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Writing Prompt

STORY STARTER

Inspired by Nicole Violette

Write a story about a character whose job is to watch surveillance footage of a building all day.

How can you build a story based on what they see through the cameras?

Writings

Four Thirty-two

You wouldn’t expect to see yourself in the live feed of a security camera, and yet there you are coming into the picture again. You look at your hands to assess the nature of reality. It escapes you. He’s dressed just like you, he doesn’t care that you are there. You keep wondering whether you’re a figment of their imagination. You wonder whose life is a lie. You wonder if lies have ever existed a...

The Little Boy

Despite the unnaturally bright lights of both the screens and the other lights above me, the room still has a depressing feeling. Probably because of just how bored I am. It’s the same thing, people come in, they buy groceries, and then they leave. The thing is, I can’t even see what they buy so it’s not like I could entertain myself with that either. The only thing I find of interest is the littl...

The Third Sense

Michael was different, but not in the way the most ordinary person would think. Every day he would arrive at his Government job on the dot, supervising the individuals who came in and out of the capital building. This job would appear mundane to the average person, but to Michael, it was one to be called extraordinary. Every day he would see new things, but not the normal things he was supposed to...

The Night Shift

James sat back in his office chair. His closet-sized office was littered with cigarette butts and chip bags, which were scattered all across the floor. His desk had crushed cans and crumbs on it. His steaming coffee cup wafted the bitter cocoa scent into the air. He inhaled deeply as he calmly stared at the screens in front of him.


It was the night shift at the store he worked at. Marco’s Grocer...

Watchin

Generally I see nothin. A car goes by, a strange pedestrian, but nothin of notice. Generally I spend my time fighting the urge to look at my phone to day dream. On the black and white screens with that cheap security camera footage is the sidewalk outside the bank. Then there’s the main entrance two large heavy doors and the back. I often fight the images of strange things happening. If you stare...

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Hopeless Love

There’s this girl and she comes here to this office often. Our dads work together for a therapist business. Since I watch the surveillance cameras throughout the building as my job, I see her often. She’s the most popular girl at my school, and she comes to visit her dad. I see her and it makes me feel special.


You can’t see much through a security camera, but there’s something about her that ma...

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From The Eyes Of The Camera: The Medicare Office Of Stockton

Location: The Medicare Office, Stockton, California, United States.

Day: December 15, 2043

Time: 8:29:34 AM


The Medicare office opens its doors

On another cold, chilly yet sunny day

The doors open up to workers initially

Who get ready and situated, with the mindset of “all work, no play.”


Work has become a staple of Earth

Since Mankind’s Shift in 2030

Where we found out that entertainment has ca...

Digital Love

As you can guess, I watch the cameras of this apartment block. Things miss my eyes, but nothing will be missed in the camera


So, I’ve been emotionally invested in this couple: the Robinson couple live in Flat A and there love is so sweet like honey.


I passionately gaze at the camera, as I watch them


Robyn Robinson gaze at Robert Robinson. Her eyes shimmered with tears and her face was coated in...

After The Episode

Luke never understood how he had gotten a job that essentially was catching teenagers make out every day and shooing them off the stairwell. He needed the extra cash sure, he also needed some sanity and this was getting old and tired! All he wanted was one of these stupid grad schools to accept him so he could do his PhD and become a professor and tell everyone this funny story about how his skinn...

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Another Summer Job

“Five minutes, Max.” Ginger is peeking her head through the door of the security room, a salad and Dr. Pepper in her hands. “Make sure to lock up when you’re done with your nightly rounds, kid.” Just like that, I’m left alone in the small room lit only by five computer screens that constantly screen the surveillance footage of Parker’s Gas Station.

“Night,” I call back to Ginger, but she’s ...