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SIX SENTENCES!
SIX SENTENCES!
My Language Arts Teacher gave us an assignment to write a powerful story in six sentences. Mine isn't quite done yet, but it originated with this one guy who made a bet with someone else that he could write a powerful story with only SIX WORDS! This is how it went:
For sale.
Baby shoes.
Never worn.
Its so sad! Any how, I was wondering what inkwell could come up with. Remember, six sentences, no more, no less, and "The End" Is NOT a sentence.
submitted by Jean
(August 19, 2010 - 11:27 pm)
(August 19, 2010 - 11:27 pm)
This will be a bit poetic.
Sitting in front of the hearth, all cozy and warm in their fur coats, are the barons of Manhattan.
Sleeping on the concrete floors, with a threadbare blanket, are those who are forgotten.
The barons are cheering while the forgotten ones are dying.
Those who need help are turned away, those who don't are welcomed in.
Into the grand mansion with a warm bed and food a plenty.
While those who need it most are left out in the cold.
Nevermind about the poeticness. :-P
(August 21, 2010 - 5:07 pm)
TOP!
(August 22, 2010 - 3:17 pm)
It was a cloudy, gloomy day. On the ground stood a massive forest, looking normal as always. Then, suddenly, flames appeared in the trees, which was not normal. Creatures fled from the forest, desprately trying to escape a firey death. Meanwhile, three campers stood on a hillside, watching the destruction. One turned to another and whispered hoarseley, "What have we done?"
(August 23, 2010 - 10:01 am)
Whoa Dawnpaw, that's really poetic! Even though it's quite sad, awesome job! ;) :)
(August 23, 2010 - 11:20 am)
Thank you! It seems like it has to be sad for it to be powerful in six sentences...
(August 26, 2010 - 6:31 pm)
The creature stood silently amongst the rubble. Then suddenly, it made a low noise, that could almost be mistaken for a thundercloud's rumble, unless you saw the magnificent beast that made it. Behind it were the remains of a tower that once stood tall but was now in ruins.
The creature stirred and turned away. Two others stepped from the shadows, and looking back in one last goodbye, they leapt away, never to return to the city that was once their home.
Behind them, the great bird cried softly, then took to the skies.
(August 27, 2010 - 7:33 pm)
Awww. That is sad. The poor birds lost their home.
(August 29, 2010 - 12:50 pm)
Oh, I did something like that in my Honors English class last year. It was the six word kind and we made a visual to go with it. I'll post a picture of my visual, later, if you guys want. It was a mixed media on a small canvas. I make a lot of those. My six words were: Learning to dance in the rain. I like the idea of six sentences though. Sounds less complicated :) I can't wait to hear more of them :)
(August 27, 2010 - 11:51 pm)
Here is mine, in 6 sentences:
I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw our beautiful, young, harmless pet chicken and a canine pursuer on the lawn.
The gap closed, and as the dog pounced there was a wave of horror and distress carried by crying.
My brother held the chicken-- or more of a chick, really-- in his arms for the last time.
I didn't know what to say. I almost wanted to laugh in a deep-down sort of way. The evening was all tears.
I hope you like it.
I don't really see how the baby shoes one was sad. . . . oh wait, maybe I do.
(August 28, 2010 - 3:31 pm)
Dawnpaw: It was actually about Raikou, Entei and Suicune. And Ho-Oh. And the Burnt Tower.
(August 31, 2010 - 2:28 pm)
I see how It was sad.
Never worn.
Wahhhhhhhh!
(August 31, 2010 - 4:49 pm)
I see how it was sad too...but I don't like to think about it too much, because it makes me MISERABLE. :(
Anyway...story in six sentences...
A young girl was alone in the forest and crying. She didn't know where she was or where to go.
Suddenly a gleam of light appeared from nowhere. She turned her head to see what it was, and dicovered...
A brilliant white horse, or what would have been a horse if it weren't for the single shining horn springing from its forehead.
Shh, young one, it spoke in her mind...and led her home.
There, I knew I could make a happy one! :)
Andy P. C. says ourd. Weird?! Ex-cuuuuse me, Andy. Hrmph!
~Wolfgirl67 signing off.
(September 15, 2010 - 1:49 pm)
Great stories, guys! OK, here's mine.
Birds of a Feather
My wings pound in rhythm with my best friend’s, Sandra. We were heading south, where everyone goes at this time, like some humans do to escape the snowy mountains of Alaska and flee to the tropical islands of Hawaii, except that we’re flying for survival. Sandra and I had vowed to stick together; both of our parents have died, and we have no siblings. I can see the land birds, who stick around here all year round, and know we are almost there. Our flock picks up the pace and is flying over the islands when a searing pain shoots through my body, originating from my left wing. I fall, the ground coming towards me quickly, hear the human laugh maniacally like a hyena, and I know this is the end.
Also, we had to use two similes/metaphors. :) Hope you like it!
(September 19, 2010 - 7:33 pm)
If u still don't get it, the baby never wore the shoes because it died, or at least that's what I got out of it.
(October 10, 2010 - 4:23 pm)
I'm not sure I like this, but here's my six sentences...
A little girl cries her heart out. She screams for her guardian to visit her. No angel appears. Inside her fist, a small lily is crushed. She releases fear, anger, and love.
Now silent, she drops the flower to rest in front of a hard stone of gray, with the words that hurt permanently etched in it.
Tell me if this is any good.
(October 10, 2010 - 4:30 pm)