site member prompt Creative Prompt 19

[Ieshwar]

Ok, why don't you write something which contains these five words: Shirt, box, sky, green, earth. (not necessarily in this order)

 

I'll have a go:

 

The dead body of the sun floated on the ocean, smearing the sky with its oange and pink blood. The angry wind rustled Jay's green shirt which the latter had worn over his black T-shirt.

 

"Why did you leave me? What happened to all those promises you made to me about undying love and about always being at my side. You lied to me. Yu deceived me," he shouted to the mound of earth in front of him.

 

"It should have been me. I should have been the one going to fetch Gary. I should have been in the car. Why did you insist on going? Why?" he asked as he waited for the answers which never came.

 

Jay yelled as loud as his lungs could supprt. His veins threatened to burst and his voice box shook violently. Yet none of these managed to dim the agony he was going through.

 

 

Ieshwar

[yaalc]

Hmm never done this before. Let's see what I can do

 

Trevor felt the sun's heat soaking into the earth around him, although it remained cool where he lay, staring up at the sky. The sky was a beautiful shade of blue, but Trevor didn't notice, all he could see was a pair green eyes, sparkling with mirth, floating in front of him.

 

He laid there thinking for a time, barely conscious of when it got so hot he had to remove his shirt. 'Is this what infatuation feels like?' he wondered.

 

He thought back to the day before when he was walking down the street and saw a box moving toward him, coming from the moving van. It was only when a head had poked around the side that he'd caught a glimpse of the eyes and that roguish grin that now had him mesmerized.

 

 

[Graeme]

We wrapped her in my old shirt -- the one she loved so much that it had been ripped to shreds -- and lay her in the shoe box. I looked up at the blue sky, knowing that is where she would prefer to be, flying around, showing off her iridescent green wings, but it wasn't to be. With tears in my eyes, I watched as the others lowered the box into the earth. I had dug the hole earlier, but I found that even that was almost too stressful for me. It was beyond me to physically put her in her final resting place.

[Menzoberranzen]

The air was oppressive. He tore off his shirt, wildly flailing his battered body as he freed himself from all constraints. Before him lay the vast expanse of the ocean, and he let his gaze wander to the thin line where sea and sky blended into one. The vista - which had once seemed impossible to duplicate on this mortal earth - failed to give him solace for the first time he could remember. He felt trapped inside a box of his own creation; and nobody knew better than he the power of self-made manacles. But life is too short to waste agonizing over the unchangeable. Trapped between the blue of the ocean and the green of the forest, all of his angst washed away.

[BeaStKid]

Justin held on to Mark's shirt as he felt the earth slipping from beneath him. The sound was deafening and it seemed as though the sky was falling. Mark held on to Justin with one hand and with the other he clung to a green pole in order to keep his balance. He saw a truck swerve and hit a car. The truck's door flung open and large boxes spilled onto the road in his direction.

 

 

P.S

That was a wonderful paragraph, Menzo. Liked it immensely.

[RJ Santos]

"What a sloppy boy!" the shirt screamed as beer spilled onto it right out of the mouth of its owner. The shirt knew no human ear could hear it. That's why it never stopped to think before speaking. "Doesn't he know that I get drunk too? The stain... the stench. Ewww... Wait until we get home. That dumb Hollister is gonna tell me how much I smell like that pair of Nike socks. I just hope I don't get drunk enough to get dumb and try something with that Joe boxers. If only I could kiss him. Just one kiss." The shirt sighed dreamily. All of a sudden, it was shaken out of its drunken daydreaming by a loud booming voice.

 

"Stupid shirt!" the voice said. "I always knew things out of machines are way dumber than when they are freshly made by you, Earth. Why don't you try building a new technology that would let trees grow clothes?"

 

"Ha! That's what humans are for, Sky!" the earth replied, "Besides, I never saw you raining down clothes, not even underwears, from your clouds."

 

"Hey! You're talking about me like some piece of meat!" the shirt whined drunkenly.

 

"Dumb shirt!" came Earth's response. "I prefer talking to a tissue paper."

 

"Or a pebble," the sky added.

 

With a chuckle, Eric threw the notebook into the box where he stashes his private stuffs. "That was a little green," he muttered to himself, thinking about that silly story he just wrote. He thought about ripping the page off. "Nah... nobody'll read that anyway."

[Graeme]

LOL -- Thanks, Rad. That was cute and very original. Welcome to GA, too

[RJ Santos]

LOL -- Thanks, Rad. That was cute and very original. Welcome to GA, too

Glad you liked it!

[Kanaye]

((Gah, I said ground instead of earth!))

 

I quickly threw everything I could grab into my old toy box and slammed the lid.

 

"Coming," I shouted back before grabbing Paul's favorite shirt off the floor and running down the stairs.

 

"Here you go, man." I said, handing the old, ripped thing to Paul. "I don't know why you love it so much. It's ripped, stained and old as hell" he grinned and took it and I walked off in the direction of the airhanger.

 

"It was my Dad's, you know that." Paul said as he followed me, studying the shirt. "Conrad. Hey, Conrad."

 

I stopped and looked at the sky, holding out my arms as if saying, Now what?

 

He held the shirt out to me. "Stained?"

 

I dropped my arms and looked at him questioningly, raising an eyebrow.

 

"You said there was a stain. Where?"

 

I grabbed the shirt and held it out before pointing at a small green stain on the left sleeve. "There. Can we get going now? If we keep waiting Dad won't let us take the plane off the ground."

 

He grabbed the shirt back and studied the stain. "A grass stain?" he moaned. "How, how...?" He trailed off and looked at me then back at the shirt.

 

"The last day I wore this was last month on Earth Day! Thats why you have it! You must've worn it! Didn't you? Didn't you!" Paul started glaring at me as I held up my arms again, this time in defense.

Edited July 3, 2007 by Kanaye

[BeaStKid]

Nice one Kanaye...

 

The BeaStKid

[Kanaye]

Thank you, I tried to make it short. I tend to go on and on and on and... you get the picture. I was so mad when I posted it and checked that all the words were there and earth wasn't. *sigh*

 

I typed like 2 more sentances after where he raises his arms in defense, then I'm like... "What am I doin'? It's not like Im gettin' extra credit!" and I erased it. Yay!

[BeaStKid]

Thank you, I tried to make it short. I tend to go on and on and on and... you get the picture. I was so mad when I posted it and checked that all the words were there and earth wasn't. *sigh*

 

I typed like 2 more sentances after where he raises his arms in defense, then I'm like... "What am I doin'? It's not like Im gettin' extra credit!" and I erased it. Yay!

The length doesn't matter, It's the matter which matter's!!

 

The BeaStKid

[Kanaye]

The length doesn't matter, It's the matter which matter's!!

 

The BeaStKid

*tilts head in confusion* It's the matter ... which matters...? *tilts head the other way* Okay. I have no idea what that means but...

 

Sure why not! Yep yep! Tee hee!

 

*runs off chasing an invisable green bunny*

[BeaStKid]

*tilts head in confusion* It's the matter ... which matters...? *tilts head the other way* Okay. I have no idea what that means but...

 

Sure why not! Yep yep! Tee hee!

 

*runs off chasing an invisable green bunny*

Matter = Content

[Kanaye]

Matter = Content

Yep yep! Anything you say!

 

*thinks about it for a moment* Hey... I actually get it now! Awsome! Thanks BeastKid.

[BeaStKid]

Yep yep! Anything you say!

 

*thinks about it for a moment* Hey... I actually get it now! Awsome! Thanks BeastKid.

Glad to be of service...

[Kanaye]

Uh, does that mean I have to tip you now?

[BeaStKid]

Uh, does that mean I have to tip you now?

Just keep posting great snippets in the writing prompt and that would suffice!! LOL

 

The BeaStKid

[Dolores Esteban]

Eschaton (Tanyl)

 

[comicfan]

Marvin sat looking out at the sky watching the small lacey snowflakes cover the dark brown earth. He was a bit depressed seeing as how it was his birthday and with the snow falling no one would be able to make his birthday party.

 

“Marv, where are you little guy?” called out his father from downstairs.

 

“Here, Dad,” he called out as he shuffled out of his room into the hallway.

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“It’s snowing, Dad. No one will be able to come if it snows!” Marv stood pouting at the top step.

 

“Aww, don’t worry Marv. It is early yet. Your party isn’t till noon and it is barely eight now. Besides it was only supposed to be a passing snow squall.”

 

“Squall?” questioned Marv. His brow was twisted up as he tried to figure out the meaning of the word.

 

“Storm, Marv. Just a short passing storm,” said his father as moved toward the dining room.

 

Marvin headed downstairs as he spotted the large gift box wrapped up in ribbon already sitting on the table.

 

“Is that mine?”

 

“Yup, it is from your Grandmother Nina. She sent it for your birthday.”

 

“Ted, is Marv in with you?”

 

“Yes, dear. He is looking at the box from your mother.”

 

“Don’t let him open it till later, Ted.”

 

“Jackie, relax. You know he won’t open anything till later,” said Ted as he winked at his son.

 

“What is Mom doing?”

 

“She is frosting your cake.”

 

“She is? Did she make me my favorite green icing?”

 

“Why don’t you go find out?”

 

Marvin ran as fast as his little feet would carry him sliding across the kitchen floor to stop by counter where his mother stood near a long cake.

 

“Wondered how long it would take you to finally sniff out the cake,” Jackie said as she covered the last inch of cake with the icing. “All I have left to do is write ‘Happy Birthday’ on it.”

 

“Mom, can I lick the rest of the icing out of the bowl?”

 

“As long as you don’t get any on your shirt, Marv. Why you insist on wearing something white is beyond me?”

 

Marvin took the bowl to the table but as he was sitting down he looked back out the window and seen the snow had stopped.

 

“Mom, Dad, it stopped snowing. My party is going to happen, my party is going to happen,” he yelled running through the house.

 

“Next year, Ted, we are going to Chunky Cheese or something. That boy is going to blow out my ear drums if we do this again at home.”

 

Ted smiled and hugged his wife as he watched his rambunctious son run around happily still announcing that his party was going to happen.

[WatchPatRun]

It had been three months since the earth had been pulled out from under his feet. Three months since the blue sky had turned a seemingly dull, depressing shade of gray. There were so many different thoughts that swirled around in his mind; like the box where he stored all of his now former lover's favorite objects. including his favorite green shirt that he had worn the first time they met. Three months, and still to this day he visited his grave every chance he got.