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 . . .
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Today’s OneWord: Hinge
Hinges squeak when they get old and rusted. When a door opens, you hear the creaking hinge all over the house. Everyone knows what the sound is and which door has been opened. So I don’t know why I thought I was going to get away with sneaking back into the house at 4 o’clock in the morning, but I did. And I didn’t.
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Today’s OneWord: Fences
The fences around the property were old and worn. The shutters were weathered but hung proudly, framing the clean windows. I mounted the aged steps, worn from years of feet and boots and smiled as I raised my hand to knock. It had been years since I’d been home.
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Today’s OneWord: Scarce
Food was scarce in those days and momma and daddy rarely ate anything. They gave most of the meat and substantial food to us kids, hoping we would avoid starvation. It was cold that winter. I remember thinking that my legs had fallen off in the night one time. I woke up and they were numb from the cold. I didn’t think we had it bad back then, but when I think back on it, I wonder how we lived through it.
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Today’s OneWord: Runway
She walked down the runway, her long legs stretching out in front of her as if she were taking a stroll along a sunny French street on her way to a cafe somewhere where she would meet her lover. Her face was drawn and taught, her cheekbones prominent in her thin face.
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Today’s OneWord: Liberty
Liberty tasted sweet. Much sweeter than I had imagined it would. When you think of being free for as long as I have you imagine all you would do, all you would say and feel. And when I was finally free, all I could was stand. Stand still and breathe.
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oneword.com
This website is pretty cool. They give you one word per day and you have 60 seconds to write whatever comes to your mind using the word or inspired by the word or whatever you want.
I find it to be inspiring sometimes. I write so much that is not fiction, not really very creative. It’s non-fiction, essay type topics. I love to write anything, but sometimes I just need a creative burst. So, in those instances, I pop over to my OneWord account and satisfy my creative craving with a 60 second creative writing session. 🙂
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Happy Writing! 🙂
Eileen Maki 