This supposedly is my first entry for 2014 written in response for this week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge but I did not make it to their time limit. Rule is to use 38 words with 1 syllable each. 5 words are already provided – the first time I saw
The first time I saw two faint lines on that stick, joy and fear raced my heart. I am not sure how this works: how to be a mom. She was in no way a mom to me.
To them, I’m always this bastard–a brand of shame I came to know by the spiteful words whispered on every corner of the street. That’s all they see. Maybe tonight, they’ll learn.
This post was made in response to Trifecta Writing Challenge where writers are challenged to use a given word in an entry. This week’s word is BRAND (noun) which could mean any of the following (at least for the purpose of this challenge):
a (1) : a mark made by burning with a hot iron to attest manufacture or quality or to designate ownership
(2) : a printed mark made for similar purposes : trademark
b (1) : a mark put on criminals with a hot iron
(2) : a mark of disgrace : stigma
In the foggy scene of darkness and red, she couldn’t grasp what and why was she waking up blood-soaked. She heard shallow breathing, slowly fading, until the crickets chirped alone in the silence.
This is my first post in response to Trifecta Writing Challenge where writers are challenged to use a given word in an entry. This week’s word is Grasp (verb) which particularly means to lay hold of with the mind: Comprehend.