It’s Christmas Eve, you open the door and find a wrapped gift on your doorstep. There’s no card giving a clue to who it’s from. Do you open it? If so, what’s inside?
Here’s something new for a writing prompt. I jumped over to pinterest and chose the first 3 items on my page.
Use the following three words in a story:
a ball of yarn a highlighter an ear
Opening the front door, you discover a basket with a wiggling bundle.
You pull back the blanket. “That’s not a baby!”- What’s in the basket?
I’m no criminal mastermind. Once as a teen, I stole a T-shirt. It was Spring Break and we were playing a vicious game of Truth or Dare. I remember the smell of fresh fudge, my palms sweating, and my heart thumping. I snatched the shirt and crammed it in my beach bag before running for the door. I was sick to my stomach for a week and ended up throwing the shirt away. To this day I can’t stand the smell of fudge. That same sick feeling is back. The events of the passed week replayed in my mind. But the question remained. What do I do now?