Take the long way home...

A themed, timed writing exercise. Theme: A self-destructive trait. A recurring thought caused by it. A behavior caused by it. A feeling caused by it. Plus, a word given to you by the person sitting to your right. Here's the one i randomly picked from the pile:  Trait: The one who gives up Thought: "Nothing is worthwhile". Behavior: Stays in bed. Feeling: Feels lethargic. Word: Apocalypse  1st prompt: Someone created this trait with good intention. (20 mins writing) Amy had a sense this world was not the best place to be. After all, that was what her mom had been repeating to her since she was able to understand spoken words. And even before that, when she would rock her to sleep with a sad lullaby about unicorns losing their horn, without even a rhyme in it: Sleep my sweet child for the Apocalypse comes Lay in your crib, nothing is worthwhile, Rest in your dreams like a sad unicorn who lost its horn to a foul decay Her mom had made it so clear to her that fighting was use...

A writing exercise about plants. First plant is Stinging nettles, with 3 characteristics: "1. It stings. 2. It grows in packs 3. It leaves a mark on your skin." 1st Prompt: How it got to be the way it is. Life is tough. It puts you in weird places mostly, and doesn't ask whether you like it or not. It rarely leaves you alone, in a blissful quiet spot where nobody bothers you. If you don't want to be with others, it puts you right next to a crowd of them. And if you don't want to be touched, it will put you in a very busy spot, with crowds passing by and brushing on you, ruining your day. So that's why I sting. You see, I need to defend myself, you come too close? I sting! And I'll leave my mark on you, but don't make a fuss, it only lasts for a short time, while what you do to me stays with me forever. Somebody even says that if you hold your breath, I'll be totally harmless, but honestly I wouldn't try. Don't say I didn't warn you! Y...

A writing exercise. Prompt: "A person who turns bright red and glows when they're angry" - Lawrie you did it again! - You made me! - Shush, mom is going to see it, she's going to wake up and you know she won't be happy. Lisa was looking at her brother shaking her head. - Here, get under the blanket! - I can't, it's going to be too hot. - But she'll see you! You'll wake her up again. She needs to rest! Mother was resting after her shift in the factory. Only 4 hours allowed, then back to work. Mother was sensitive to light, and she would wake up, and scold him. She was working hard for them, to allow them to have shoes on their feet, clothes on their skinny bodies. Work in the factory was hard, and the boss was mean, and there were plenty of people ready to take her place, and then there was going to be no food on the table, and no shoes on their feet. Lawrie knew, and that was just what made him angry. He couldn't help it. He would try to sleep,...