Random Topic: Is there anything you regret?
If there was one thing he regretting, then it was that fateful night on November 2, 1978. His life before then had been simple, great. He was living day to day with no worries about the past or future. Life was wonderful. He was perfectly content with his position in the world. But, on November 2 that year, dread filled him. He knew that day was coming and that there was nothing that he could do to stop it. On this planet everybody has the day of dread happen to them. Today was his day. Tomorrow he would not be the same. Tomorrow he would be 40 years old.
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Wednesday, May 11, 2016
Tuesday, May 10, 2016
Phobia
Random Topic: Write about a phobia
He didn't know what he was doing. There were lines in every direction. It didn't make any sense. The teacher said it was easy, but that didn't help. His friends said it was easy, but that just made it worse. Here he was, fighting for his life. This moment would decide his entire future, if he had one at all. One wrong move, one wrong line, and it could all be over. He never felt so much pressure before. Should he choose the one on the left, or the one on the right? Everybody was watching. He could feel the gaze of the entire world baring down on him. What was he to do? He drew a circle in the top-left corner. There, it was done. With this one move, he would finally be able to force a win in Tic-Tac-Toe.
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He didn't know what he was doing. There were lines in every direction. It didn't make any sense. The teacher said it was easy, but that didn't help. His friends said it was easy, but that just made it worse. Here he was, fighting for his life. This moment would decide his entire future, if he had one at all. One wrong move, one wrong line, and it could all be over. He never felt so much pressure before. Should he choose the one on the left, or the one on the right? Everybody was watching. He could feel the gaze of the entire world baring down on him. What was he to do? He drew a circle in the top-left corner. There, it was done. With this one move, he would finally be able to force a win in Tic-Tac-Toe.
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Monday, May 9, 2016
Bedroom
Random Topic: Describe your bedroom in detail
There is a dark room that I am confined to every night. There is never any natural light and I don't get any food even if I spend most of my day there. I can stretch my arms out and almost touch the walls on both sides. The room is minimalist. There is a small bed on the floor and a shelf along one of the walls. Some may call it a prison, but I don't like seeing it that way. It's just a bedroom.
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There is a dark room that I am confined to every night. There is never any natural light and I don't get any food even if I spend most of my day there. I can stretch my arms out and almost touch the walls on both sides. The room is minimalist. There is a small bed on the floor and a shelf along one of the walls. Some may call it a prison, but I don't like seeing it that way. It's just a bedroom.
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Sunday, May 8, 2016
Senses
Random Topic: Describe your favorite place using all five senses
Oh, the joy the sight. I use it all the time and yet take it for granted. With sight, I know of the vast array of colors and can know distances. With hearing, I can enjoy lovely melodies and voices of friends and family. With touch, I know of cool breezes, warmth of sunshine, and softness of tender flattery. With smell, I can remember a person or place and be comforted by just the mere presence. With taste, I know of the simple pleasantries of foods that I eat everyday.
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Oh, the joy the sight. I use it all the time and yet take it for granted. With sight, I know of the vast array of colors and can know distances. With hearing, I can enjoy lovely melodies and voices of friends and family. With touch, I know of cool breezes, warmth of sunshine, and softness of tender flattery. With smell, I can remember a person or place and be comforted by just the mere presence. With taste, I know of the simple pleasantries of foods that I eat everyday.
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Hi, I freewrite about one random word per week. Read more: link
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