Day 64 Ruminating And Writing

Night

The happiness of a quiet world. The hour when there was only her awake, along with the hooting night owls and no humans around. That was when she got up and took her walk in the woods. Her headlamp popped up and down as she avoided the roots and rocks on her way, casting a beam in the dense forest. In the distance, she heard branches crack. All she had to tell herself was that she was the most terrifying thing in the woods, and her mind became at ease.

The moist night air rippled around her headlamp. She filled her lungs, taking a long breath in. This was what life was supposed to be like. The stillness and liveness mixed in one in the forest that was only for her and the animals. There was no sound of tires on the asphalt road, and there was no electric hum. There was only her and the beauty of the nighttime.

College

She sat on her bed in her new dorm room. This would be her first night away from home, alone without her parents and brother and sister to torment her. She felt already terrified and angry. Her parents should have prepared her better than this. All they ever did was cuddle her and pamper her. Yet, all she wanted was to phone home and beg them to let her come back, that the whole college thing wasn’t for her.

Her roommate hadn’t arrived yet. She kicked her shoes off and toppled on the bed, watching the ceiling. She had to be adamant about fitting here, and getting over her nerves. It wasn’t an option to live her life in her parent’s basement for the rest of her life, even when they would let her. She would have to become an adult, and adults weren’t afraid to sleep alone. She started to count her breath to calm herself down. She must have fallen asleep. She woke up to her room mate getting in. She cracked her eye open to see a vampire glide through the slightly ajar door. Of course, her roommate had to be deadly beautiful. The vampire’s porcelain skin glowed in the moonlit night. Her dark hair flowed down her back and her red lips were luscious. She herself was a cute troll at best, and only if the onlooker liked messy hair and eyes too big for the face.

The vampire crawled under the bed and curled there. She knew that the other girl would know she was a wake. But it was better to pretend that she wasn’t.

No More

He stood in front of his boss and blurted out, “I quit.” He hadn’t meant it to come out so bluntly, but it had come out, and he felt an instant relief despite the frown on his boss’s face.

“You cannot quit like that. You have a client coming in fifteen minutes. What am I supposed to do with them?” his boss sounded pathetic. And he finally understood how small the man was and how much power he actually had. He wanted to say okay, I take care of this thing, but he wasn’t going to give in. Not for the jerk and how he thought it was okay to boss him around. He shrugged instead.

“You can’t be serious,” the boss pleaded.

“I finally am. I quit, and as you made it so clear when you hired me, that you can fire me anytime, so I think I can quit anytime, too.” He walked away. Now, he just had to make his dream come true finally; at least he had the time for it now.

The Prompts are from the book A Year of Creative Writing Prompts.

I started to write on the college prompt that I didn’t want to write about, but then I thought to myself, what twist or theme would make me want to write about it? And then I thought about peculiars, and that made me more excited. I’m glad that I forced myself to think of a way to write it. Now, I feel victorious, and I ended up liking to write it, even though the twist was clichéd. It was the only way I could relate to the prompt. These prompts continue to teach me things, and I’m glad that I started the process.

Thank you for reading! Have a peculiar day full of glory and happiness ❤