While hunting for an old draft of a story, I happened across a ten sentence story a student had challenged me to write. Since it was a couple of years ago now, I don’t remember the exact challenge. All I remember is his smirk as he outlined the now forgotten parameters and my amusement as I accepted and set to work.
And, just for fun, here’s the final product.
(Note: If this had been originally written for an older audience, I would allow the last sentence to be more subtle, but middle schoolers need things spelled out sometimes. :) )
Ripped from the water, I lay on the hard hull of the boat under the dazzling light. Warm hands manhandle my mouth and neck, pinning me down, while pain radiates through my entire body. I can’t decide whether my limbs are useless from exhaustion or suffocation, but I know I must escape now. Suddenly, the fingers loosen. This is my chance. Wriggling desperately, I flip and flounder. Then I find the edge. With the last of my strength, I roll and splash back into the water. This fish lives to swim another day.
If you wrote a ten sentence story right now, what would it be? (And it doesn’t have to be geared for middle schoolers. :) )