The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “Take your life back!” she screamed from window vent adjacent to her seat on the bus. I put my hand up to wave her off but she had already gone back to her seat. I…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Traces of blood were found on the rocky ledge above the beach where Tracy Morgan was found. Any evidence on her body was cleaned away by the waves. Everyone was shocked that her body never…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Her straw hat blew off with a gentle gust from a passing bus. A man in a disheveled suit tripped over his feet trying not to step on it. They both stooped to pick it…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: I was fourteen years old when my father died. The last words I spoke to him were, “I’d rather die than have you as a father.” I stormed out and went to a party. When…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: You would not expect a stay-at-home mom who makes an extra income making jewelry in her spare time someone who would be targeted for murder; especially at Christmas. But that is what happened to the…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: All we could find that was remotely close to food was a Snickers bar, a half a package of Twizzlers, four lozenges and a bottle of coke. Hardly enough for survival in the … ***…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Exhaustion eased in like a gentle breeze slowly taking over her body as she eased into the tub. Little rivers of dirt and blood sailed away from her skin as it dissolved in the fluidity….