A Story in 25 Words

Hoping to start WIPpet Wednesdays as soon as my assessments have been marked (July time maybe), but in the mean time, here’s a 25 word story.

I never saw my mother cry, but as the monitors beeped and I awoke, she was the first and last thing I ever heard.

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My Story, My Rules!

God damn it characters are annoying! Sometimes, it doesn’t matter how much you plan something because your characters are going to do whatever they want and make you feel bad for trying to kill someone off because they love them. Stupid characters, thinking they’re people. I feel like I’ve got split personalities, but they all stay in my head instead of manifesting properly. I had planned to kill off one of my characters (well, several but this is one I’m not totally sure of), and it was going to be heart wrenching. It involved two characters, one being unconscious and on the verge of death, the other was in love with the first. There are some heartfelt words, a confession of love an then death. A bitter-sweet kick in the teeth. That’s how I roll.

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Being 5’5″. It’s not short!

I get a lot of stick or being little, when really I’m not even that short, I just happen to be the shortest person in my family. I blame my dad because for a man, he’s pretty short and he finds it hard to find trousers in his leg length. My mum gives me a hug and then says ‘Ooh, you are little aren’t you.” She’s an inch taller than me. An inch! My sister is the worst for it because she’s the tallest and three years younger than me. She puts high heels on then parades around telling me I’m so short. No, you’re just freakishly tall!

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A Limited Experience in Horror

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I don’t really do horror. I’m naturally jumpy as it is (my hamster scared me to death the other day by very slowly standing up at the side of his cage) and on a good day I’ll be able to get through the night without feeling creeped out by the bathroom mirror. Mirrors, ugh…

As a result I have a limited experience in horror films and even books (Dementors were much scarier on paper, thank you very much), but like most of the human race I want to watch something scary, possibly just to say I’ve done it. This is often a mistake. This is just a handful of ‘scary’ movies I’ve watched and sometimes regretted.

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Still Alive and not Undead

Hello, I’m still here. It’s been nearly a week since I last wrote anything, unless you count the 2 hour exam I had to sit yesterday. Nowadays most of us aren’t used to using pens to write substantial amounts, so an exam is always a shock to the system. I found that the writing position I used at school (almost laying on the paper) is fine for short stints, but after two hours it’s quite painful and my neck is killing me. Only one more exam to go,but I’m using Harry Potter as one of my texts so I’ve passed already.

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To Kill or Not to Kill…

It’s that age old crisis. Will this character die or survive? Let’s face it, we don’t want to go all J.K Rowling on our characters and just murder everyone our readers ever loved.  When it comes to main characters dying, you have to really consider all the options. It has to be significant. Imagine following a hero/heroine through all their trials and tribulations and having them die needlessly or randomly. When it comes to the hero’s death there is one word that springs to mind. Sacrifice.

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You’re Never Getting Out

That’s kind of how it felt when I went to the creepy psychology department today. A winding corridor that feels like its going on forever, even though it’s really not and it ends in a door labelled Exit. Only you can’t get out through the exit door. I took some photos to help me write and fiddles them to look creepier.

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