Happy happy Friday everyone! Huzzah! Every Friday, the Limebirds take part in the 100 word story challenges set by Julia’s Place. So, every week Julia will give a prompt and the challenge is to write a story in 100 words using that prompt! This week the prompt is ‘the line was drawn’. If you would like to have a go, scroll down to the bottom for more information.
This week we have myself and Limebirds Kate, Laura and Vanessa taking part.
LimebirdBeth
My sister’s really getting on my nerves. All I want to do is read in peace but I can’t concentrate because she’s stomping around upstairs. Sighing, I get up to see what’s going on.
My mouth drops open as I see a chalk line across our shared room.
“This is my side and that’s yours. We can’t set foot in each other’s sides. EVER. ”
She’s made sure that the line was drawn in her favour, from the window to the opposite wall, but I look again, then smirk.
“Well, I’ve got the door in my side, how’re you going to get out?”
“Oh…”
LimebirdKate
We lay our weapons gently to the floor.
We face each other, him eight and me four.
Piece by piece we shed our gear.
Nothing would make me give into my fear.
Behind me the sun darkened and lowered.
With a deep breath, my enemy stepped forward.
A pen in his hand, and a frown on his face,
the line was drawn telling me my place.
And so it begins on this cold, fateful night
When the two of us ended our year-long fight.
We split the bedroom right down the middle.
As long as I get the window I don’t give a fiddle.
LimebirdLaura
I gazed up at the night sky, the stars were aligned in a way that looked like a line was drawn separating one section of the cosmos from another.
Then, the line moved, it reshaped. It formed a square, then a rectangle. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. It took on one final shape, a perfect circle.
“What is that?” I nudged my mom who had fallen asleep next to me.
Mom began shaking me. “Earth to Jenny. Come in Jenny. Do you copy?”
Suddenly, I woke up with my Geometry homework plastered to the side of my face.
LimebirdVanessa
Madame Agnon stood at the front, waving her paint brush around as if she were conducting an orchestra. “Every one of you is an artiste!” she announced. “Even you Michael!” She jabbed her brush towards the back. A titter rippled through the class. Madame lowered her voice. “All you have to do is draw one line and then let your creative spirit take over”.
Michael stared at his blank paper with his blank mind. He lifted his pencil and began. The line was drawn. Now he just had to wait for his creative spirit to take over. He was in for a long wait.
Would you like to have a go at a 100 word story? Well, head on over to Julia’s Place for the rules and either add your offering in the comments, or do your own post, but don’t forget to either link back to us or let us know in the comments so we can come and read!
