Remember the writing blog I talked about here? Well, another prompt has come in and I thought I'd give it another go.
Just to refresh your memory: The author of the blog, Stephanie Morrill, gives the first sentence of a story. You come up with the next 100 words of the story. It's not a whole story, just the next 100 words.
So without further ado:
No one wanted to be there. And yet here we all were under the old oak tree.
The field stretched out to the end of the earth. I looked up and drank in the deep blue sky and wild cotton clouds. The sound of the wind blocked out the words that were being read. I breathed in the fresh mowed grass. The scent of the hothouse flowers invaded the clean, cool air.
Suddenly, the pastor's words dragged me back from my desperate escape.
"Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust."
As my father's shoulders slumped, I held my little sister as she started toward our mother's casket.
And there you have it. I can't wait for the next prompt!
The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
2 years ago