Narrative writing with a Prompt
Prompt: Write a story about a character (myself or someone else) who is struggling with a decision. Why is this decision so hard to make?
If you have ever heard of the metaphor “a fork in the road,” it can be hard to make a decision between two topics of interest or even a life or death situation. A young man named Harper and his friend Hemingway, also known as “Hemmie” woke up on a peaceful bright morning with the sun grazing the clouds with a cotton candy color pink. Harper ripped the sheets off the bed that were over his body for the restless night and shook Hemmie relentlessly getting him up for the great adventure ahead. Hemmie was Harper’s bunk-mate at the University of Colorado, Boulder. They were going …show more content…
Their own little piece of junk to share together. They put the key in the ignition and cranked the little piece of junk up and it just rattled off from the parking lot of the dorm houses. it had been the weekend, a beautiful Saturday morning; no one wanting to work on their schoolwork. Hemmie and Harper putted up the road of the Rocky mountains, the sun still glaring on the peaks of the highest mountains, now an orange and yellow mix. Harper had the whole day planned, a day on the Colorado river, hiking, a little rock wall climbing, and then to the town ice cream shack up the road. Nothing would go wrong and their day would be awesome, as they had …show more content…
Harper Saw the ridge of a couple of hills in the distance the screaming got a lot louder. He jumped over the trees and cut his own path. On the ground, was a young girl about his age… one of the daughters! She was crying and staring at the trees ahead of the trail. Harper could see 1,2,3,4,5...6 eyes glowing in the tree line in front of them. A squadrant of mountain lions jumped out from the darkness. The cougars had surrounded them. Hemmie finally caught up. He saw the situation before him. He could only save one… He had remembered all the memories him and Harper had done together. Then he remembered the story of the titanic, women and children first onto the life boats. In this case, it was the titanic… Hemmie did the right thing, he leaped to the girl, snatched her from the mountain lions and ran, ran, and ran. Hemmingway and the beautiful girl under his arms were running away. Hemmie looked back at his best friend, the mountain lions had him in a death hold by the neck. Then, the mountain lions bit him, tore him to shreads, wrecking Hemmingway’s life before him. “Harper, oh Harper, I love you
Prompt: Write a story about a character (myself or someone else) who is struggling with a decision. Why is this decision so hard to make?
If you have ever heard of the metaphor “a fork in the road,” it can be hard to make a decision between two topics of interest or even a life or death situation. A young man named Harper and his friend Hemingway, also known as “Hemmie” woke up on a peaceful bright morning with the sun grazing the clouds with a cotton candy color pink. Harper ripped the sheets off the bed that were over his body for the restless night and shook Hemmie relentlessly getting him up for the great adventure ahead. Hemmie was Harper’s bunk-mate at the University of Colorado, Boulder. They were going …show more content…
Their own little piece of junk to share together. They put the key in the ignition and cranked the little piece of junk up and it just rattled off from the parking lot of the dorm houses. it had been the weekend, a beautiful Saturday morning; no one wanting to work on their schoolwork. Hemmie and Harper putted up the road of the Rocky mountains, the sun still glaring on the peaks of the highest mountains, now an orange and yellow mix. Harper had the whole day planned, a day on the Colorado river, hiking, a little rock wall climbing, and then to the town ice cream shack up the road. Nothing would go wrong and their day would be awesome, as they had …show more content…
Harper Saw the ridge of a couple of hills in the distance the screaming got a lot louder. He jumped over the trees and cut his own path. On the ground, was a young girl about his age… one of the daughters! She was crying and staring at the trees ahead of the trail. Harper could see 1,2,3,4,5...6 eyes glowing in the tree line in front of them. A squadrant of mountain lions jumped out from the darkness. The cougars had surrounded them. Hemmie finally caught up. He saw the situation before him. He could only save one… He had remembered all the memories him and Harper had done together. Then he remembered the story of the titanic, women and children first onto the life boats. In this case, it was the titanic… Hemmie did the right thing, he leaped to the girl, snatched her from the mountain lions and ran, ran, and ran. Hemmingway and the beautiful girl under his arms were running away. Hemmie looked back at his best friend, the mountain lions had him in a death hold by the neck. Then, the mountain lions bit him, tore him to shreads, wrecking Hemmingway’s life before him. “Harper, oh Harper, I love you