Fancy A Swim

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A Lake in the Woods (original version)

Harry and Sally loved to visit the lake. They would take off their clothes and go swimming in their underwear. No one really thought anything about the old lake in the middle of the woods until one day in late June when Harry and Sally noticed some strange rocks laying by the side of the lake that were not there the week before. Week after week new things appeared on the lake’s edge. First it was the rocks, then there were bleached bones, and an old chest. On their last trip to the lake Harry and Sally saw a giant tentacle retreat into the lake. From that day on, they used the local swimming pool instead of the lake in the woods.


A Lake in the Woods (son’s version)

Michael and Brandon loved to going the lake. They would take off their phone and go storing in their shirt. No one really guitar anything about the blue lake in the spiky of the woods until one day in late June when Michael and Brandon noticed some strange cats laying by the side of the lake that were not there the week before. Week after week new things appeared on the lake’s computer. First it was the dogs, then there were bleached birds, and an old speaker. On their last trip to the lake Michael and Brandon saw a giant peanut retreat into the lake. From that day on, they used the local swimming pool instead of the lake in the woods.


These were written for Blogging Mad Libs #1

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One Of Us, One Of Us

“But, Mom, please let me stay home today!”

“No! You’ve practiced all summer and you’re going!”

“But look at all the blisters on my fingers!”

“Yep, looks like you should practiced even more.”

“You hate me!”

“Go to school.”

I lose. I always lose and will always lose when it comes to arguing with Mom over anything. Don’t get me wrong, I love music. Okay, I love listening to music, but I don’t really love playing music. Yet, here I am in the school orchestra feeling like a gullible little clod. For three years, I have sat here faking an energetic expression that somehow landed me in a solo for the opening of the school year. My teacher had me practicing some stupid opera that has like a million notes per minute…on…the…same…string! I just stand there going back and forth like I’m trying to saw a log with a piece of hair.

Standing here in front of the entire school is nerve wracking. I swear my heart is going to explode from my chest and run away like that little guy at the end of Spaceballs. Mom won’t let me watch Alien even though I’m thirteen and all my friends watched it years ago. My orchestra teacher is sitting in the front row smiling. I wish he was up here instead of me. I wish everyone would stop looking at me. Ooh, there’s Christy and she’s frowning at me. Everyone one is except the teachers. I think they’re the only ones that really want to be at this stupid ‘Welcome to a new school year’ assembly.

I have to face these people for the next four years. Is this who I am? A trained monkey? Here to entertain the adults so they can pat themselves on the back and show parents what their tax money gets them? I put the violin to my chest, look at all the frowning faces and fidgeting students. Am I with the students or am I with the enemy? Quick! Think! Decide!

I know exactly who and what I am. As the accompanist begins to play the opera’s libretto, I begin to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star off-key and off-tempo. The students laugh, cheer, and begin clapping. The teachers frown and stare at my orchestra teacher. He escorts me to the office where we change my schedule. Yep. A win-win for everyone all around. That is until I get home tonight, but I’m okay with that. Right now, Christy is outside the office waiting for me with a smile on her pretty face.


This was inspired by:
FOWC with Fandango — gullible
Word of the Day Challenge — energetic
Three Things Challenge — blister, opera, frown

Blogging Mad Libs #1

If you are unfamiliar with Mad Libs, they are short stories with words missing that you, the reader, fill in based on the noted requirement (i.e. noun, name, verb, color, etc.). Step 1 is to read the list of blanks for the mad lib and write down the words you select for that item (i.e. Name 1 = Bill, nouns = stars, etc.).

There are two ways to participate in this new daily adventure:

  1. Copy the story and make a post of your own with the missing pieces filled in
  2. Post your responses in the comments below

As this is the first post, I am sure there will be bugs that will need to be worked out, but this could end up being really fun….you never know.

List of Blanks for this Mad Lib

Name 1
Name 2
Noun x 5
Nouns (plural) x 3
Verb x 2
Adjective x 2
Piece of clothing
Month


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The Lake in the Woods

NAME 1 and NAME 2 loved to VERB the lake. They would take off their NOUN and go VERB in their PIECE OF CLOTHING. No one really NOUN anything about the ADJECTIVE lake in the ADJECTIVE of the woods until one day in late MONTH when NAME 1 and NAME 2 noticed some strange NOUNS laying by the side of the lake that were not there the week before. Week after week new things appeared on the lake’s NOUN. First it was the NOUNS, then there were bleached NOUNS, and an old NOUN. On their last trip to the lake NAME 1 and NAME 2 saw a giant NOUN retreat into the lake. From that day on, they used the local swimming pool instead of the lake in the woods.

Worth A Thousand Words #16

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Welcome to Worth A Thousand Words

Use the photo prompt above to find your inner muse and set it free. No limits on word count, genre, rating, etc. Let your imagination run wild.

To participate, simply write a story for your blog and either link back directly to this page or post your link in the comments.

Please use WATW as a tag so that I can find your stories easily if the pingbacks don’t work, or you forget to post a link in the comments.

Remember, no word limit, the longer the better, read what others have written, and most of all, HAVE FUN!