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WRITING OBSTACLE

Write a 100-word description of a newborn animal, without using the words:

Small

Soft

Young

Writings

Broken and confused

A frail body

Oggling at the world

Missing the warmth

Of the motherly womb


Scared of the new

Wishing to crawl back inside

Somewhere safe

Their home


Uttering a feeble sound

Unsure of how it came out

Longing for answers

Too questions they can’t yet ask


Wobbling legs

A limp shaking body

Wishing for relief

For everyone seems to be in awe


Its all feels so new

So sharp

Senses attacked

Stark contra...

The Dreaming Fawn

Covered in slime,

Freshly born like a seed sprouting through the soil

Reaching its head up towards sunlight

Bleating its terror and surprise

Eyes unseeing

Voices unheard

Deep in the forest

A fawn is born


Stumbling about

on skinnywobbly legs

Stiff and awkward

A begginer trying to learn its trade

He’s covered in splotches, spots and patches


Young ruffian bounding

Through grass green and new

Smell...

Redone

The baby was delicate, like a little pottery set. Tiny flowers painted and swooping engravings on the sides. She shined like the sun against the river, reflecting bold blues and orange.


Her tiny legs stumbled through the forest. She was like a crystal in a dark cave. She was starting to learn how to run alongside the rabbits with their shimmering, glossy fur. They were the teaching her how to jum...

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Shattered

You were so small when I got you

But so cute

And soft

And silky

And young

So very young.


I always knew there was a reason you were so smart.

But I never knew that that would backfire

And eventually end you.


I got lucky

I got so lucky to meet you

And live my life with you

And share so many memories and moments with you


It’s like I’m stuck in a dark room

Locked up

You hid the key

And now I’m sea...

Newborn

It emerged from it’s mother, fully formed, but extremely delicate. It’s eyes could barely open as it groped through the world, looking for something to snuggle against. It’s fur sticking up, spiky in that newborn way. It’s mother is incredibly gentle with it, never using it’s claws or teeth unless it needs to to protect the fledgling creature. The baby tries things out for the first time. It has c...

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Saving

They shivered inside the carboard box, three miniature shapes, huddled together. Their black fur was damp, and they were still so new that their eyes weren’t even open. The delicate mews they made had drawn her to investigate the soggy cardboard box, and now she was staring down at the three kittens. She knew she couldn’t leave them alone. She picked up each shaking form and stuck them inside her ...

The Ewe

It immersed itself into the world with a feeble cry, as if it were acutely aware of its vulnerability. The eyes were shut against the morning's pallid light. It unconsciously exacerbated the mess of a creature that lay in the comfort of straw and grass.

Blood soaked its minute legs, and the fur was matted with texture from the mother's womb. The sight was garish, and it held no sentimentality or ...

The Amazon

What a peculiar thing. An ugly looking thing, rather.

It’s pink rolling skin hanging below it’s belly like unfilled socks. It let out a feeble roar and stuck its head into the water, washing off the slime that helped it slip from its mother into the shallow pool by the ferns.

His stumpy buckling legs shook as he tried to turn to the huge figure next to him. Enormous and bellowing, she kicked the...

Bambi

And she is still new to this world,

dwarfed by her mother,

her fur like fresh velvet.


What will she see in her short life?

The headlights of a car,

careening towards her?

Down the barrel of a hunting rifle?


And she is so beautiful,

with innocent eyes,

and legs too weak to walk on.


She tries anyway.


And that’s the beauty

of life,

trying,

even if you think

you are going to fail.

Because just lik...

Baby Giraffe

Her life begins with a six foot drop, the jolt of hitting the ground shocking her heart into a healthy rhythm. Her mother bends down her long, long neck to sniff at this miniature version of herself, slick from the womb, skinny and yellow, all her joints folded into a heap of legs. Slowly, the baby giraffe sticks out first one leg, then another. She wobbles up from the dirt, questing for her first...

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