. 365 days ago, this passenger seat was where I slept most nights, the cushions underneath were indented perfectly with my form, but now, I was a stranger. A cluster of black seemed to surround the car; the ebony skies perfectly on par with my thoughts. The headlights were the only solace from the darkness, both from the car park and from my own mind.
