Writing Prompt #13

It was a warm summer Friday night, so my buddy Hector and I decided to break into the local pool and go swimming. Its not the first time we did it so it wasn't really a big deal. We were showing off our diving skills and splashing around having fun. We both jumped in making a giant splash and when we surfaced we both had water in our eyes so we couldn't see clearly but we both noticed something big floating in the other end of the pool. We waded over to see what it was, once we got the water out of our eyes we noticed that it was a body! We both yelled and made a frantic dash out of the pool. Once we were on the edge we looked at the body again and that's when I knew who the person was. It was Johnny Smith. He played on my summer baseball team, he was one of the quiet kids but he was very talented when it came to playing baseball. I jumped back in. Hector shouted at me,"what are you doing! Leave it alone, lets call the police!" I went over to the body and grabbed it. I have heard dead bodies were cold but I never knew how cold they actually were. It felt like he was in a Minnesota blizzard with just shorts on. I was shocked by how cold it was that I couldn't even hear Hector yelling at me. "Derek! Leave the body alone lets get out of here!" Hector was so scared he was shaking uncontrollably. I shouted to him "Hector, help me get him out of here!" He got wide eyed and said " are you crazy? Let the police deal with it, please lets just leave him be." "Do you even know who this is?!" I yelled "Its Johnny!! so get your a** in here and help me get him out!" That got his attention so he jumped in and we carried him to the edge of the pool. "Hector, run to the gas station on the corner and call the police, I will stay here until they get here." I said to him. He didn't object to that because he was almost out of the door before I finished the sentence. I sat there holding Johnny in my lap, I didn't know what else to do. It felt like it was the right thing to do. I noticed a giant gash on the top of his head. Hector came back ten minutes later with the police right behind him. The police and EMT's took the body from me as I sat in shock just staring at Johnny. He was a good kid. He always had the top grades in school, he would help kids who were physically disabled at the YMCA every Saturday. "How could this happen to such a good kid?" I asked myself. The police took us aside and questioned us about what happened. We told them what happened and they called our parents to pick us up. The next day a couple of police officers came to my house and told me what happened to Johnny. It turns out Johnny dived into the pool at a somewhat shallower side of the pool and hit his head on the bottom. He was knocked unconscious and drowned a couple of hours before me and Hector broke into the pool.I went by Johnny's house and told them that I was one of the boy's who found the body. They told me that they were glad I stayed with him while the police came. This experience changed my life. I have never seen so much grief in parents eyes and I never want to see it again. Finding Johnny in the pool made me change my ways. Everything that I do in my life from now on, it will all be in remembrance of Johnny and what he did to help make the world a better place.

Writing Prompt #12

I returned home from a horrible day at work, my boss was on my case about every little thing I did. The only thing that got me through the day was thinking about going home, kicking back and relaxing on my favorite recliner and forget about the work day. When I walked in the door I saw a note on the table. As I started to read it my heart dropped. This is what was written on it. Dear Derek, I'm sorry but our time together is over. I have had many fun times with you over the years and I thank you for that. We have been through a lot together, remember that one time when your dog died and you needed a shoulder to cry on? I was there for you, as I always have been. We used to do everything with each other; I will never forget all the important basketball and football games we've watched. Those were the most fun times I have ever had. Super bowl Sunday usually got out of control but there's always a price to pay if you want to have fun. Lately you haven't been paying much attention to me. I don't know if its something I have done wrong but I feel like your excluding me from your life. You are constantly working or going out every night with your friends, I just don't know what to do anymore. Jealousy go the best of me last week so I followed you when you said you were "going to Billy's house" I seen you go into that furniture store and sit on the newest recliner there.That hurt! I have already found a new place to live so you don't need to worry about that. Goodbyes are always bitter sweet but maybe we will see each other again sometime. Goodbye Derek, have a nice life. Love, your favorite recliner.

Writing Prompt #11

Pete grew up in the mountains, in the deep snow where you could tell the world your secrets and no one would hear them. He loved the outdoors where he had the freedom to fish and hunt whenever he wanted to but as a small boy, his mom decided to move them to Los Angeles where everything was different. Instead of endless rows of trees, it was endless rows of skyscrapers and the cars are bumper to bumper. Living in Los Angeles for the next 30 years of his life wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. He had a wife, 3 kids and a good job now so he never really gave it much thought to move back to the Montana Mountain's. He told his wife when they first met about where he grew up and how he will always want to go back there someday. For their 10th wedding anniversary she surprised him and purchased a small cabin on 40 acres near his old home and decided to take the family there for a couple weeks. Pete never forgot how to set rabbit snares or tie a fishing knot so he showed his kids how to do all of this. He would wake up at 4 in the morning before anyone even thought about waking up and would put on his snow shoes and just walk around the mountains reliving the old days. He was in the best mood of his life while he was traveling all the terrain he used to as he was growing up. He even talked to his old neighbors who never moved out of their place. His kids enjoyed taking a break from the city life and learning how fun it is to actually have room to breath and enjoy a peaceful night with no noises. This was exactly what he wanted so he and his wife decided they would visit this place every year on their anniversary and enjoy a few weeks of solitude.

Writing Promt #10

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. He was perched on the brick wall thinking about how to solve his next case. Humpty is an expert detective who has solved many robbery cases in his days. Today's case was especially troubling, someone was stealing building supplies from the Three Little Pigs for the last three days. They are trying to build a house out of brick because all the other houses were blown over by a vandal, but every time they go to the construction site some of their tools or material is missing and they have no idea who is doing it. As he was sitting there one of the Little Pigs came running up. "Mr. Dumpty! Come quick, someone has taken more supplies!" he managed to tell him between each breath he took. They both ran back to the building site and Humpty began working right away, looking for any clue that the thief might have left. As he was scouring around the building site he noticed a paw print in the mud next to a lumber pile. "Well look here" he told the pigs, "it looks like this case isn't too complicated after all. Who do you guys know that has size 10 paw prints?" "THE BIG BAD WOLF!!" all three pigs shouted at once. "Correct" said Humpty, "I will question him right now." So he headed off down the road in the direction of Wolf's house. He walked up to the door and rapped on it a few times. "Mr. Wolf! I have a few questions to ask you if you don't mind" he called out. "What now Detective Dumpty?" "I just got home from my mothers house on the other side of the forest and I would very much like to get some rest!" Mr. Wolf growled when he answered the door. "It won't take long I promise" said Humpty, "You say you have been visiting your mother? How long have you been there?" "I have been there for two weeks, she was ill and I was helping her out with the farm.My mother will vouch for me if you don't believe me" said Mr. Wolf. "I believe you, its just there has been a series of robberies at the Three Little Pigs' house and there was a paw print by one of lumber piles this morning. Thanks for your time though, have a nice day!" Humpty shook his paw and left. As he was walking a lot of thoughts were flying through his head. "Who would want to frame Mr. Wolf..." he said aloud to himself. He made it a couple miles down the road when it hit him. "Old MacDonald!" Mr. Wolf and the farmer were feuding because Old MacDonald's fence line was on Mr. Wolf's property. Humpty took off running towards Mr. MacDonald's farm. When he reached the door he heard MacDonald making something inside, everything went quite when finally knocked. It took a few minutes but finally he opened the door. "Detective Dumpty! Nice day isn't it?" said MacDonald. When he opened the door Humpty noticed a pair of shoes shaped like wolf paws in the porch that were all muddy. Humpty smiled pulled out his handcuffs and said "It is a great day Mr. MacDonald." He arrested him for three counts of robbery. When he went into the farmers house to investigate further, he noticed that MacDonald had been stealing building supplies so he could rebuild his indoor fireplace. When Humpty told the pigs what he had found they thanked him profusely and said they didn't want the farmer to sit in jail other wise his animals would starve. So instead they had him help work on their new house everyday for community service. The End

Writing Prompt #9

This was my dream. I had finally been invited to race my dogs in the biggest dog sled race in the world. I was at the top of my game riding on the sled behind the dogs and I was confident I could win. The race was long and treacherous and was by no means easy, there are a few if any houses along the route. My dogs were in the best shape of their lives and ready to take on any challenger. The first two hours were good, we were staying right behind the leader. By the 5th hour I had taken the lead and was moving at a break neck speed sliding around corners, pushing the limits of racing. We ended up pulling way away from the former leader and we raced out onto the frozen lake. The ice was so smooth and easy to go fast on so I pushed the dogs to go a little faster and as we were cruising along I just glimpsed an ice heave before I slammed into it. The dogs were fortunate and swerved around it, but there was no slowing the sled down so I smashed into it and that is all I remember until I woke up in and igloo with an Eskimo staring at me. He told me he found me out on the lake with my 8 dogs sleeping around me keeping me warm, I was unconscious because I had slammed my head on the ice. He took me to his igloo farther out on the lake and bandaged my wounds. I have no idea how I got 4 bucks in my pocket but I ended up giving it to the Eskimo for his troubles. That rock that was in my other pocket was supposed to be my lucky rock but I guess it wasn't working today.

Writing Prompt #8

Hypothetically speaking Derrick Rose is one of the best professional basketball players. Creativity is probably his strongest suite, you never know what he will do when he gets the basketball. You can feel the electricity in the air when you watch him play, like something big is about to happen. He is the cause of many opponents humiliation, he has no problem making an opponent look silly. Every opportunity that he has to score for his team he will score it with authority. His popularity has grown significantly from his college basketball days, he is now a major name in the NBA. There is no other way of describing some of his moves other than unbelievable. He has a similarity to the great Michael Jordan, both played for the Chicago Bulls and both are very, very talented basketball players.

Writing Prompt #7

Seventh grade... wow, that was quite awhile ago and quite a few things have changed since then. One of my main changes since then is that I have matured quite a bit. In seventh grade I was one of the kids that would try picking a fight everyday and I wouldn't care about showing respect to any of the teachers. But in some ways I am still like the seventh grader I used to be. For example I haven't even grown since then, I am still 5 feet 10 inches, and still have my curly brown hair. I have personally changed since 7th grade, but the school and teachers have also. In 7th grade when I went out for football it was still Menahga Braves Football, a few years back it switched when we combined our football team with Sebeka so now its the United North Central Warriors Football. Some of the cooler teachers that we have had when I was in elementary retired and were replaced by much younger teachers. Even the High School principle moved on to bigger and better jobs. A lot has changed since then and I haven't even thought about it until you had us write this assignment. School and education at Menahga High has molded me into the person I am today, at 18 years old I am living on my own, I have a job, drive a vehicle that I paid for by myself and I am surviving quite well. The school taught me to respect people, gave me the education that I need to succeed in life and many other useful things.