First light reveals to me a breakfast of wishes, whisked to the horizon on a floundering ship of hope. What I wouldn't give to hear the irritating clanging of an alarm clock, or receive a phone call telling me this has been an elaborate prank.
I often think, now, I could slip off this raft and sink like a rock to my merciful demise. I'm not that kind of brave though, as I continue my courageous attempt to survive.
I am not the Ancient Mariner. The stars tell me nothing, the sun merely mocks me. I'm lost at sea. I have water and there's food swimming around me in abundance. I'm no fisherman either.
I feel neither joy nor dread as a canoe approaches from an island that appeared from nowhere. There are several people on board who I once would've called primitive tribesman. As they approach, I redefine civilization.
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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Author Notes
150 words exactly, Microsoft Word and Fanstory Editor.
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