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The Picture/Sentence Challenge
The Picture/Sentence Challenge
The August writing challenge pays homage to high school creative writng classes. You know that English teacher, the one who runs the school literary magazine, recites poetry on a whim while walking the halls, and wears a beret 40% of the time? This one’s for him:
The Picture/Sentence Challenge
Check out this picture. (http://www.flickr.com/photos/arnar/401870469/) Take a minute to study it. Absorb the story it evokes. Now read this sentence:
“We found ... more »
The August writing challenge pays homage to high school creative writng classes. You know that English teacher, the one who runs the school literary magazine, recites poetry on a whim while walking the halls, and wears a beret 40% of the time? This one’s for him:
The Picture/Sentence Challenge
Check out this picture. (http://www.flickr.com/photos/arnar/401870469/) Take a minute to study it. Absorb the story it evokes. Now read this sentence:
“We found ... more »
GIVE FEEDBACK
11/7/2011 1:51 PM PST
Oops, disregard that last comment..
11/7/2011 1:50 PM PST
Guys, I'm pretty sure Brian sent out a message to everyone about how he was in the military or something and wouldn't be on a while...
10/31/2011 2:05 PM PDT
BRIAN, WHERE ARE YOU?? I DIDN'T GET TO JOIN THIS ONE, AS I WAS IN THE HOSPITAL, BUT I'M ANXIOS TO GET TO THE NEW ONE THAT SHOULD HAVE STARTED TWO MONTHS AGO...
WHAT'S UP?
COPYING NYTEZ'S EMOTE OF PURE FRUSTRATION HERE:
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WHAT'S UP?
COPYING NYTEZ'S EMOTE OF PURE FRUSTRATION HERE:
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10/20/2011 6:15 PM PDT
I wasn't able to get into the mindset to join this challenge but I enjoy getting involved and am desperately awaiting the next challenge. I'm sure no one would be upset if maybe the event's not been finished because you've not had time to read the works or you've been unable to decide a winner or you've had some issues with accessing the site etc. Even if you can't think of something new or something fresh for the next challenge, social ettiquette dictates that you at least give everyone a reason WHY. It's rude to do this sort of thing. People can be quite attached to their writing and quite proud of their work. This could mean something to someone and they've been let down by disorganisation or carelesness.
I know that you owe nothing to me because I'm not a participant of this specific challenge and you aren't obligated to create a new challenge for my own enjoyment, but there are people here who've put work into this and you DO owe them the courtesy of finishing what you set out to do, when you set out to do it. They've supported your site and your ideas and put effort into this competition to make it a success. The least you can do is what you said you would or acknowledge that you know things aren't ideal and try to rectify whatever problem is present that is inhibiting your ability to follow through with what you promised to deliver.
Thank you and goodnight.
I know that you owe nothing to me because I'm not a participant of this specific challenge and you aren't obligated to create a new challenge for my own enjoyment, but there are people here who've put work into this and you DO owe them the courtesy of finishing what you set out to do, when you set out to do it. They've supported your site and your ideas and put effort into this competition to make it a success. The least you can do is what you said you would or acknowledge that you know things aren't ideal and try to rectify whatever problem is present that is inhibiting your ability to follow through with what you promised to deliver.
Thank you and goodnight.
10/17/2011 10:09 PM PDT
Yeah. At least post the next challenge...
Epic smiley, btw, Nytes. :P
Epic smiley, btw, Nytes. :P
10/16/2011 4:11 PM PDT
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Please, I'm desperate and may be going insane. >: ]
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Y U NO TELL US WINNERS
Please, I'm desperate and may be going insane. >: ]
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10/11/2011 6:01 PM PDT
Plot:
Seriously... I'm kind of ticked right now... I mean it's been well over a month and yet we have no answer... Cindi was right, this is a cheap drive by low rater, (as in people come just to rate other submissions badly so they get less traffic), and the project leader isn't doing anything to stop it... Nor has he made any advances on choosing a group of winners... It's been over two months actually... I'm fairly sure others share my feelings. I'm sorry to everyone who thought we'd get someone to congratulate but obviously that won't happen... I seriously don't get this... These contests never last this long.
Seriously... I'm kind of ticked right now... I mean it's been well over a month and yet we have no answer... Cindi was right, this is a cheap drive by low rater, (as in people come just to rate other submissions badly so they get less traffic), and the project leader isn't doing anything to stop it... Nor has he made any advances on choosing a group of winners... It's been over two months actually... I'm fairly sure others share my feelings. I'm sorry to everyone who thought we'd get someone to congratulate but obviously that won't happen... I seriously don't get this... These contests never last this long.
10/11/2011 5:57 PM PDT
Are we still waiting on a winner?! It has been a MONTH AND A HALF!!! When did WeBook become so half-assed?!
10/7/2011 11:23 PM PDT
We found the boat in late afternoon , the sky weathering blue the silence of no human around ..only the brown wet seaweeds hubering the ground ..the old used up ship wrecked upon the sandy shores . I can vision this old ship upon the deep blue sea , sailing , sailing far into the sea - wind blowin , the light but slient whistle the wind brings , the motion of the waves crashin upon the ships side ..as if the ocean was angry for my trust passing .
rocking the boat from side to side .. I vision one man standing upon the the bow pulling on the ships ropes while the sail rises to the top, the end so it can go no further ..The single man reaches to the bench below and lowers himself to sit down .. Looking into the sea farther , yet farther beyound - the expression uopn this mans face is perplexing ..as I try to imagion what this man is thinking and I look beyond as he did ..my mind fades to a peacefulness ..yet the wind blowing across my face , the splashs of the oceans upon the clothes worn that day .. yet this wetness with the breeze makes my body shiver .. It feels cold and yet the ocean and I have been long time friends . I seem to enjoy the worlds nature above and below ..the beauty at times is unexplainable ..My day seems to end fast while I sail away deep , yet deeper into the ocean not relizing the minutes have turned into hours .. and yet I have a long jorney back ,back to the hectic world moving so fast .. I will sail the long jorney home .taking my time hopeing the beauty lasts .I will enjoy my vist this time around ..remembering the oceans whisper ,
The ocean is this mans best friend . upon the shore I wake and relize I was in a dream that looked and felt so real .. yet we found the boat in late afternoon .
rocking the boat from side to side .. I vision one man standing upon the the bow pulling on the ships ropes while the sail rises to the top, the end so it can go no further ..The single man reaches to the bench below and lowers himself to sit down .. Looking into the sea farther , yet farther beyound - the expression uopn this mans face is perplexing ..as I try to imagion what this man is thinking and I look beyond as he did ..my mind fades to a peacefulness ..yet the wind blowing across my face , the splashs of the oceans upon the clothes worn that day .. yet this wetness with the breeze makes my body shiver .. It feels cold and yet the ocean and I have been long time friends . I seem to enjoy the worlds nature above and below ..the beauty at times is unexplainable ..My day seems to end fast while I sail away deep , yet deeper into the ocean not relizing the minutes have turned into hours .. and yet I have a long jorney back ,back to the hectic world moving so fast .. I will sail the long jorney home .taking my time hopeing the beauty lasts .I will enjoy my vist this time around ..remembering the oceans whisper ,
The ocean is this mans best friend . upon the shore I wake and relize I was in a dream that looked and felt so real .. yet we found the boat in late afternoon .
10/7/2011 10:19 PM PDT
Ayeyey, these guys are laaaaaate. :P
10/6/2011 7:32 AM PDT
I think this site went to the dogs. Woof!
10/5/2011 8:54 PM PDT
when you announce the winners? There were a lot of really good stories in this one, I'd like to know who got the nod please!
10/1/2011 12:13 PM PDT
Who won? who do I congratulate?
9/20/2011 3:28 PM PDT
Ditto to the previous post. The anticipation is agonizing!
9/19/2011 8:32 PM PDT
*Waits silently for the results of the long-since ended competition*
Dear you,
Hi, it's Kurt, and what I'm about to say is probably on the minds of some of the other writers and readers of this site... Who won? When will the list be posted? Will we ever know? These questions are very important to us and the answers just as much... I've looked for days to see if the results of this fabulous contest have been released ANYwhere, to no avail... I myself was in a creative writing class so it's important that I get these results because they're just so dear to me... I enjoyed the contest and participating but it's really odd just sitting here and not knowing exactly what comes next... I mean... The contest was great, after all, but the lack of answers is kind of annoying me... It ended August thirty-first... I'm not going to say that it should have been simple to read all of the entries and pick the best one... But I am growing restless with this constant thought nagging in my head, 'maybe the results are posted today...' yet, when I search, I find nothing... I really don't know what to do... Apparently I'm supposed to sit here and wait until the answers come... But it's been such a long and agonizing wait... If I'm mistaken and the results are actually posted somewhere, could someone please divert me to the location of this list? As far as I know, the winners haven't been announced anywhere... I enjoy reading the entries but I only have like two left to read, and with only less than one-thousand words left, I doubt that it will be long enough to hold me until the winners are given credit and a proper public notice.
-Kurt
Thank you...
Dear you,
Hi, it's Kurt, and what I'm about to say is probably on the minds of some of the other writers and readers of this site... Who won? When will the list be posted? Will we ever know? These questions are very important to us and the answers just as much... I've looked for days to see if the results of this fabulous contest have been released ANYwhere, to no avail... I myself was in a creative writing class so it's important that I get these results because they're just so dear to me... I enjoyed the contest and participating but it's really odd just sitting here and not knowing exactly what comes next... I mean... The contest was great, after all, but the lack of answers is kind of annoying me... It ended August thirty-first... I'm not going to say that it should have been simple to read all of the entries and pick the best one... But I am growing restless with this constant thought nagging in my head, 'maybe the results are posted today...' yet, when I search, I find nothing... I really don't know what to do... Apparently I'm supposed to sit here and wait until the answers come... But it's been such a long and agonizing wait... If I'm mistaken and the results are actually posted somewhere, could someone please divert me to the location of this list? As far as I know, the winners haven't been announced anywhere... I enjoy reading the entries but I only have like two left to read, and with only less than one-thousand words left, I doubt that it will be long enough to hold me until the winners are given credit and a proper public notice.
-Kurt
Thank you...
9/13/2011 6:36 PM PDT
Only six of us left...
We found the boat in late afternoon just as the sun was starting to set in the sky. If the boat was empty; then maybe we could be safe for the rest of the night.
"Come on lets find out if it's safe inside" Margo commented as she started limping faster towards the boat.
There were only seven of us left. We were tired and hungry. Just not hungry enough to eat each other. We carried what little supplies we had left on our backs. Always on the look out for food and how to not end up as food for something else.
"Come on Tommy give me a boost up." Margo tried to see over the rail but was too short and her injury prevented her from climbing up on her own.
Tommy gave her an apprehensive look. "It doesn't look safe to me."
"We will never find out unless someone goes in and looks." Shelly said as she climbed over the railing and dissappeared into the top blue cabin.
The rest of us waited and waited and waited. We called her name but no one answered us back. Shelly never came back out.
There was no noise, just eerie stillness that seemed to engulf us whole.
"I got a really bad feeling about this. Maybe we should just go." Fear, deep and cold, crept into my stomach. My mind screamed 'leave now OR it's too late'.
"What about Shelly, she still has not come back out." Tommy looked around hoping for support from the rest of us.
"It is not safe here. It is time to go." My voice never waivered, it was just steady and flat. Refusing to betray the fear I felt.
"I'm scared." Little suzie whimpered.
"Shelly!" Still no answer.
"Time to move on." I picked up my baq strapped it over my shoulders and proceeded to walk away.
Slowly the rest caught up to me. No one said a word. Silently though my mind screamed out...
'ONLY SIX OF US LEFT!
We found the boat in late afternoon just as the sun was starting to set in the sky. If the boat was empty; then maybe we could be safe for the rest of the night.
"Come on lets find out if it's safe inside" Margo commented as she started limping faster towards the boat.
There were only seven of us left. We were tired and hungry. Just not hungry enough to eat each other. We carried what little supplies we had left on our backs. Always on the look out for food and how to not end up as food for something else.
"Come on Tommy give me a boost up." Margo tried to see over the rail but was too short and her injury prevented her from climbing up on her own.
Tommy gave her an apprehensive look. "It doesn't look safe to me."
"We will never find out unless someone goes in and looks." Shelly said as she climbed over the railing and dissappeared into the top blue cabin.
The rest of us waited and waited and waited. We called her name but no one answered us back. Shelly never came back out.
There was no noise, just eerie stillness that seemed to engulf us whole.
"I got a really bad feeling about this. Maybe we should just go." Fear, deep and cold, crept into my stomach. My mind screamed 'leave now OR it's too late'.
"What about Shelly, she still has not come back out." Tommy looked around hoping for support from the rest of us.
"It is not safe here. It is time to go." My voice never waivered, it was just steady and flat. Refusing to betray the fear I felt.
"I'm scared." Little suzie whimpered.
"Shelly!" Still no answer.
"Time to move on." I picked up my baq strapped it over my shoulders and proceeded to walk away.
Slowly the rest caught up to me. No one said a word. Silently though my mind screamed out...
'ONLY SIX OF US LEFT!
9/11/2011 8:46 AM PDT
Would love to know who the winners were and (re) read them.
9/5/2011 5:06 PM PDT
Who won this challenge? Where can I read the entries?
9/1/2011 2:35 PM PDT
Whatever you guys do, just keep coming up with writing challenges like this, once a month. You already have a decent number of people visiting your site everyday.
Just keeping such stuff on would have your daily traffic in place. If nothing else, its an amazing forum for writers.
You have a mad business plan, but it's needs way more results, for the talk of this site being dead is spreading like wild fire.
Don't lose hope, you are fighting for a good cause; keep up with the good work and we will make this world a better place.
Just keeping such stuff on would have your daily traffic in place. If nothing else, its an amazing forum for writers.
You have a mad business plan, but it's needs way more results, for the talk of this site being dead is spreading like wild fire.
Don't lose hope, you are fighting for a good cause; keep up with the good work and we will make this world a better place.
8/30/2011 10:32 PM PDT
oh! I'm late with this one... I hope they're more, I'll check.
I like this type of challenge
no time for reading any of the entries today though so I can't comment either.
next time.. next time
I like this type of challenge
no time for reading any of the entries today though so I can't comment either.
next time.. next time
8/30/2011 12:35 PM PDT
We found the boat in the late afternoon. Frail and archaic, the forgotten dinghy was slumped in the middle of nowhere, its skin peeling and cracked, a mere skeleton of its former glory. It was almost as if the old sea dog had been waiting for us all along, as we trudged slowly towards it, Mike's chin digging into my shoulder. "This is perfect!" howled Eric in disbelief, the afternoon light sparkling like diamonds in the reflection of his eyes, "We could totally leave the bastard here!" Eric was right. For hours we had been baffled as to where to hide Mike, and with the sun slowly passing over the Reykjavík sky, and Mike's body becoming heavier and rotten, we began to fret. It was almost as if Odin himself had taken pity on us murderers and prearranged for an unappreciative crew to discard the dying vessel in the middle of the countryside many years before. "We'll dump him in there," muttered Eric as he gasped for air when we finally collapsed in front of the ancient creature. People wouldn't come looking for Mike here, Eric reassured me, they would never think of looking in a boat in the middle of nowhere. And they never did. A few hours later, Eric and I had heaved Mike's limp body into the tiny cargo hold, cleaned ourselves up as best we could and never looked back. Sometimes, I admit, I wake up in the middle of the night in a state of paralyzed panic, fearfully wondering if someone had been smart enough to look there. But I always manage to calm myself, reminded that people don't ever try to look in forgotten places for forgotten things. Ever.
8/30/2011 5:35 AM PDT
I would appreciate any feedback...'a Boat in the Rice Field' is mine. What's yours?
8/29/2011 12:01 PM PDT
I would love some feedback on my entry as well, it's called Hope's Landing and it is heavily inspired by Haven and the World of Darkness itself.
8/28/2011 7:14 PM PDT
Wow, I was late with this one.
8/27/2011 7:13 AM PDT
Love this competition. Lots of fun writing it. Can't wait for the next one!
Cheers,
Chris
Cheers,
Chris
8/26/2011 11:58 AM PDT
Feedback for feedback. My entry is called "Our Boat Once More."
8/25/2011 1:03 PM PDT
Three Men
8/24/2011 1:06 PM PDT
i'd like feedback on my book! ..It's a very goood story (:
Thank you!
Thank you!
8/23/2011 4:18 PM PDT
I would love it if all y'all read and reviewed my entry! It's called, "The Haunting of the Black Jade". :) Tell me what you think!
8/22/2011 10:00 PM PDT
I'm new to this site and would love some feedback on my submission to this challenge. It's called "The Answer." I've never really done something quite like this, so feedback would be appreciated :]
8/22/2011 5:03 PM PDT
Read Captain Billyboard's Boat, please. If you comment I will start reading any 1 submission/book that you ask. just title the message: Title. Then send me the name and the link and i will leave feedback in return. Thanjk you.
8/22/2011 3:23 PM PDT
lol@submissions in feed back
Um, I'd love feedback on my submission called "December Heat". PLEASE! I'll return the favor.
Um, I'd love feedback on my submission called "December Heat". PLEASE! I'll return the favor.
8/19/2011 1:48 PM PDT
Don't post your submissions here! Click the 'start new chapter' button!!! Or your submisions don't count! READ THE DIRECTIONS.
8/18/2011 9:59 PM PDT
We found the boat in the late afternoon. We had been searching for it everywhere. Not every old boat built was the same as this one. It was the only boat that made it through the Great Flood and now it lay here in the dried up mud waiting its turn to be placed in our Hall of Fame.
We were delighted to be the first group of Survivors to find it.
We knew that it could not be touched because of its great age. So we just stood and stared at it. The wonderful muted colors, the rotting boards and the peeling paint.
We could not even dream how this wonderful ship specimen would be able to be moved without damaging it further.
Why had it survived at all? The Great Flood! My great grandfather had told me many horrible stories. How the ground broke up and water gushed unceasingly and at the same time something called "rain" poured down too.
Finally the ground was so wet, pools of water stood everywhere until finally everything was covered. All you could see for miles was water. Fortunately, our family had built a large boat. We saved some of the animals from drowning We were on the ship for at least a year..
Eventually the water went down and our ship landed on what once was a mountaintop. Then we began to live again on dry land. Oh, it was great they said. They grew their own food and everyone was happy for awhile.
Then he came and changed everything. Soon he was building great mansions and other monuments to himself. He was never satisfied, always wanting more. Finally there was no more room here, so he decided up in space was the place to be. He moved many people to a faraway place, but then he found that there was no water. So he built big machines, came back and took it all. Soon there was not one drop of water anywhere. All the land became dry and useless and this is what you see now.
We have nothing left but our memories of our green home with sparkling lakes, wide seas, and magnificent waterfalls..
We were delighted to be the first group of Survivors to find it.
We knew that it could not be touched because of its great age. So we just stood and stared at it. The wonderful muted colors, the rotting boards and the peeling paint.
We could not even dream how this wonderful ship specimen would be able to be moved without damaging it further.
Why had it survived at all? The Great Flood! My great grandfather had told me many horrible stories. How the ground broke up and water gushed unceasingly and at the same time something called "rain" poured down too.
Finally the ground was so wet, pools of water stood everywhere until finally everything was covered. All you could see for miles was water. Fortunately, our family had built a large boat. We saved some of the animals from drowning We were on the ship for at least a year..
Eventually the water went down and our ship landed on what once was a mountaintop. Then we began to live again on dry land. Oh, it was great they said. They grew their own food and everyone was happy for awhile.
Then he came and changed everything. Soon he was building great mansions and other monuments to himself. He was never satisfied, always wanting more. Finally there was no more room here, so he decided up in space was the place to be. He moved many people to a faraway place, but then he found that there was no water. So he built big machines, came back and took it all. Soon there was not one drop of water anywhere. All the land became dry and useless and this is what you see now.
We have nothing left but our memories of our green home with sparkling lakes, wide seas, and magnificent waterfalls..
8/17/2011 1:16 PM PDT
<p>We found the boat in late afternoon. My friends were too busy complaining to see the boat at first. It was my idea to take this hike, as I had only recently learned the legend of the boat on the hill. It loitered in that spot, holding its still ground. Facing the water, it yearned for the feeling of floating, to soak in the ocean's water, and to drink once more the sorrows of sailors. <br></p><p>"Guys!" I shouted back at them. Ricky stopped swatting away imaginary spiders, and Freddy wiped the sweat from his brow. "That's it!" My exasperated tone, illustrated the enthusiasm that was needed. It wasn't nearly as big as my brother had said it to be. </p><p>"That's the one?" Freddy asked. I believe he was wondering how this boat became <i>"bigger than our house!'</i> in story. There was still an air of mystery. Ricky initially seemed interested in seeing the blood strewn across the bow from the fishermen that had found the treasure. Freddy couldn't believe that this little boat was responsible for the deaths of over two hundred people, and I couldn't wait to see what ghosts might appear, or what treasures we may find that could have been left.</p><p>We walked slowly towards the boat, allowing every detail to seer into or minds. <br></p>
8/11/2011 12:45 AM PDT
Never mind about the prize I just enjoy the challenge.
8/8/2011 1:50 PM PDT
Finally another challenge to my liking, I hope you guys will check my post. Upon 15 comments I will reveal what bizar thought inspired me to write this story and what actually happened to my MC.
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8/7/2011 11:04 AM PDT
Shana: I think what irks me the most is that the project leader does know who it is and can stop it and just refuses to do so. Seriously though, you have a much bigger fan base than I do so I'm sure you will do fine. Your writing is so good, those looking for your sub will find it.
8/6/2011 10:21 PM PDT
Cindi: I told you I shouldn't advertise being missed by the child. I had a 5 and now I have a 3. No numbers to the right of the decimals, so someone obviously gave me a 1. Being lower on the list, I don't have the traffic to support and readjust the low rating that "it" gives me on every challenge. Very few pieces EVER deserve a one, and if a piece is truly that weak, the author needs a comment to help develop skills that are lacking. If a one is dropped without comment, it's just plain malice.
8/6/2011 3:57 PM PDT
This looks like a great challenge and the prize itself is worth the overall effort.
8/6/2011 12:29 PM PDT
Shana: I'll remember that for the next challenge!!
8/5/2011 1:23 PM PDT
I had a tough time with this one, and it took me awhile. I finally posted something stupid and fun that came to me on a whim late last night.
@Cindi, I probably shouldn't advertise this, but I missed the drive by rate shooter. There are some perks to waiting to post. ;)
@Cindi, I probably shouldn't advertise this, but I missed the drive by rate shooter. There are some perks to waiting to post. ;)
8/4/2011 1:41 PM PDT
Great idea this one. First time I have entered. Hope everyone enjoys the short read. Ditto to OpheliaWrites. Really opened my mind eye to something very interesting and quite eerie.
8/3/2011 1:06 PM PDT
Thank you webook. Your challenge has inspired the premise for my next book!
8/2/2011 10:37 PM PDT
Yeah I know Julian. But it irks me to no end at the rudeness of it. Unfortunately, people do look at the ratings and some do pass on reading the story, Sadly, regardless of whether it effects the judging (which I don't care about), they and they alone can put a stop to it and refuse to do so.
It's disheartening and a part of the reason why so many have left this site.
It's disheartening and a part of the reason why so many have left this site.
8/2/2011 8:17 PM PDT
Talking about all the low ratings, cindi? Don't pay any attention to them. Remember, they have absolutely nothing to do with how the winners are picked, and they hardly reflect what the real readers think of your work.
8/2/2011 7:40 PM PDT
Super cool concept. It's the first one to inspire my participation in a long time. I hope everyone likes my submission.
8/2/2011 6:24 PM PDT
Has this actually started up again? This pathetic drive by rater? It is truly disgusting that this is how this jerk gets her/his jollies.
Wassa matter...do you not know how to write yourself? Can't spell? Can't read either?
You're a child. Go home and play with your toys.
Wassa matter...do you not know how to write yourself? Can't spell? Can't read either?
You're a child. Go home and play with your toys.
8/2/2011 8:40 AM PDT
We found the boat in late afternoon. I don't even know why we were looking for something that belongs in a myth. But Gemma being her usual inquisitive self, and me being as restless as ever set off on our journey to find it.
A seagull laughed above my head, as if in disbelief. I looked up to see his wings flutter, my eyes squinting in the bright sun.
The faded paint of the boat cracked under my touch. It smelled of stale wood & salt. Why would it be in here?
'Come on Mae, get in and let's search. It's bound to be in here, John told us it would be'.
'I wouldn't believe everything he tells you', I whispered under my breath and hopped into the crusty boat.
It creaked viciously.
'We can't both squeeze in there Gem, you go first and search'. I watched her nod and eagerly look around. She searched the wooden walls, and window and floors and tried to turn the wheel. I hopped out and walked around it, running my fingers along it's grubby shell.
I saw it.
Under the boat. Flickering in the wind in the most nonchalant manner. I bend down to touch it, and realised it was only a piece of litter. Damn!
We were slowly giving up as the sun was going down. I lay on the front of the boat with Gemma still searching around me. The birds quietened above our heads. Darkness with it's partner silence were decending.
I got a shiver as someone walked over my grave. 'Let's get going Gem'. I turned to her but she wasn't there.
'Gemma?'
I couldn't see her. She'd gone. I hadn't been on the front of the boat for long? She'd barely been out my sight! I started to panic. I wasn't sure of the way home, as Gemma had led us here.
I tried to control my breathing, closed my eyes and opened them again.
A hand grabbed my shoudler, I jumped in fright and turned. The scream didn't have time to leave my lips as I ran.
A seagull laughed above my head, as if in disbelief. I looked up to see his wings flutter, my eyes squinting in the bright sun.
The faded paint of the boat cracked under my touch. It smelled of stale wood & salt. Why would it be in here?
'Come on Mae, get in and let's search. It's bound to be in here, John told us it would be'.
'I wouldn't believe everything he tells you', I whispered under my breath and hopped into the crusty boat.
It creaked viciously.
'We can't both squeeze in there Gem, you go first and search'. I watched her nod and eagerly look around. She searched the wooden walls, and window and floors and tried to turn the wheel. I hopped out and walked around it, running my fingers along it's grubby shell.
I saw it.
Under the boat. Flickering in the wind in the most nonchalant manner. I bend down to touch it, and realised it was only a piece of litter. Damn!
We were slowly giving up as the sun was going down. I lay on the front of the boat with Gemma still searching around me. The birds quietened above our heads. Darkness with it's partner silence were decending.
I got a shiver as someone walked over my grave. 'Let's get going Gem'. I turned to her but she wasn't there.
'Gemma?'
I couldn't see her. She'd gone. I hadn't been on the front of the boat for long? She'd barely been out my sight! I started to panic. I wasn't sure of the way home, as Gemma had led us here.
I tried to control my breathing, closed my eyes and opened them again.
A hand grabbed my shoudler, I jumped in fright and turned. The scream didn't have time to leave my lips as I ran.
8/1/2011 8:17 AM PDT
Lol, you got a paragraph of the description from the last challenge in this one's description. Fourth from the bottom. Haha.
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