Friday, September 24, 2010

She aimed the loaded weapon. . .

How creative did you get with this Wednesday's writing prompt?

Wednesday's writing prompt was: She aimed the loaded weapon. . .

What did you come up with? Here's mine.



She aimed the loaded weapon toward her face then moved it so it pointed at her mouth and stared at it expectantly as if it would explode in her hands at any moment.

You can do this.

Her hands shook and she tightened her grip. Eyeing the cocked and loaded weapon held in her shaky grip, her mouth suddenly went dry. She swallowed, trying to gain her courage.

The rush of blood echoed in her ears and pulsed against her fingers as her heart tried to hammer its way out of her chest.

Come on. You can do it.

Just get it over with.


Wetting her lips with the tip of her tongue, she ordered herself to close her eyes and pretend it was a lollipop.

4 comments:

Robin K September 24, 2010 at 10:39 AM  

OMG! *widens eyes in horror*

Denise September 24, 2010 at 10:58 AM  

LOL!

Was hoping someone would figure it out. :-)

KGoodman September 30, 2010 at 12:24 PM  

I'm a little late in responding, but then again you always ex[ect me to be slow.

She aimed the laoded weapon at his balls, pulled the trigger and shot herself in the toe. What a great way to ruin a good pedicure. :)

Love ya,
Dad

Denise October 1, 2010 at 9:13 AM  

Dad! You are soo bad...but very good.

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