365 Days of Writing

01/06/2022

Ash

Callum curled up. His body trembled with the fragility of a leaf. Quiet sobs echoed around him as the storm swirled. I inched closer and sat beside him. My chest clenched. I reached my arm out, retreated then wrapped it around his shoulder. He threw his arms around me.

I rubbed his back, "Hey, it's ok. You can let it out."

He sniffled, trying to keep everything inside him but then broke. His tears stained my shirt.

"Please- please don't go Ash..." He whispered between gasps of air.

I hesitated before saying, "Ok." (TBC)

Create a holiday! Describe its history, how to celebrate it, etc. Word it as an essay about the holiday - as if completing a boring school assignment

SHSIAKW (AN: any made up terms were most likely keyboard smashes. There is no correct way to read these words)

Umm Shsiakw is a phenomenal holiday. Kids play. Eat bread. Etc. The bread they eat is called tyakel. The best way to describe tyakel is if you imagined fruitcake, hard tack and saltines having an offspring. This would be their satanic progeny. Traditionally, the fruits inside it are raisins, carrots and beets. Many locals love it but it can be jarring for tourists.

Shsiakw occurs smack dab in the middle of January. Kids don't get a day off because this holiday celebrates hard work and hard life. Kids get to suffer-enjoy school, extra homework and extra chores. Parents have to eat less and worse quality food to give the better portion of it to their children. (TBC)

Let's banish some monsters! Write a funny story featuring your biggest fear

AN: So, I'm actually not sure how to write a funny story about my biggest fears. They aren't super funny and are a bit too dark to truly make a funny story out of. I can vent I guess? Or treat this like a fictional journal entry. (I chose the latter)

My biggest fear is probably cold turkey. Well, I guess that isn't truly a fear and more of a phobia. I don't know... it's something about the texture where the meat doesn't fall of the bone and the only way to give it flavour is gravy but at that point, either the gravy has been eaten up or is this gelatinous monstrosity that i wouldn't touch with a 39 ½ foot poll. It's just so gross. AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THE STUFFING!!!! That soggy disgrace for nutrition is a salty, wet mess that I'd much rather throw in a ditch filled with cat food rather than eat it. Just- no. never.

Another fear/phobia I have is finding jagged rock in a pond. I don't care it i fell on it, it's just if i found one in a pond (AND ONLY IN PONDS) with all smooth stones covered by lily pads.

Until next time! Phoebe Phobia