tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3253514971182687836.post7949612358154583767..comments2023-12-28T21:40:11.886-05:00Comments on DENISE ROBBINS BLOG: Writing prompt Tuesday - Staring down at...Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08202637428419405795noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3253514971182687836.post-12046085385072896862010-01-31T08:44:37.509-05:002010-01-31T08:44:37.509-05:00Gina - Wha?! That was so not what I expected. Love...Gina - Wha?! That was so not what I expected. Loved it.Denisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08202637428419405795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3253514971182687836.post-74261570072154998442010-01-30T19:12:19.161-05:002010-01-30T19:12:19.161-05:00Staring down at my dirty fingernails, I stood twen...Staring down at my dirty fingernails, I stood twenty five years ago popping bubble wrap in my kitchen. There was dog drool next to my foot and the refrigerator magnets were in a clump on the floor. <br /><br />My mother was hunched over the sink, clutching her chest as she exaggerated the effects of her asthma. I grabbed another sheet of bubble wrap from the package that had caused her outbreak, and popped the bubbles one by one insouciant to her show as she gasped and cried.<br /><br />As my legs dangled from the chair, I wondered why someone would act that way over a package. She was an actress I supposed. Then within a minute the man, Julius from the restaurant stormed in through the back door and strangled her to death right in front of me.Gina Neronoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3253514971182687836.post-83515933379775830212010-01-10T21:16:47.245-05:002010-01-10T21:16:47.245-05:00Staring down at James the taxi driver laying face ...Staring down at James the taxi driver laying face down on the parquet, Grace wondered if he really was a taxi driver after all. "Why would someone shoot James--he seemed like such a nice harmless guy..."<br /><br />comment by StephanieGAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3253514971182687836.post-37331295042363142842010-01-06T18:28:59.526-05:002010-01-06T18:28:59.526-05:00ok - wow! Very nice Lo and Cynthia. They captured ...ok - wow! Very nice Lo and Cynthia. They captured my attention and made me want to know more.Denisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08202637428419405795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3253514971182687836.post-90348152583453289142010-01-06T10:06:15.496-05:002010-01-06T10:06:15.496-05:00Staring down at the white gaunt woman in the bed s...Staring down at the white gaunt woman in the bed she wondered what her parents, her brother saw in her. She suppose she should have some sympathy, but that dark seed in her chest just throbbed. It wasn't the woman's fault.<br /><br />Nicolette closed her eyes steadying her breathing. The odds of this woman even waking up were slim. Slowly she opened her blue eyes as a slight smile crossed her face. <br /><br />No the woman would not wake up. She stood a moment longer staring down at her.Cynthia Spurrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08186272503834050783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3253514971182687836.post-43143058154244153722010-01-05T17:18:01.115-05:002010-01-05T17:18:01.115-05:00Staring down at the murky waters, she wondered wha...Staring down at the murky waters, she wondered what lay hidden in its depths. No telling. The swamps had hidden many things over time. She tilted her head and contemplated that for a moment. It didn't take her long before she came to the conclusion that some things were best left hidden,like sleepin' dogs. Some things just needed to "lie" there.<br />Loretta WheelerLoretta Wheelerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07992133163167526850noreply@blogger.com