Today’s OneWord: Walls

Waking from a haze of darkness, Steven found himself in a walled room. There were no windows and he didn’t see a door, but the other side of the room lay in complete darkness. For all he knew, there could be someone else in the room with him and he would never know. He remained motionless for the first few moments, letting his eyes adjust to the gloom.

Today’s OneWord: Orbit

Orbiting my table, the waiter seemed to be lurking about, waiting for an opportunity to say or ask something. I sighed, knowing he would eventually ask it or I would ask him if there was something he needed. It happened all the time.

“Waiter.” I said, wanting to get it over with.

The young man smiled hugely and came to my side immediately.

“Yes, Ma’am. Can I get you anything, Ma’am?”

Today’s OneWord: Camera

“Camera’s don’t lie, Amelia!” He shouted in my face, flinging spittle on my lip and eyelid.  He was furious, inches from my face as he raged on and on about the photo he flung around in the air like a butterfly on a string, fluttering about.

Today’s OneWord: Chief

Known simply as, “The Chief”, my grandfather had been the Fire Chief in Dunn County for more than twenty years. He had saved just as many lives as cats and was loved by all who knew him. He was a man who commanded attention and demanded affection. A hug from The Chief was like being enveloped in a big, furry, love rug.

Today’s OneWord: Epic

It was a failure of epic proportions.  I didn’t know how I was ever going to tell her that I had failed.  Failed.  At the one thing she was so sure I could do.  I couldn’t even do that.  I couldn’t face her, couldn’t tell my sister that my marrow was not a match.

Today’s OneWord: Festival

I ran through the crowds, searching for him.  He was here somewhere.  I pushed people aside, yelling his name, frantically moving through the festival in search of his face.  There he was.  I stopped.  Stood still.  It’s better to know where your enemy is than to have him surprise you.

Today’s OneWord: Function

I was so tired, I couldn’t function.  My eyes threatened to close every other second, against my will and I could smell smoke.  My legs would barely hold me up anymore and I stumbled against the brick as I made my way to the counter.  The woman behind the counter took a step back as I approached, fear in her wide brown eyes.  She made me think of a cow.

Today’s OneWord: Odds

At odds with myself about what I should do, I turned down the alley.  I knew there was a chance I would never leave the alley, but I didn’t care anymore.  I didn’t care whether I saw another sunrise or got another piece of gum stuck to my shoes.  I didn’t care as long as he was alive.  So either he or I was not leaving that alley.

Today’s OneWord: Collar

She wore it attached to a collar on her neck. It was a locket. A gold locket with filigree flowers and vines. It was beautiful. And it was attached by a split ring to a pink dog collar. She wore it around her neck and the pink from the collar matched the pink on the tips of her liberty spikes. Her blue eyes sparkled as she grinned at me and my heart began to pound.

Today’s OneWord: Beehive

Walking home from the bus stop, I was kicking rocks as I meandered my way down the long dirt road to my house.  I felt something touch my ear and brushed my hand lazily in the air near my head.  Thinking about my terrible day at school, I continued looking at the ground and shuffling my feet along.  I felt a sharp pain on the left side of my neck.  I scratched there, assuming it was just a twinge.  Suddenly I felt funny.  My vision began to blur and I felt dizzy.  I felt my legs give way beneath me and fell to the ground.  Confused, I looked around me as my vision went black.  Of course, the beehive . . .