5.) Fictionalize an event that happened to one of your parents, friends, or siblings.
“Oh Pete, we couldn’t possibly!!” Elizabeth was laughing. You never knew what you were going to get with Pete. He was unpredictable and crazy and they were madly in love.
“Come on!! The sign says they’re free!!” He glanced at her and ignored the look of skepticism on her face. “Let’s just go look at them…” His old chevy bumped down a long dirt road to a beat up farm house.
As they neared the house Mr. Farmer sauntered down to meet them, “Howdy there gang!”
They were warmly greeted and as they shared their intentions a slow smile crept across his face, “Sure thing” he said, “just follow me here to the sty.”
“Elizabeth look!!!”
The little pigs were adorable, bright pink and absolutely tiny. “and free!” the farmer added.
“I don’t know Pete, it doesn’t seem like a good idea.” Elizabeth was reluctant.
“Look how cute they are Elizabeth! We could make a little bed in our apartment. Come on, how many of our friends can say they’ve ever owned a piglet?”
As Elizabeth held the little thing her heart melted just a bit. But a pig? In an apartment? In the city? Were they crazy? She looked quizzically at Pete.
“NO! We’re not crazy. This is a GREAT idea!!”
And off they headed. Home. With a piglet.
As Pete and Elizabeth drove, the tiny piglet stayed cuddled up in his new mother’s arms. Elizabeth rolled down the window for reprieve from the sweltering heat and as she gazed out at the passing landscape, the rolling hills, the herds of cattle…she thought about new beginnings. Building a life with Pete. Raising their tiny piglet. Cooking home made casseroles and hanging laundry on the line. Did life get better than this?
They brought the little addition into their home and as it paraded through each room looking for an ounce of familiarity Elizabeth and Pete smiled fondly at each other. The pig squealed and grunted and sniffed and Elizabeth opened the sliding door of their ground level apartment so it could stretch it’s legs.
“What do we feed it?” Elizabeth looked concerned.
“I don’t know…hay?”
“Where are we gonna get hay?”
“Not sure.”
“Where will it sleep?”
“I don’t know…maybe we can make it a bed…”
“Hey Pete? Where’s the pig?”
Pete and Elizabeth hurried outside and found a hole in the fence. On the other side of that fence was the complex swimming pool. Next to the swimming pool was manager’s office and Mr. Manager was. not. happy. He was cussing. He was shouting. And he was chasing the pig around the pool.
It was at this time Elizabeth and Pete realized they had made a mistake. The piglet was not fitting in. The piglet was going to get big. Very big. The piglet was loud. The piglet smelled. And Mr. Manager was. not. happy.
The drive back to the farm seemed quick. The piglet squealed the entire way…it seemed it sensed that home was near. As they bumped down the long dirt road to the beat up farm house, the farmer sauntered down to meet them.
“I had a feelin’ ya’ll’d be back.”
Now it’s your turn.
Choose a prompt:
1.) You awaken with amnesia in what looks to be an igloo. You have $4 and a rock in one pocket, and a toothbrush in the other. Someone is staring at you. Write this scene.
2.) Write a 16-line poem (rhyming or non-rhyming) about a moment from your childhood that changed your life for the better.
3.) You’re sitting at work one day and receive a text message from an unrecognized number. The text says, “I have the money and hid the body.” You think this is a practical joke from a friend, so you play along at first. But the more texts you receive, the more you realize that it isn’t a joke. Write the text conversation you have with this unknown texter.
4.) 10 of my absolute worst pet peeves…
5.) Fictionalize an event that happened to one of your parents, friends, or siblings.
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