Dear Whoever…, #74

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Dear Whoever Fancies A Short Story Or Two,                                                             August 30th, 2012

This is a little tidbit I wrote from a prompt that I received in English class one time. The prompt was simply “The trapdoor in my closet…”

So here’s my spin on it:

The trapdoor in my closet leads to a stairwell that goes up to the attic bedroom that our house doesn’t have. Our house is a quaint one story house with three bedrooms with no attic. But in my imagination, it does, and nobody knows about it. A slide is hidden behind a stack of books. It winds down to my own private garden, full of yellow roses and a stone bench with a little tree with green leaves standing next to it. A little black pup awaits me. Slowly a smile spreads over my face as it jumps and softly yips in excitement of my approach.

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This one was so short and I feel bad for the poorly written short posts lately. Even if it does mean I’m posting more often. Hey, beggars can’t be choosers. So like I was saying,  I feel bad because my posts lately have been so short, because of that I’m offering up another little short one.

The prompt was something of this sort: You just won a five day trip to Paris and GO!

My response was this:

“I won a five day trip to Paris!”, I almost screamed I has so much glee within me.

“What?”, my mom asked.

“I won a trip to Paris!”, I repeated automatically with just as much excitement as the first time.

After much preparation, she took me to the airport and my adventure began. I arrived on time and the first person I run into was an artist.

—That’s where my answer ends. I totally meant to add more to that and write like a whole short story about an artist and how they change my character’s life somehow and all this… Needless to say it never got finished.

These are definitely not my best and I normally don’t share my writing or my thoughts so please feel free to comment and critique but don’t be too harsh. Be truthful but not just downright rude. I’ll leave that to your discretion.

-whatdya think? eshy,

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Dear Whoever…, #75

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Dear Whoever Has Wondered If Their Life Would Be Made Into A Movie,                August 31st, 2012

I was asked a question as a prompt awhile back. January 1st, 2012 to be exact. The prompt was exactly this, I answered it pretty badly, I’ll share my answer following the prompt: Who should play you in a movie? Why? What would you write on the poster?

My answer was this: “Umm, I have no idea, possibly Taylor Swift ((even though besides skin color, well not even that really))  or an unknown actress that can make their big break off playing my role. I pity the person who would play me in a movie. I don’t really know what I’d write on the poster because out of all the things that could happen to me, my life being made into a movie is probably the least likely.

So now I ask you, who would play you in a movie? Why them? Would that character be the hero? The villain? Would they win or lose? What would be the theme? Love story? Epic action movie? A silent film? What would go on your movie poster? Please please you don’t have to answer all the questions just take your best stab at it, in the comments below. I’m quite interested in your answers, so hopefully, you won’t disappoint.

I’m waiting, eshy,

Dear Whoever…, #73

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Dear Whoever Has Ever Been Forced To Read A Book On Greek Mythology,                     August 19th, 2012

If you have been forced into reading a whole freaking book on Greek mythology, you’ll understand me when I’m not the least bit joking when I say I will never ever read that book again. I read Percy Jackson and The Olympians: The Lightening Thief right before and let me tell you, what a let down after reading Rick Riordan for the first time.

And if you have been forced into reading a dry, yet informative, Greek mythology book as I have been so recently, you will understand my confusion about why in every single myth I picked randomly out of the book, that someone’s kid ends up getting cut up and made into soup and fed to somebody else. Why?! Maybe the universe is trying to tell me something, or maybe it’s my own sick self-conscious here. I don’t know, but one thing I do know is, I would have never had kids back in those days.

Oh and the other thing I don’t understand about Greek mythology, when it explains all the gods and goddesses and how they are related and stuff it’s like this god is married to this goddess, who is also his sister, and they had a son who was rumored to be this god’s cousin who was married to that goddess and they had this many kids with different people, and  on and on and on. And I get that a lot of people did that back then, even in monarchy days, people married family to keep the bloodline pure, and going, and keep the power within the family and all that, but geez, the gods were like a box full of hamsters. They just never ever ever stopped.

One more last thing on this subject, why in all the god’s bios are contradicting, I mean I get that some people are gonna hate you and some are going to love you, and it depends on how you treat different people and all that. But in the book it was like this:

god #1:

This god was known for blessing humans with water. He was loving and very nice to everybody. He’s also credited for giving man the horse. He is loyal to everyone and had a ton of kids with his one wife.

However, it is also to be said that he is an adulterous, hating, bastard who wanted to wipe out the human race and replace them all with demi gods.

god #2:

This god was known for being responsible for all harvest, crop growing, and in general, blessing the earth. Along with the earth, man too was blessed by them. He showed man how to plant corn during the dark days when people were dying without food. He watched over all crops and ensured their growth. He was very close to man because of this. He was very giving, generous, sweet, and kind.

However some of the histories say that they burned all the crops of the earth after their child was born dead, therefore inducing a worldwide famine. They got very pissed at the human race out of nowhere and decided to bring disease to the land killing off the animals and furthering the famine. This god was feared even after one of the other gods intervened. Nobody ever skipped prayer again. Not for anything.

Don’t take this the wrong way like I’m poking fun at Greek myths, stories, or culture. I’m not. I think it plays a very important role in our Western culture and civilization. I’m just saying the stories repeated and contradicted to me and I frankly, found them very useful yet boring. Kind of like how most people find instruction manuals.

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I really hope you enjoyed this post. I’m sorry if you found it really lame, I tried. I tried to be funny so hopefully I got one of you to chuckle or at least grin a bit. Anywho, BE WARNED: do not piss off the deities or else you will end up a)being chopped to bits, b)fed to somebody in a soup, or c)dying of a mysterious famine that came out of nowhere.

                                                                                                                                                -remember I warned you, eshy,

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