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He stumbled sleepily into the deserted grocery store, cart in tow. The only sound in the quiet building was the clacking of the one twisted cart wheel against ceramic floor tiles, limping along like the man pushing the cart. Squinting against the bright store lights, he searched for the breakfast aisle, and sighed. All the way across the store, bundled beneath the meat section and the dairy department. He shuffled forward, past silent fruits and vegetables, beyond the dead-eyed stares of freshly caught fish, to his final destination. The breakfast aisle, finally within his sight. Suddenly more awake and alive, he sauntered to the orange juice section for... nothing. He couldn't believe his sleep deprived eyes! Nothing! The shelf was completely bare. He'd woken up in the middle of the night with a sudden craving for orange juice for nothing. He let out a defeated sigh and began the trek home.

Prompt: A walk through the woods on a summer day.

 

They stepped carefully, pushing branches from their path. They took a deep breath. The air held a certain scent, one of earth and of rain, of sky and of life. They put a hand to an oak tree. To think, this wood was alive under the bark. They cast a glance up to the clouds. A warm white greeted them and they smiled.
(Sorry if it's too short, I did my best. I love forests X3

Walking through the streets, late at night

 

(You're supposed to comment and review mine. )

 

(Ohhhh, I skimmed over the instructions... one minute)

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Um... too much description? IDK, it was just adjectives all over the place.

 

Comments: Um, there wasn't much for what the character was thinking or feeling, it was just description and actions, I guess.

He looked around nervously and pressed onward. Home was just a few blocks away. An owl hooted in the night and he jumped. "Calm down, it was just an owl." He said aloud, trying to calm himself down. He was surprised his heart hadn't burst out of his chest, it was beating so hard. Leaves rustled by him and he burst into a sprint, fear overtaking him. He sprinted home, slamming the door behind him. He leaned against the closed door, breathing heavily. "I'm never staying late again..." He said.

Prompt: Flying on an airplane for the first time

 

I find your sentences to be pretty short, don't you think ?

"I'm pretty sure humans weren't supposed to fly..." The anguish is here, the anxiety rises, I step in then I step back. "Are we gonna crash ? Am I gonna die ? Wait, I don't want to die..." I was about to turn around and run away from this place for ever when I got pushed inside by the people waiting behind me. I went, unwillingly, with the flow, waited for a while and then we took off. It was incredible, I was sitting, yet I was flying. I was on Earth, yet I didn't touch earth. "The sky would have been the last place I'd expect to feel bliss in." I was about to look from the window when those masks just dropped... "I'm fucked".

Prompt: Finding a dead body in the street, at night.

 

(Ninja'd. Here we go xD)
A few grammatical errors here and there, but I liked it.
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"Oh...fuck..."

Teresa stared at the corpse that lied in front of her. Mangled. Horribly mangled. She had simply gone out for a break from work and there it was. A human boy. Flattened, organs spewed across the road. She covered her mouth with her hands, trying to prevent herself from vomiting. She quickly ran inside and grabbed the company telephone. She hurriedly dialed 911.

"I-I think someone got hit by a car on the street. I-I don't know if he's still alive...p-probably not...U-Um yes... the corner store. 192 East Trenton Avenue. T-thank you." Teresa dropped the phone then sunk into the floor, hands wrapped in her hair.

"Oh God..."
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Alright, prompt. Tie these three character ideas together in the same scenario: a promiscuous nun, a single father, and a multi-personality agender.

 

(Not writing but I might use that prompt for a story. That okay, Moosey-Moo?

 

(It'll get people thinking xD
Go for it, babe!)

 

(Thanks, Moo. Love youuuuu :3

 

Prompt: A walk in the desert.

 

(Based on a true story)

Addison waited excitedly for her best friend and babysitter to arrive.
Addison's parents didn't quite trust her alone with the baby, but for some reason were quite trusting of her friend a few years older. In a way this upset Addison, but she was still a excited her parents were going to be gone for the night leaving her alone with her bff after the baby went to bed. There was a loud knock on the door. It was Jenna the babysitter who had a strange black box in her hand. Addison's mother was in such a hurry to get out the door she never asked what was in the box. She simply unloaded the baby, and all of his stuff onto Jenna as she ran out the door. What's in the box asked Addison. "You'll see" said Jenna with I opossum's grimace. Hours passed, and finally the baby was in bed with still no mention of what was in the box Jenna slipped into the kitchen. Minutes later she returned to the living room with the mysterious box and 2 pairs of chop sticks. She sat the box on the table, and opened it to reveal a dozen slimy sets of octopus tentacles swimming in teriyaki sauce. Then began to eat. Slurping 8 tiny chewy tentacles at a time into her glimmery peach colored lips prompting Addison to do the same. Finally Addison gave in, and found that though it was like chewing leather she quite loved these little creatures, and couldn't get enough. Where did you get these? Can we get more? Addison asked excitedly. Why of course replied Jenna just remember...you are what you eat... 3 boxes of octopus and 2 movies later the girls stumbled off to bed...later that night Jenna awoke to the sound of the chinese delivery man at the door again, and crept down the stairs to find her friend now possessing d 8 limbs instead of 4, and was beginning to turn purple in the kitchen with 4 more boxes octopus.

Today Addison can be found at the local aquarium, and as for Jenna she will never babysit again.

Prompt: werewolfs vs zombies basketball or soccer game

 

Comments: Very humorous, but lacks quotation marks and other grammatical errors such as commas in several places.

Werewolves vs Zombies. We're the Zombies. Zoooooommmbbbiiiiieeeeessss. Eaaagggggggghhhh. Braaaaiiiiinnnnzzzzz. Better run. But Were are the wolves? They're on the other team, that's where. And now they're attacking, fangs bared, slobbering blood and saliva everywhere as they grin their feral, wolfie grins. Running across the field, clashing with these brain sucking slime-ball morons, knocking out rotting teeth and keeping the brainz away. There are worms flying out of people's noses, and dragonflies dropping out of the air from the stench of the beasts sweating. And I'm over by the big trap at the end of the field, waiting for the wolves, trying not to be noticed. Then a flying brain hits me in the face.

Prompt: You wake up in a strange place having no idea how you got there.

 

Comments: Few minor grammatical errors, but I liked it.

I wake up feeling disoriented, for some reason... I look around and see tall trees. Am I in a forest? Hell if I know. I get up and dust myself off, trying to remember how I got there. When I get up, I feel dizzy, so I lean against an oak tree. How did I get here? I think. And, more importantly, why do I feel sick?

Prompt: You find someone previously assumed to be dead lying on the sidewalk, not dead.

((sorry mine is so short, thought it had a good ending))