Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
I thrust my knife forward, but my foe is invisible in the darkness. That’s alright. I can wait.
Then the dark is pierced by light, revealing a nurse. The ugly one with the mustache and spider veins. Smelling like tabasco and beer.
“You’re tilting at windmills again aren’t you dear? Let’s get you into bed.”
I comply. I can wait. Her time will come.
Our challenge was to tell a story in 64 words using the following words:
NURSE
TABASCO
INVISIBLE
SPIDER
WINDMILL
MOUSTACHE
The woman sipped her tea and activated the live video feed. It was time.
The girl with the red hair was floating in the pool like that Disney mermaid. The agent strolled through the backyard. He stopped at the pool, clearly irritated.
Just then, the boy began to creep from behind the pillar. Then ran at a full gallop. A water gun exploded. The man landed in the pool.
Another open house ruined. Those kids really don’t want to move.
Our challenge was to tell a story in 80 words using the following words:
CREEP
MERMAID
TEA
VIDEO
RED
GALLOP
AGENT
PILLAR
Tina Stewart Brakebill 