| General Fiction posted August 8, 2014 |
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150 words
Is Your Life like Mine?
by lancellot
“I hate my life.” Bright light streamed across my eyelids evaporating my redheaded dream girl. Reluctantly, I looked at the clock. Its flashing 12:00 mocked me.
“The power went out last night, and now you’re late. Ha…ha. Good luck finding a new job, loser.”
I grabbed my phone, and saw that it was after ten. I cursed myself for drinking last night, and then, I caught the sweet scent of bacon and coffee.
“Stupid newlywed neighbors must be having a late breakfast.” I was giving them the finger, when I heard a drawer slam.
My heart skipped, and I jumped out of bed. A wave of dizziness hit me like a rock. Another noise cut through my hangover. I slowly crept towards the kitchen and opened the door.
“Morning, lover,” she said wearing a smile and little else. “Are you ready to eat…again?”
Oh well, that's life.
100 Word Story writing prompt entry
“I hate my life.” Bright light streamed across my eyelids evaporating my redheaded dream girl. Reluctantly, I looked at the clock. Its flashing 12:00 mocked me.
“The power went out last night, and now you’re late. Ha…ha. Good luck finding a new job, loser.”
I grabbed my phone, and saw that it was after ten. I cursed myself for drinking last night, and then, I caught the sweet scent of bacon and coffee.
“Stupid newlywed neighbors must be having a late breakfast.” I was giving them the finger, when I heard a drawer slam.
My heart skipped, and I jumped out of bed. A wave of dizziness hit me like a rock. Another noise cut through my hangover. I slowly crept towards the kitchen and opened the door.
“Morning, lover,” she said wearing a smile and little else. “Are you ready to eat…again?”
Oh well, that's life.
“The power went out last night, and now you’re late. Ha…ha. Good luck finding a new job, loser.”
I grabbed my phone, and saw that it was after ten. I cursed myself for drinking last night, and then, I caught the sweet scent of bacon and coffee.
“Stupid newlywed neighbors must be having a late breakfast.” I was giving them the finger, when I heard a drawer slam.
My heart skipped, and I jumped out of bed. A wave of dizziness hit me like a rock. Another noise cut through my hangover. I slowly crept towards the kitchen and opened the door.
“Morning, lover,” she said wearing a smile and little else. “Are you ready to eat…again?”
Oh well, that's life.
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Writing Prompt Write a story that is between 100 and 150 words. The trick is you must use the following words: breakfast, light, rock, phone, clock |
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