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Writing Prompt

WRITING OBSTACLE

You are a child who has lost their favourite toy on a day out, and bedtime is quickly approaching. Describe how this makes you feel.

Consider your language choice carefully here, and the age of the child. How do they display their emotions?

Writings

Lost Toys

Once upon a time…

I was a child

And I **LOVED** my toys


Once I had a cat one. I got mad at something or someone so I went into the bathroom and threw the cat… It went straight into the open toilet…


I used to have children’s makeup and there was one thing I loved. My Elsa lipstick. But one day, I lost it in the grass. And my mother had just mowed the lawn when I realized it was gone. I remember d...

Only A Hopeless Romantic

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Oh, how I want to be

Loved.

I want to be held in

Someone’s arms.

I am so

In love

With the idea

Of being in

Love.

I have read

Romance novels

And watched

Cutesy movies.

I am hopeless

In

Love

With

Nobody.

Oh, I want to

My tears to be wiped

By someone’s hand.

Girls are getting asked

To dance,

Yet, all I am

Alone talking to

My _friends._

__

A third wheel,

That’s my ...

A Moment When Words Were Too Much

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Sometimes, I can’t speak. My throat close and I try to let out a peep, not a sound is made. My stomach fills with worry. My thoughts run faster the longer I’m quiet.


I try to tell you what I’m feeling, but something stops me.

You ask me if I want paper to write it down. I nod. You tell me to write what I want to say.

I pause for a moment but begin to write.

_I can’t he...

Pinky

. My room is painted pink. The rug is pink with white flowers. My sheets and comforter has pink and blue poka dots.The window curtains were also pink with dark pink ruffles .I also,have a stuffed pink bird named Pinky. Every night, I take Pinky to bed with me. Tonight was different. I could not find my Pinky. I looked under the bed, in the closet. I started crying because I can’t go to bed witho...

Lovey

I’ve been away long

I’ve been away


To scared to pick up

Pick up a pen


Traveled a hundred miles

Thought I’d escape

This earth-crushing burden

This life-sucking burnout


Let my mind wander

And it came running back


Tried to lose my mind

It followed from behind


And then in

All the midst

I lose you

Baby Bear


The one only constant

In my mess of a life


My green matted teddy

I reach but only find...

A Girl’s Best Friend ļæ¼

"Trunky! Trunky!" I wail, thrashing on my bed. Tears stream down my cheeks, and my tangled auburn hair sticks to my wet face. My emerald eyes dart around the room, wide with horror. "I need my elephant!"


Daddy is on the floor, shining a flashlight everywhere. "Where is it, Hilda? Did you hide it somewhere?" he asks, his voice sounding tired.


Mommy stands in the corner, rubbing her head. "Connor,...

True Story 🄲

ā€œMOMMYYYYYYYY I LOST BEARYYYY,ā€ I sob, tears trickling down my face as I try to stop the embers forming in my throat.


This was the 5th time Ive lost him.


ā€œIt's okay honey we’ll find it,ā€ my mom says trying to comfort me.


We spent 2 hours lokkong for him.


ā€Im sorry honey i guess you with have to sleep without Beary.ā€


ā€Its okay,ā€ I sniffle, ā€œI have floppy.ā€


The following days everyone searche...

Unsung Heroine

ā€œCan you turn the radio up? Just for this song? It’s good I promise,ā€ I plead with mommy.

Mommy turns the song up and I start singing along, and waving my hand outside the window to the guitar. We’re having the best day today, I love Saturdays! Sometimes I like staying home and watching cartoons, but today we went to the park and got ice cream. I watch out at the window as the song blares through...

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Day & Night

Seven am stumbles down the stairs

hurrying for the stop and go of the morning commute

meeting dirty coffee mugs jostle protein shakes

Bleary-eyed congealed grease frying pan

discarded sneakers and every cabinet left open

telling tales of midnight breakfasts and teen romance

talking half the night away

talking until you fall asleep



a moment ago you dreamt in my arms

the weight of your head on my ...

I Lost Mrs. Moo

The sun is going down

Yet, I cannot sleep.

I’m wearing my nighttime gown

Yet I keep going ā€œMeep!ā€

ā€œMeep! Meep!ā€

I cry, and whine.

Yet, I cannot sleep.



Earlier today I went to the zoo.

I think that’s how I lost Mrs. Moo.

Because, earlier on that sad, sad, day

I ran, in hopes that the ticket to Disneyland wouldn’t delay.

Of course

Running had nothing to do with Disneyland.

But I guess I just thoug...