Informal Writing Prompt 1

            Everybody has something to hide, but people rarely see the struggles that others are going through. Everyone has a secret, and these three people are no different.

            Sarah has many friends, but they don’t know that she is secretly depressed. She can act perfectly fine around family and friends, but behind closed doors, she is completely different. Taking her own life is always in the back of her mind, so everything she sees is red like blood. Sarah knows that her friends and family will miss her, but the deep sadness it just too much for her to handle. One night she couldn’t take it anymore, so now her family will remember her surrounded by red too.

            Tommy is in middle school, and he doesn’t quite fit in. He has no friends, and he gets bullied every day. Tommy needed a way to escape reality, so he started reading. Books, magazines, and comics are Tommy’s only friends, and they are the only places that Tommy feels comfortable. He gets sucked into the story, and he imagines that it is his life. Tommy hides in the fakeness of his stories, and that is the only time that he can feel happy.

            Emily’s best friend was killed in a car accident last year, so ever since then, she has felt alone. Emily replays memories in her head, and she imagines what life would be like if her friend were still here. Emily sits around imagining a different life, so she has lost all contact with friends and family. She feels alone and invisible, but she refuses to let go of her fantasy. Emily doesn’t want to feel alone, but she can’t let go of her best friend. Emily will remain invisible, unless she can find a way to move on from the tragedy and resume her normal life.

           

            

Informal Writing Prompt #1

          The shadow behind the red curtain once dreamed of performing on Broadway and having her name in shining lights. She worked diligently everyday, and never let a bad performance get her down. One day while auditioning for a big role, she came across a short little man and soon realized he was the director of the upcoming Broadway show. She was ecstatic with her discovery and thought to herself, “This could finally be my big break!” She worked harder than she ever had before so that the man would surely see she was the perfect fit for his show. When it came time for the actual audition, the woman gave it her all and felt very confident with what she had done. The small man had a stern look on his face however and told her, “You are not skinny enough; the clothes won’t fit you. You are not pretty enough; the company will not want to put your face on anything. This is not the place for you.” The woman could not believe her ears and instead of defending herself, she simply walked away. Something inside her snapped, and she no longer had the burning desire for performing that she once did. She now realized she was just an ordinary person trying to fit into an extraordinary world, so she faded into the curtains never to be seen again.
          The small man realized the harshness of his words, but that was how show business worked. He then casted a young black woman for his role and knew that she would be the perfect fit for his performance. This woman was fresh out of high school and looking for any adventure she could find. Being cast in a Broadway play was just what she needed, but she was nowhere near prepared for the effort it required. The man pushed her everyday, constantly criticizing her to be more like the magazines and other stars and it wore the girl down little by little. On the night of the performance, she was so fatigued she could not go out, and the man’s show was ruined. The girl had been burned out from constant comparison and vowed to never search for adventure again. After this, the man realized what he had done to both women and decided that comparing someone to perfect Hollywood pictures and people is not always the way to go. He soon retired, and faded into the background along with all of the other lost stars.

Informal writing #1

“This should work, but what if it doesn’t? Oh God Mel, please do not die on me!” My young, naïve assistant was starting to get nervous because this was his first show.

“Relax, Jordan, we have practiced this a million times before, we are professionals for goodness sake!” In all honesty I was just as nervous for this stunt as Jordan was because every stunt devil is before the first show of a tour. Not many people have attempted to jump over 50 cars on a motorcycle before, especially a woman. The stunt devil market is overflowing with men and personally, I think that is sad. I am out to show the world a different kind of woman, one who is not afraid of a deadly act. As masculine as this sounds, the show is actually very feminine themed. There was a lot to think about as I approached the stage.

                The voiced boomed across Lane Stadium, “Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, the time has come for our annual Lane Stunt!” The crowed replied with a booming applause, making me almost fall down. Luckily I did not, because the light was shining a silhouette of my body on the curtain that the crowd was looking at. At that moment, I found myself in a moment of weakness, and I became lost in a trance of my subconscious. For some reason it did not feel lie practice, and I felt like none of the jumps into foam pits even mattered. The cars looked like a pretty rough landing, but my calculations were right and unless the ramp was not constructed correctly would I suffer a fall. Oh, lord, what if the ramp was not constructed correctly?

So much was going through my mind until the announcer interrupted my thoughts, “Ladies and Gentlemen, let’s give it up for the Great, the Miraculous, the Magnificent, and the Beautiful Melissa Jane Stower!” I replied with a couple revs on the motorcycle, then began crawling the motorcycle towards the ramp drop off.

“Well, here goes nothing.”