CWWC Challenge #9 | Part 3 | The Final Countdown

 

And yes, it is the final challenge of CWWC.

*sniff sniff*

BUT BUT BUT

That also means that you will be getting a MASSIVELY AMAZING story today! *dances around throwing confetti and balloons everywhere*

So yeah.

Enjoy.

(Although be aware, as this is pretty long. ((and by pretty long, I mean about 2500 words or something…))😜)

Note to Loren: I used 19 prompts from previous challenges and 2 prompts from Challenge 9. And Part 3 is the only part I am entering for Challenge 9.

Part 1 | Part 2


After Jasper’s foot was healed enough she could walk, they set out on their journey again. As they neared their destination, Aria became more and more depressed.

This was a place she had vowed to never return to.

This was a place she had never wanted to return to.

This was a place she had broken her heart.

Finally, they arrived. Continue reading “CWWC Challenge #9 | Part 3 | The Final Countdown”

CWWC Entry Challenge #8 | Part 2

Heeeyyy!

So I know that Loren’s CWWC (Creative Worlds Writing Camp) has already gone onto Challenge 9, but I just wanted to show you peoples the second part for Challenge 8.

Hope ya like it. 🙂

Part 1


They traveled for many days. If they came across a small, deserted village—as there were many in this land—the girls would run inside the houses to scavenge for food, while Aria hunted with her bow and arrows for any wild animals lurking around the ruins.

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Image credit Loren @ Blue Eyes, Gray Eyes

As they traveled on the roads, the girls would tell Aria more about their past. Apparently, there had been a small creek about half a mile from their house. They would go there once a day to get water at noontime, when there weren’t as many wild animals running around.
And before their parents had become “ill”, they had taught the girls how to cultivate a garden and find edible roots in the forest surrounding the house.
As they talked more and more, Aria found that Esther was ten years old, Jasper was eight, and Lilly was five.
Lilly had taken to clinging to Aria whenever possible, even if it meant hanging onto her leg while she tried to walk. Jasper was more of the quiet type, and would mostly stick to herself when we walked.
“Oh don’t mind her,” Lilly told Aria when she asked if Jasper was alright. “She does it all the time,” and then continued to play with her little doll Aria had made for her out of sticks and long grass. Continue reading “CWWC Entry Challenge #8 | Part 2”

CWWC Challenge #8 Entry | Part 1

Wassup everyone? How’s your day goin’?

Today, I’m posting my entry for Loren’s CWWC, for the eighth challenge. I had originally written this for the seventh challenge, but unfortunately, I was unable to finish it in time. So I’m adding on to it so that I can do the eighth.

It’s pretty long, because I want to include a lot of prompts in there. The reason for that, is because I have missed about 4 challenges of this competition and I feel really bad, so I wanna make it up to my teammates. 🙂

Enjoy!

Note to Loren: Loren, if possible, I would like to include the entire story with all its parts as one entry for Challenge 8. I used 4 prompts from previous challenges in this part. And don’t worry, I will be using some of the prompts from Challenge 8 later in this story. Continue reading “CWWC Challenge #8 Entry | Part 1”

Random Writings Part 2

Hey peeps!

Some of you requested another “Random Writings” post, so I thought I would share with ya my writings from prompts, images, etc. that other bloggers have prompted me to write about.

Enjoy! 🙂

Loren’s Prompt:

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Image credit Loren @ Blue Eyes, Gray Eyes

With one last slow, sorrowful look around the room, I grabbed my dirty, beat-up backpack and turned away. I slowly started to walk away when I felt a hand on my arm turn me around.
“Jake. Please don’t go,” she whispered, her voice catching slightly.
I smiled a very sad smile at her. This was always the hardest part. Saying goodbye. I had never liked it, but I had to do it.
Turning to face her, I reached for her hand and held on to it. Tightly. Like I never wanted to let it go. Which I didn’t. Continue reading “Random Writings Part 2”