i dump my dailies and weeklies here

July 3rd Daily! (440 words)

I recently read diary of a wimpy kid (yes I read that), more specifically Rowley's diary/journal and I really liked the silly sub-stories in it! they're entertaining for me :>

today, I woke up, made my bed, and played fortnite! and yes I play fortnite. I did my challenges, logged off, and then ate breakfast, which was waffles! I went to my classes and did all my work, and then I drew a bit while listening to music! It was really nice, and then I got off my computer and read a book! I’d already read it before, but I was bored and I wanted something to do, so why not get a book out and read it? I got a fruit and read for a while, and then I asked my sibling if they wanted to play chess with me! They said yes, and it was exciting, but then we both got bored so I let my sibling win, and we both did our own things until dinner! before dinner though, I played minecraft this time though! I logged on to my main survival world and I moved my farm to an underground area I was mining out, so I can have more space available on the surface for future buildings! I then fixed up the little area made for my two foxes and added a leaf roof! I just put some leaves above the fenced area and added shroomlights as the light source, since lanterns unfortunately wouldn’t hang from the leaves. I traded with my villagers a bit to get emeralds, level them up, and get some XP points for that! I really needed XP to fully enchant my armor and gear, so it helped a bit. I got off minecraft and then I ate dinner! After dinner, I went back to my room and continued my drawing from earlier today! I finished it, and then decided to look around scratch and watch a bit of youtube! I also took chocolate from the fridge hehe! Then I got off my computer again and went outside for my normal evening walk! It was very nice, but it was kind of hot outside so when I returned home, it was a relief to get out of the heat. I got on my computer again and just watched some more youtube and read a book sometime around then! I decided to write random stuff while I waited for the new daily to be posted! I didn’t get that far though, so I went back to watching youtube until the new daily was posted! It’s really interesting and it’s what I'm doing right now! There’s not much more left to write about my day, so I think I’ll end this here! I enjoyed writing this, and I might do this more often!

July 6th daily (edt)

heya!! I’m Exclamation Mark, and I’m very excited right now! I’m also a bit confused since my author uses me two times at the end of a sentence for some reason, and I’m not sure why! it just happened a few seconds ago! Some other punctuation marks say I’m a bit too… excited or energetic. Others say that I’m kind of angry. I don’t really know why they say that, I’m just being myself. Actually, I think I am kind of energetic, so the first thing I mentioned is partly true. For the second one… to be honest, my author also sometimes uses me in a sentence where there’s some yelling in it. Anyways, I’m soon going to be talking with some of the other punctuation marks! I’m going to be talking with Period, Question Mark, and Comma! Period is kind of serious often, but is very well known. Question Mark is often lost and confused, and others ask Question Mark confusing things on purpose. It kind of makes me feel bad. Comma is kind of a mix between all of us, but takes more time with things. I don’t really know why, though. Some other punctuation marks I know are Colon and Semicolon! Colon likes making lists and things like that, and Semicolon likes doing the same thing, but slightly differently. Semicolon is often seen as confusing, and I don’t think they like that. I really hope both Colon and Semicolon can join Period, Question Mark, Comma, and I for our little picnic in the park! The weather is really nice today, and I think I should be heading off to the park soon. My author seems to like me best, or at least that’s what I’m told. I think I’ll go to the park now for the picnic, bye! (301 words)

whats wrong with me

July 8th Daily!

btw this is a close friend relationship :>
also character starri is not the same as me why do i have to be so confusing
im getting rid of this when I can
its cringe ; - ;

Starri pushed open the door and entered the classroom. “Rain? Are you there?” She heard a rustling sound coming from the corner of the room and she looked over there to see Rain holding something in their hand, looking upset. “What’s wrong?” Starri asked, sitting down next to Rain, looking at them.
“I’m just so stressed out…” They said sadly, looking at the book they were holding. Starri took the book and said, “Hey, it’s fine. I can help.” Rain looked slightly less upset and explained what had happened while Starri listened.
They had both met on the first day of school, when Rain was looking for someone to spend the lunch time with, as they were new to this school and didn’t really know anyone. Rain knew Starri a bit from one of their classes, so they asked Starri if they could be at that table and Starri didn’t mind. After a bit of talking, they both realized they had a lot in common: both of them were quiet and serious and shared similar interests. They soon became close friends, doing a lot of things together. If one of them needed advice, they’d go to the other to ask them about their thoughts. They often spent their free time together, doing anything going from playing video games to talking about cookies.
“…and I’m really confused about this, and the teacher didn’t explain it very well, and now I don’t know what to do, and this is worth a lot of points….” Rain finished, looking sad and stressed again. Starri, who had said nothing throughout the time Rain explained, finally spoke. “Don’t worry, I can help you out with it. I can come over to your house to explain it all, it’s really not that hard.” Rain lightened up and then the bell rang, signaling that it was time to go to the next class. Rain got up and left, waving at Starri. Starri went to her class and waited for the end of the school day to arrive.

Starri rushed out of class, looking around for Rain. She eventually found them, and they both headed to Rain’s house, talking about what to do after they were done with their work.
Starri explained and showed Rain how to do the work, and Rain got their assignment done. Rain thanked Starri and they finished their own separate work and when they finished, they decided to play minecraft :> (406 words)

1st weekly

characters:

rosie's traits:
doesn't rely on others
sleepy
protective
a bit hurtful?
gets used to new experiences easily
mood changes quickly
repetitive
(sometimes) tries out new things
has room for improvement
overachiever
perfectionist

I based my first character, Rosie (she/her), off of a Floribunda Rose and some of its variants. Rosie doesn't rely on others often and can get very sleepy at times, normally when she doesn't sleep well. She is also tall and protective but sometimes ends up hurting others unintentionally. She is able to get used to new places and experiences easily. Her mood can also suddenly change and experience multiple different moods at once. She prefers to do the same things she likes over and over again but occasionally decides to try out something new. She knows she can improve and attempts to do so. She is naturally an overachiever and tries to do everything she can, even if it stresses her out. Her being an overachiever also contributed to her also being a perfectionist and being hard on herself when something goes wrong, no matter if it's her fault or not. (153 words)

river's traits list:
quick learner
cheerful
shy
quiet
lucky?
gets a bit carried away if not stopped
self-reliant
smart
reckless
bit of a troublemaker?

I based my character, River (they/them), off of a water clover. It’s easier for River to learn new things than it is for others. They’re also very cheerful around people they know, but shy and quiet with people they don’t know well. They also have a lot of luck with having things they want to happen to occur, and they like rainy days and bad weather. If no one stops them or no one’s looking, they can get carried away with things and cause a bit of trouble and sometimes damage. They’re very self-reliant and don’t require much help or assistance from others often. They’re also smart but sometimes a bit reckless, causing more trouble. River is more of a shy person around others they don’t know, but if you get to know them well, you’ll realize that they’re very cheerful and a bit of a troublemaker, but still a bit quiet. (152 words)

plot
I got astraphobia, which is the fear of thunder and lightning. I could make my character, Rosie, have astraphobia. It’s early in the morning when Rosie wakes up to a knock on the front door of her house (taken from the plot generator) and sees River happily waiting for them, all wet since it’s raining. River suggests they walk around in the rain, and Rosie agrees. During their walk, they hear thunder, but Rosie has astraphobia, so she wants to go back home. River continues walking around as they don’t know about Rosie’s phobia, but Rosie eventually tells River about her phobia. (102 words)

setting
I chose the Ceylon Black Milk Cap Tea from the boba drink list to base my setting off of! I’m basing it off of the description though. The main setting is the suburbs of a huge city where Rosie and River live. (for clarification, they live in the suburbs.) Majority of the houses in the nearby neighborhoods have white or a light gray color for their fences, gates, and house walls. The sky is a dark gray and it looks like it’s going to rain soon and that a storm is possibly coming. It’s slightly foggy outside and the sun is nowhere to be seen, its rays covered by the huge amount of dark clouds hovering around in the sky. The grass on people’s lawns and on the side of the sidewalks is damp and sparkling from the fog, and the sidewalks look slightly wet. There are very few cars driving around, hinting that it’s early in the morning and people are just barely waking up for work or other activities. Some people are outside walking their dogs, as it’s not that cold and the sun isn’t out, and some stores are getting things ready to open up for the day. The streets are quiet except for the engines of the few cars driving by, and the barks of dogs. A smell of breakfast drifts out of a house, and some stray cats are wandering around, sneaking into people's backyards, likely looking for food to eat. A few drops can be felt coming down from the sky. (257 words)

the story
Was it a knock that had awoken her?
Rosie sat bolt upright in her bed. Loud knocking can be heard from outside the house, and there was a soft tapping noise somewhere nearby. She checked her clock on her stand. It read 6:53. Rosie got out of bed and went to the front door quietly to not cause any noise. She opened it to see her friend, River, grinning, but extremely wet.
“It’s raining!” They said, moving aside and excitedly pointing at the sky. It was raining, as River had said. It had been a while since it rained in this area of the city, so it was natural for River to get excited, and anyways, River liked the rain and bad weather.
Rosie poked her head outside the door to see more clearly, and grinned at River. “You want to go outside and walk, huh?” River nodded excitedly and then Rosie said, “Alright, I expected this anyways. I’ll get a coat quickly, one second.” Rosie ran off to find a coat and umbrella to try and prevent herself from getting wet even though it was likely that it would happen anyways, as River really liked to splash water. Rosie pulled on a raincoat on top of the clothes she was already wearing, took an umbrella that was in the hall, and went outside to see River staring at the sky, observing the rain.
River noticed Rosie as she locked and shut the front door. “Come on, let’s go!” River happily exclaimed, pulling Rosie along as she was opening the umbrella and quickly put it over her head.
“It’s been a long time since it rained,” River said, looking around, smiling. They had declined to share the umbrella with Rosie because they liked to see the rain pour down and they already had a hat on, anyways. Rosie nodded, as she looked from under the umbrella. “The rain is actually really nice,” she said, slightly smiling. River continued skipping along. They were older than Rosie, but a bit less mature and slightly more childish. They were still very fun to hang out with, though. River turned around the corner of the street, and Rosie followed. When Rosie turned around the corner, though, River was nowhere to be seen. Rosie looked around, and continued walking, thinking that River just went far ahead and that the rain just made it hard for her to see them.
“BOO!” Rosie got splashed by water and looked around and spotted River in a small area between the two nearest houses. Rosie began to laugh, and so did River. She didn’t really mind that she got wet, it was entertaining to her and she knew River did it with a good intention. They both continued to walk around and they began to talk about school and got in a silly “argument” about who got better results on their exams and then decided that scores didn’t really matter. Both of them continued to talk about school related things and then got quiet for a while. Rosie was walking peacefully while River skipped up and down the streets, sometimes slipping and nearly falling over, causing both of them to laugh for long periods of time. After a while of this continuing on and on, Rosie heard a rumble, and then saw a flash in the distance, near the sky. She froze, and River looked at the direction of the flash and both of them realized what that flash was. “Lighting!” River shouted excitedly. They really liked bad weather for some reason, even if it was dangerous. Rosie began to panic, as she had astraphobia and she didn’t like being outside during a storm like this. River continued to skip along, and Rosie followed. She felt angry that River didn’t seem to care that she was afraid of thunder and lightning, but Rosie then remembered that River didn’t know about her phobia. Rosie tried to think of a way to tell River about it, but was worried that River would think she was exaggerating. Rosie checked where they were, and realized they were far from her house, making it difficult to be able to return home quickly. River turned around and saw Rosie far behind, and asked, “Is something wrong?” Rosie shouted back that nothing was wrong and that she was fine, so River continued to walk along the streets, and Rosie had no choice but to follow. She ran to catch up with River, as the thunder and lightning grew louder and closer. Rosie was extremely scared by now. She checked her watch; it read 7:49. She was getting slightly hungry and felt tired and sleepy, but hoped that River would be hungry soon so that she wouldn’t be the one to suggest to go back home. River checked the time on their watch, and headed in the direction of their houses. The thunder and lightning seemed to finally be too much for Rosie, and she ran to catch up with River.
“Hey… River?” She said cautiously.
“What’s wrong?” River asked, looking slightly confused.
“I… I have astraphobia. It means I’m scared of thunder and lightning…” I muttered, looking at the floor.
“Why didn’t you tell me? You should’ve told me so we can go back home early!” River ran in the direction of my house and I followed.
After a lot of running, we reached my house and River sat down next to the front door and looked at me. “Sorry for making you go outside… I didn’t know you had astraphobia.” River and Rosie began to discuss what they could do instead, as River knew it wouldn’t be easy for Rosie to overcome her phobia and they didn’t want to make her uncomfortable by being outside in a storm. The thunder and lightning stopped a while after and River left to get back to their house, waving, and Rosie waved back. She looked at the sky and then went back inside her house and shut the door behind her. (1,003 words)

total words: 1,667

7/9 (edt) daily:

reader knows something the characters don’t:

Emma and Sally snuck down the street as the moonlight shone on the streets. Sally was slightly further ahead than Emma, and then Sally turned the corner, heading down the main street of the city, which was oddly quiet and something that Sally noticed. Emma followed Sally, and then went down an alleyway, where Sally waited for Emma to explain what to do. Emma finally arrived, out of breath and tired. Sally looked around, not noticing a mysterious shadow behind them and began to whisper, “Alright, let’s raid the shop. Stay quiet, and it’ll be okay. No one’s going to know who did it if everything goes well.” Sally walked slowly towards a back door of the shop she had mentioned, picked the lock, and snuck inside. Emma sighed and followed, the mysterious figure following silently behind.
Sally took out a flashlight and began searching for something. “What are you looking for, Sally?” Emma asked curiously. Sally didn’t respond, and continued searching. She went to the top floor, which was a storage room and forbidden to enter to all those who weren’t employees. Emma didn’t follow, and looked out the windows nervously, making sure no one was nearby. Sally searched through some cabinets and took out a small rectangular box, which she stuffed in her bag. She looked through a paper she had found in the same cabinet, and went back downstairs to the main floor.
“Sally? What are you doing?” Emma asked, slightly nervously, hoping that Sally would explain this time. Sally once again didn’t respond, and searched underneath the cashier counter. As she grabbed something and held it up to the light coming from the moon through the window, a voice spoke from the corner of the room. “What are you doing? Why are you searching the store at 12 in the morning?” The person stepped out of the shadows, and both Sally and Emma immediately recognized the person as one of the employees of the store, whose job was to make sure that no one stole anything while no one was looking. Emma ran out of the store, taking the bag from Sally who ran, but not before the employee managed to take a picture of her to show the shop owner. (375 words)

characters know something the reader doesn’t:

Sally ran down the oddly quiet main street in the moonlight, Emma following close behind before turning and going in an alleyway. “You know what to do, Emma. If we do it quick, we won’t be caught,” Sally whispered, picking the lock on the back door of a shop and entering, followed by Emma. Both of them turned on flashlights as Sally went upstairs to search for something as Emma did the same thing, but on the main floor. Sally pushed open a door with a sign that read, “Do not enter” and entered a room that seemed to be a storage room. She frantically opened cabinets and drawers and stopped at the sight of a brown wooden box with some small notes next to it. She quickly read the notes and took the wooden box, closing all the drawers to hide that she was there. She then went downstairs, where Emma was looking behind chocolate boxes and under shelves. Sally tapped Emma on the shoulder and showed her the notes. Emma quickly read them, nodded, and continued looking for something. Sally did the same, as the shop was big and it was dark, and their flashlights had to be off in case someone saw the lights. Emma looked under the cashier counter and found some papers there, which she showed to Sally and they both read them. “These aren’t the papers, they must be upstairs,” Sally whispered, and both of them went to the top floor to search again. As soon as they entered the room, Emma noticed something that was taped on the ceiling and tried to grab it, but it was too high up for her to reach. Sally pulled the thing Emma saw off the ceiling and turned it over. It was a paper, likely the one they were searching for. Emma looked at the time and said in a loud whisper, “WE NEED TO GO!” She ran down the stairs and out the door, Sally following close behind. It was a close call. (338 words)

total words: 713

7/10 (edt) Daily:

Blossom walked ahead of RIver and Rose. She seemed in a hurry, and the other two didn’t know why.
It was a dull and cloudy November morning. Many other people were walking along quickly, as buses and cars drove by. River and Rose finally caught up to Blossom as she entered a shop, causing a bell to ring, signaling a new customer. River and Rose shrugged and followed, ringing the bell again. A loud caw could be heard in the distance.
Someone came from a door behind a counter, talking over their shoulder to another person that the three kids couldn’t see.
“… and restock the dark chocolate boxes, we’re nearly all out. Oh, hello! What would you like?” The person noticed Blossom, River, and Rose standing on the other side of the counter.
“We’d like two chocolate boxes, one a milk chocolate and the other a dark chocolate, please.” Blossom spoke, glancing at River and Rose. The person got the two boxes from the shelves behind them and handed them to River and Rose, and Blossom handed over the money. They all left and chatted happily. Some ravens were in the middle of the street, eating crumbs and then flew away, cawing and screeching. While the three were talking, they felt drops on their heads and they all looked up.
“Is it going to rain?” Rose asked the others. They shrugged and continued walking home, but then the sky opened up and it began to rain heavily. They ran to River’s home, as it was the closest. They got inside the house and shut the door, breathing heavily.
River moved open a curtain and spied outside. “It’s hailing now…” they said, moving aside to let Rose and Blossom see. River turned on the lights, which came from one small lightbulb on top of the kitchen. They all waited for the rain to clear up, thinking it wouldn’t last long.
After a few hours, they still sat there and the storm had only worsened, as there was thunder and lightning now and the power had gone out. River was reading a book, and their light source came from a candle, which was slowly burning out. Rose took to watching the rain to pass the time, and Blossom was deeply regretting going to the chocolate store, as now she and Rose couldn’t go back home in this weather. She held an hourglass in her hand, wondering how long she’d have to stay at River’s house.

*1 Week Later*

Blossom looked out her window. It had been a week, and there had been multiple different storms within that small time. She had gotten home safely after the first storm and so had Rose, but it seemed like the storms would never end. Blossom could hear the rain hitting the roof and windows. Where did this sudden bad weather come from? It was also much colder than it usually was. She had a feeling that this would be a cold and harsh winter, and she was worried. (504 words)

7/13 (edt) daily:
tw: slight hints of setting fire to things
st please don't ban me ;-;

“What are you doing with that?!”
“With what?”
“That thing… in your hand! Don’t play innocent with me. That thing you are holding may cause the destruction of this entire world!”
Amy stuffed the lighter in her back pocket. “I don’t have anything in my hands!” She said, not looking at her friend. River sighed and said, “Why do you have a lighter in your pocket?” Amy didn’t respond, and looked outside. There were a lot of trees outside, but there’s no way one simple ignition can destroy the whole world. Anyways, she had a different plan.
“The lighter was to light a candle so I could see clearly,” Amy responded. It wasn’t a lie, but it wasn’t the truth either. She did light a candle, but that wasn’t why she had it. “Amy, I know what you’re going to do! I’m not dumb!” River shouted They tried to take the lighter from Amy, but she held it high in the air. “Look, I’m not going to do anything wrong. I won’t,” Amy lied, trying to get River to stop bothering her. She ran outside and left the house, River following her, knowing what she was going to do. Amy threw the lighter into the forest so that it couldn’t be found, an odd glow following it and disappearing in the darkness. Amy sat under a tree, pretending that nothing had happened.
“AMY, GIVE ME THE LIGHTER!” River shouted, running towards Amy. “I don’t have the lighter anymore. I threw it away.” She replied calmly, turning out her pockets to prove she didn’t have the lighter anymore. River looked at her suspiciously and said, “Did you really?” They looked at the forest, and looked back at Amy. A bright flash came from deep in the forest, but River didn’t notice. Amy looked at the floor, muttering something. River tried to hear, but all they could catch was, “…at least it won’t harm them.” River asked loudly, “What would harm who?” Amy looked around: it seemed that she had forgotten River was there. “Just stall for time…” she thought to herself. “Nothing, I was thinking about something….” River looked at her suspiciously. “Where did you throw away the lighter?” Amy looked at the ground, trying to think of a reply. “Well… I- um-” Smoke was rising in the sky, and there was a smell of something burning. River looked around as Amy did the same, and then she ran, leaving River behind, shocked.
(412 words)

7/14 (edt) daily:
i was so unfocused while doing this ;-; oh yeah the words were sun, moon, drop, rain

The sun was slowly setting, but it was hard to see it happen. Clouds were covering the sky, only leaving a few cracks for sunlight to go through. Amy was sitting under a tree, drawing. She got up and went back to her house. It was empty, as no one was inside and her parents had gone to the store. The sun was now completely covered by the dark clouds hovering around. The moon wasn’t visible, and a few drops came from the sky. Amy went outside to see the drops, and one fell on her hand, which was outstretched. Rain began to fall more frequently and soon there were loud tapping noises on the roof of the house. It was raining heavily now, and Amy went back inside to watch the rain from there. She was wondering if her parents would be able to return home soon. When it rained this much, it was dangerous for them to be driving around. (162 words)

7/16 (edt) daily:

Amy stepped outside and shut the door behind her. She went for a walk around the neighborhood, as it was a nice, cloudy day and perfect to have a stroll around the area. After a while, she arrived back home and decided to have breakfast, which was waffles. She quickly ate the waffles and didn’t know what to do. She settled on making cookies and got all the ingredients and supplies ready. She finished with the cookie preparations and put them in the oven and while she waited, she sat down and read a book to herself silently. She set the book down and listened to some music while she took a piece of paper, a pencil, and began to sketch a tree. The cookies were done baking, so Amy removed them from the oven and let the cookies cool down while she completed her drawing. She rolled up her paper and moved it to the side. She stored her cookies in a box and went up to her room, where she proceeded to color in her sketch from earlier before and left it on her desk. She turned on her computer and browsed through websites, clearly bored. She closed the tabs and opened Minecraft, where she clicked on her main world and started to play. She organized her chests and items, then dug a staircase to have her mining area in. She mined for ores and materials, acquiring a lot of cobblestone and other building materials. She saved her progress, logged off, and turned off her computer. (258 words)

second weekly:

part one:
My three sprites were a boy holding a ball, a tree, and a monkey with a basketball hoop/school as the background. I could make the story go like this: the monkey climbs around on the tree and tries to prevent the boy from scoring a hoop, and the boy is doing this to practice.. (did I phrase that right? also i apologize if anything in this section specifically is worded wrong, my small brain doesn’t understand basketball)
The boy bounced the ball on the floor repeatedly, looking at the hoop. If he wants to get on the basketball team, he has to improve. He saw a nice tree nearby, and saw a monkey there- why is a monkey there? The boy shook his head, and threw the ball, but the monkey leapt out of the tree and blocked the shot.
The boy looked at the monkey in shock. He kept trying to score but the monkey kept blocking his shots.
“Okay…” the boy said, “let’s try this again, in a different way.” He ran towards the hoop and jumped, dropping the ball as he grabbed onto the hoop. The ball made it through the hoop, and fell down, bouncing. The monkey, who seemed determined to block all the shots, looked angry. The boy decided to take the monkey’s actions as a challenge and an opportunity to practice, and began to try and score more baskets. The more time he spent, the better he got and more confident. He got tired, though, and he sat down under the tree. The monkey observed him quietly. The boy got up, even though he was exhausted, and kept practicing, but this time, the monkey didn’t do anything besides observe him. After a while, the monkey suddenly jumped and blocked the ball from getting in the hoop, with the result of the monkey getting hit in the face. The boy felt bad, but didn’t know what to do, as the monkey was doing this to themselves. The boy staggered over to the tree and sat down, falling asleep as he was tired. A few minutes passed, and then he suddenly woke up and looked at his watch. It was getting late, and he decided to go to a basketball court closer to home so he could practice more. The monkey jumped off the tree carefully and followed.
The boy ran at the hoop, trying to make the ball in that way, as it was good to have different strategies to do things. The monkey hopped on a tree nearby and watched as the boy continued practicing. The sun was setting, and there was a nice breeze blowing around. It was getting late, and then a shout came from a nearby house as the boy looked towards there. He picked up the ball and went home, but suddenly stopped. He turned around and looked at the monkey, which he seemed to have barely spotted. “Are you the same one…?” He mouthed. He shook his head and ran back home, bouncing the ball. (506 words)

part two:

One day left.
Tomorrow would be the start of cabin wars. Horror, who was standing outside, looking at the sky, went back inside her tent in the carnival, and sat down at her desk, sighing. She wrote something on a piece of paper, rolled it up, and put it in a desk drawer. She began to write on another sheet of paper, pen often pausing and then scribbling frantically again.
Horror got up, rolled up the paper and sealed it, and pushed open the tent cover, heading to the tent on the other side of the grassy pathway. As Horror entered the tent, a door appeared from the ground. Horror pushed the door open, and she reappeared in a room in the main cabin, where she found some of the other cabins talking with each other. She pushed her way through the campers and went to the front desk, where she dropped the scroll of paper in a box that had a note taped to it that read: Horror Cabin’s Work. Horror then turned around and headed towards the exit, avoiding looking at any of the other cabins. She shook her head and pushed open the door, stepping outside, where she found Contemporary and Fairy-Tales hurling friendly threats at each other. The two cabins were supposed to be enemies, but they had a friendly competition with each other.
“We’re going to help you out a bit, but my cabin’s still going to win anyway,” Fairy-Tales said in a confident and slightly mocking voice. Contemporary looked slightly angry, but responded. “You may win, but my cabin is still superior to yours.” Both cabins continued to kindly threaten each other as Horror took a better look at the surrounding area: although camp had started around a week ago, she hadn’t been outside the main cabin very often, as she preferred to keep to her carnival home and only went to the main cabin for the new activities. As she took a better look, she saw nice grassy plains in between the nearby mountains. It seemed like a nice ideal hangout for some cabins. Horror went back to the main cabin and went to one of the side rooms, where there were 15 doors, each leading to a separate cabin’s home. Horror went through the one with a sign that read Horror Carnival, looking behind herself as she did so.
When Horror emerged from the transportation tent, she noticed that the sky was a dark red now. It would be time soon, but it was getting late. Horror went into her own tent and looked for some papers in her folders, and took some out, which all had the same beginning phrase: Cabin Wars!
She sat down and waited for it to become midnight, reading through some papers, glancing at her clock every once in a while.
After a while, the clock hit midnight, but Horror was busy reading through the writing of the campers, and she heard a door slam in the distance. She looked up, knowing that the nearest door was the one leading to the main cabin. She glanced at the clock and sighed. She knew who was the one coming, and footsteps could be heard on the grassy path, getting louder and louder until someone strolled through the tent entrance, holding a paper in their hand. Horror stood up at the sight of Thriller, glaring at him. “With what will you bother me now? A war?” Thriller had a look of surprise, but it vanished, replaced by slight anger and annoyance. He glanced at the paper in his hand. “‘Cabin Wars! Four of your campers have to write 1000 words each. This has to occur in the next 8 hours, or your cabin loses 450 points. Oh, and an extra challenge: each camper must use at least one simile, metaphor, onomatopoeia, personification and repetition – for this, you shall win 25 points each, totalling 100 at the most.’” He smiled slightly and continued, “I thought that you could use a nice gift from your rival.” Horror had a look of disgust and snatched the paper from Thriller. “You can go now, thanks,” Horror said in a slightly aggressive tone. Thriller left, glaring at Horror, her doing the same. She heard the door shut again, and then she went to the tents, in which the Horror Cabin campers spent their time in. She looked inside a few of them, looking for a group that was awake: she didn’t want to disturb the campers who were asleep. She found a tent with a few people awake, discussing something quietly. They all looked up at seeing the moonlight fall in the tent and noticed Horror standing there. “We have a war to complete, here, take this,” she whispered, handing the paper from Thriller to one of the campers, who nodded and began to write, showing the paper to the others. (818 words)

part three:

I walked up the hill, carrying a backpack with me. I looked around, noticing the nice, grassy plains; the wide rivers cutting through the land; the mountains surrounding everything we could see; and the large, wooden cabin in the middle of it all. A lot of other people were walking towards the cabin, some talking with each other. I got to the cabin, and opened the door. I saw a few people talking in the corner of the main room, holding papers in their hands. One of them looked at me and waved excitedly. I noticed a door on the left side of the cabin with a sign hanging on it, reading: Cabin Destinations/Transportation. I waited for a while, sitting down as more and more campers arrived. The same group of people who were talking with each other went to the front of the cabin, where they all called for silence. One of them walked to the front, and began to speak.
“Welcome to camp! We hope that you’ll all enjoy your stay here! You’ll soon be sorted in your cabins, and your leaders will explain everything.” They handed the papers to others, who seemed to be the leaders. They began to call out names, and I sat in my chair, looking at the floor. I heard someone call out, “Starri, Horror Cabin!” I walked over to the area where there was a sign with Horror Cabin written on it. I looked at the others that were in that area too and realized that they’re probably the people that were in the same cabin as I. The sorting of cabins finished and then each cabin went in the room that took them to their separate cabins. The Horror Cabin leaders said to follow them and we all went to the room.
There were 15 doors around the walls. No way this cabin could fit everyone in this camp. Our leaders went through the door right in the middle, telling us to follow, which we all did.
We all reappeared inside a huge tent. This was odd, as there was no tent near the main cabin. The person who seemed to be in charge of the Horror Cabin began to speak.
“Welcome to the Horror Cabin! I’m Pi, and I’ll be your leader during this camp! Pie and Cae will be your co-leaders,” they said, Pie and Cae waving at us. They led us outside and to more tents and stopped. This place seemed to have the theme of a carnival, and the sky was a dark red, casting an odd light on us.
“Here is where you’ll spend most of your time! You’ll be here mainly during the night and while you do dailies, weeklies, and other activities. You can look for the tent with your name on it, and then get to know the others who share the tent with you!” Pi, Pie, and Cae watched the campers search for their tent. I found mine and ducked inside, spotting a few other people. I waved shyly, and they waved back. The person closest to the entrance said, “Hey! I’m Lilian! I’m excited to know you all better!”
“I’m Astra!” Someone else waved from the other side of the tent. Someone else introduced themselves as Vapor, and someone happily exclaimed that they went by Tlip. I said that I was Starri, and we all got to know more about each other, like our favorite colors and activities. Cae then popped in and announced, “We’re all going to do an activity! Go to the biggest tent, please!” They went off to inform the other campers, and we all went to the tent and waited there for the other people in our cabin. Pie got there, and told us what we were going to do.
“Alright, as it’s the first day of camp, we’re going to do something interesting! We’re going to be on a boat ride! There’s a river near the main cabin, so we’ll go there!” We all waited for the other campers, and then we went back to the main cabin.
Once we got there, we got rafts from the storage and went down to the river. All the people in my tent got on the same raft, and Cae joined us. “We’re going to have a small race with the others,” Cae told us excitedly. On the count of three, we all began to row our boat forwards, the water from the river splashing around. Vapor looked behind us and said, “There’s other rafts right behind us, go!” We all kept on rowing, and water kept splashing us.
“The water seems much more rough!” Astra shouted over the splashing sounds as a wave came over the raft and we all screamed, getting splashed once again. “When… will… the… race… end..?” Tlip asked in a slightly tired voice. “Look, there’s the lake!” Cae exclaimed, pointing a bit further ahead: the river emptied into a huge lake in between the mountains. “Come on, no one’s reached the lake yet!” Lilian said, glancing behind. As we reached the lake, a huge wave bounced the raft, causing me to fall over into the lake. I popped my head out of the water, laughing at what had just happened. I was already wet enough from the boat ride, and after falling into the lake, I was now drenched. The others helped me back on, and we kept laughing about it while we waited for the rest of the cabin to arrive.
“How did you fall off the boat?” Astra asked me, shaking with laughter. “There was a wave and it bounced the boat, somehow throwing me into the lake,” I responded, laughing as well. We got off the boat and sat by the shore, joking around.
“That was really fun,” Cae said and we all agreed with them: even if we got wet, the ride was still exciting. The rest of the cabin arrived and we decided to run all the way back to the main cabin, which was very tiring but we kept falling over randomly.
An hour later, we were back at the carnival, happily discussing what had happened. It had been a tiring but exciting day. (1036 words)

total words: 2360
im dead inside please help

7/17 (edt) daily:

uhh I chose the lmanburg anthem because im a clown
“well the darkness came and then it went we built a home and watched it sink”
to
“okay, it's getting dark and it's gone. i built houses and watched them sink"

Willow was carelessly running around in circles, watching someone build something and then going over to help out, the sun setting in the background, casting a warm orangey light on them and glowing up the water. Willow then got on a swing, shouting happily with the sound of the water in the background. The memory slowly faded away and was replaced with an older Willow, staring at the house they had once helped create. The flames lit up the darkness surrounding the island, burning the cottage that stood in the middle. Not only was hard work lost, but so had an important part of Willow. Rain began to fall from the sky as the few rays of moonlight shone on the water nearby while chunks of the cottage slowly floated away. The flames died down, leaving only a bit of what Willow had called home. They walked over to the house, picking something up. It was a burned picture, showing only the side that had Willow in it, smiling happily. Willow stared at it with no expression on their face, sighed, and threw it in the small fire that remained, burning the rest of the picture. Willow sat down, staring at the water that reflected the moon hovering above in the sky. The cottage meant so much to them, and now it was all gone because of something. Who would burn down the cottage? No one lived nearby, as the cottage was the only house within 3 kilometers, at least. Willow also didn’t talk to anyone very often, as there was no one living nearby. Willow kept thinking about it well into the middle of the night, not noticing that they were cold and wet from the rain and the water splashing around. A bit of smoke hovered around with the smell of something burning lingering around. The rain was still falling, tapping Willow and the trees gently. Willow got up and searched for anything remaining after the fire that could be a clue about what had happened. They looked around, but it seemed that if there was something that gave a clue, it got burned. They looked everywhere, but there was nothing remaining except a small bit of the walls. Willow turned around and left, running on the bridge that connected their house on the island to land, not noticing something fall out of their pocket, landing in the water. (401 words)

7/20 (edt) daily:

edit: the weather was sunny for me

The sunlight streamed through the window and there was a nice breeze. Birds could be heard chirping in the distance. The trees were swaying in a nice way. Despite the happy and cheerful atmosphere, Amy walked to her house, looking angry and upset. So much had gone wrong that day. She opened the door and stormed inside, shutting the door with unnecessary force.
The house looked dark and gloomy, as the curtains were pulled over the windows and no one was home besides Amy. She stomped upstairs to her bedroom and threw her backpack on her bed and went back downstairs, plopping herself down on the couch. She stared out of the window, annoyed that it was all sunny and happy outside when she was in a bad mood. She had her arms crossed and randomly decided to go to her room, still stomping around. When she went into her room, the sunlight and wind coming through the open window hit her, so she shut the window and closed the curtains, still fuming. She lied down, glaring at the ceiling and wondering when someone would come back home. She waited for an hour, but then Amy finally heard the front door open, but she was still too angry to get up and see who got home. She heard a shout coming from the kitchen, so she got up reluctantly and went to see who was there.
She went in the kitchen and saw her mom there, unpacking groceries: she seemed to have been at the grocery store. Amy avoided her mom’s gaze, but her mom sensed that something was wrong. “Amy, is everything alright?” Her mom asked. Amy replied, “No,” in a slightly aggressive voice and went back to her room, banging the doors. Her mom was confused, and Amy felt slightly bad for being angry at her mom when she hadn’t even done anything to her. Amy sighed and stared up at the ceiling, trying to calm down. (329 words)

7/21 (edt) daily:

I sat in my office, reading through some papers. The area was quiet and cold, the complete opposite of what was going on outside the building. Whenever I open the window behind my desk, I hear cars and buses drive by and the sound of people chatting with each other on the streets. The sunlight often shines on my window, causing more light than necessary to be in my office. I often hear whispers from the others that work here. The white lights on the ceiling shone brightly, a little bit too brightly. The dust and sand from the outer lands often makes it to the city via the strong and hot winds, which is the main reason why I rarely open the window. Outside, there are dozens of skyscrapers and lots of huge apartment buildings with roads and cars all over the place. Shops are set up along the busiest streets with people walking in and out of them, often not buying anything. Street lamps light up the roads and highways in the night, when it’s cold and more quiet outside. Not many people are outside after the evening anyways. This all seems like a perfect place, but it isn’t. (201 words)

Ash tapped their pen on the desk lightly while reading some papers, which they soon shoved to the side. They got up and looked out of the window and sighed. They had been forced into this, and Ash hated it. Why couldn’t they make their own decision? They didn’t have to do what their parents wanted them to do, but here they were, working for the people they had sworn to go against. No matter what anyone else told them, Ash hated the whole city and the people in charge of ‘maintaining’ and ‘keeping it in control and order.’ In Ash’s eyes, maintaining the city was basically shutting people down and a bunch of acts of tyranny. Sure, the city was ‘fancy’ and all that, but if you slightly disagreed with anyone in power, you were automatically in danger. You couldn’t even criticize the government without getting some form of punishment. Ash deeply despised all of this. They went back to their chair and sat down, tired of all that had happened. Why did no one in power realize that everything they did had a terrible flaw and only benefited the ones that supported the government and the ones part of it? Why didn’t they look at the other cities and lands? Ash had always vaguely hinted this to others, but no one listened to them, and it was time to do something about it. (235 words)

I shoved the papers to the side and got up to observe the streets outside the window. Cars and buses drove by and people walked in and out of shops. Why did most people look so happy? I felt angry that people could genuinely be happy in this terrible place. But of course, they’re likely the ones favored by all the rules and policies made by the government. Since I was part of the government, I did have slightly more freedom than most citizens, but that didn’t mean I liked the government. I was only in it because I had no choice. At least I could put that to some use. I went back to my desk and checked my phone, and I was slightly disappointed to see that there were no new messages. Summer would have contacted me by now. Knowing Summer, she was probably busy plotting some other chaotic action. Still, that wasn’t a bad thing, and if I thought it was, Summer would likely not be freely purposely causing chaos, damaging and destroying things, and continuing the other actions that I’d do as well. I looked out the window, but it was covered with dust or sand – it was hard to tell the difference. The sun started to go down, and I sighed and took my belongings with me, shutting off the lights and closing the door to my office. (234 words)

total words: 670

7/22 (edt) daily:
I based mai off of a mango :>

Mai looked outside. It was a clear day, nice and sunny. She sat down on her bed, debating whether or not to go outside. She loved the summertime, but she’s nearly always outside and she wasn’t sure if it’s a good thing or not. She was always told to get some fresh air, so that made her spend most of her days in her backyard, where there are trees, plants, flowers, and many other things. Mai was mainly a nice person, but she sometimes was sour and in a bad mood. She got up and opened the sliding glass door in the back of her house to her backyard, where she was immediately hit with bright sunlight and the sound of birds chirping. There was a fountain near one of Mai’s favorite places to sit. She sat down, took out a sketchbook, and began to draw. A nice breeze came by, blowing around Mai’s long, light blond hair. She glanced at a dark-green apple tree in front of her, and began to sketch it. Once she finished, she carefully colored in the sketch and wrote the date at the bottom corner of the page. She closed the sketchbook and got her book, which was about fruits, and turned to the page marked by her bookmark. Mai reached out for the bookmark and placed it carefully in between the pages and closed the book. She gathered up her stuff and went back inside, heading up to her room. She left her things on her desk and went back downstairs, looking for something to eat. She got a mango and went outside, where she ate it under a tree, observing the birds on the branches. She finished her mango and rested in the shade for a while, soon falling asleep. After a while, she suddenly woke up and looked around, confused. She remembered what happened and walked over to the fountain. Mai watched the water flow around, listening to the calming noise caused by the water flowing around. She went back inside her house, as she hadn’t eaten anything besides breakfast and the mango. She made herself a sandwich, eating it at the kitchen table. After she ate her food, she went upstairs to her room and silently closed the door behind her. She began to listen to some music while drawing, feeling happy. She laid down for a while, closing her eyes and falling asleep. (404 words)

wait does this even relate to mangoes somehow

third weekly! total words: 1719

Part One: (308 words)
You held the lit match in your hands, aimed carefully, and threw it.
The match landed on the bottom floor of one of the largest buildings. The fire slowly grew, and then began to spread higher. People ran out of the building, screaming. You turned around and ran, knowing that you’d be caught soon if you didn’t get moving. You heard people shouting after you and quickly looked back to see the damage you’d done.
The whole building was burning now, as the fire spread extremely fast. You heard the beeps of firefighter trucks in the distance. You noticed police chasing after you, and looked ahead again, still running. You knew how harsh the consequences would be for doing this, but it was for a good cause. You had to escape. You heard the footsteps behind you as you dodged around people. You turned and headed in a side street and climbed the ladder on the side of one of the buildings. People stared at you as the police kept chasing you. You jumped across buildings and then made your way down to the street. The hot air hit you, blowing dust all over the place. You pulled your hoodie over your head, not noticing the sun heating your back. You dashed inside a shop, hoping no one noticed. All the people who were seated at the tables stared at you, and then you heard the door bang open. You turned around in horror to see the police there, and you jumped over the counter and ran outside through the back door, emerging in an alley and running to the other end, hitting a dead end. You looked around quickly, and saw stairs that lead to the top of the building. There was also a door that was barely open. You had to make a choice, and quick.

Part Two: (237 words)
You stopped running as you reached the dead end of the alley. You clutched your side, breathing heavily. You had gotten away from the police, but they could find you any second. You squinted in the distance and saw several people (likely the police) going in the opposite direction. You sighed with relief, knowing that you had some time to look around and catch your breath. Taking a better look around, you take a peek inside the building with the open door, but it’s too dark to see anything and you didn’t want to go in there quite yet. You glance up at the dark green staircase leading up to the building rooftop. It was a long way to go. You decide to look at the other buildings, which seem to be apartments. The windows on the sides of the apartments are closed and covered, not allowing you to see inside. You hear honks and car engines in the distance. The alley is dark and gloomy and is littered with garbage, leaving a bad smell. The sun is unable to light up the dark and gloomy alley, as the buildings block most of the rays of sunlight. The air isn’t as hot, but dust and sand still gets all the way to the back of the alley. All around the city are seemingly endless mounds and hills of sand. You then hear echoes of footsteps getting near.

Part Three:
proof

Part Four: (1174 words) scroll to the option you chose! sorry if it's confusing
You stopped running as you hit a dead end. You looked around frantically for an escape, glancing back nervously and spotting people walking towards you. You spot a tall staircase that leads to the rooftop of the building in front of you, but you also notice a door that’s slightly ajar, possibly leading into an apartment. You hear footsteps getting closer with each second that you wasted trying to decide which way to go.

A1) Run up the staircase to the rooftop?
B1) Hide in the room and lock the door?

A1: You quickly ran up the stairs, slightly tripping over a few times. You hear shouts from below and decide to glance down. You saw the police looking up at you and pointing, yelling something. You dashed up the last few stairs, realizing you were seen by the police. You ducked behind the railings, breathing heavily. You quickly looked over the side and didn’t see anyone. Maybe it was too far down to properly see someone. You didn’t know what to do.

A11) Run away from the area?
A12) Stay where you are?

A11: You looked around quickly, and began to run. You jumped over the gaps between the buildings and fortunately made it across all of them. Once you reached one of the last buildings in the area, you climbed down using a ladder hanging on the wall, looking around. You realized you were on the edge of the city, and you ran off to the Outer Lands, where all you could see were hills upon hills of sand. No one was known to live all the way out here, and it was hard to do so anyways. You ran away, not looking back. (End!)

A12: You decided to stay where you were, and took a rest. The sun burned on your back, but there wasn’t any shade up there. You sat for a while. Surely the police would have gone up here by now, it doesn’t take that long to get to the rooftops. You sighed with relief, but then you heard loud thumps on metal. You got up, shocked, but then people – the police – appeared over the sides of the buildings. You tried to run, but all the escape routes were blocked. The police grabbed your arm and said, “You’re coming with us, for the crimes you’ve committed.” They put handcuffs on you as you glared at them and tried to get free, but you failed. They dragged you down the stairs, out of the alley, and shoved you in a police car. (End!)

B1: You opened the door quietly and slipped in, shutting it silently. You sighed with relief and sat down with your back against the wall as you heard muffled voices outside. The police were clearly still looking for you. Your eyes started to adjust to the darkness, and you blinked several times.
“What are you doing?”
You turned around in horror as you heard a flicker and the room suddenly lit up, the light dancing around the room. You saw someone holding a candle with a badge on the front of their clothes. You realized who they were, and your face fell. You fumbled with the lock on the door, but the person said, “Don’t run, or you’ll make things worse for yourself.” They stood up. “You might know who I am, but if not, I’m Juliette. I’m in charge of most of the police. Anyways… what were you doing and why are you here?”
You stood there silently, debating whether or not to lie to her or not.

B11) Lie to Juliette?
B12) Tell the truth?

B11: “I needed a place to stay, I got kicked out of my house for a while….” You lied, trying to not show it. Juliette’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t lie. I know you’re lying!” She stood up, still holding the candle. “Lying is just going to make your situation worse.” You stood in shock. How did she know you were lying? You were panicking, and Juliette looked at you, clearly expecting an answer. What if Juliette was lying as well to pressure you into telling the truth?

B111) Admit you lied and tell Juliette the truth?
B112) Deny that you lied and run?

B111: “I- I’m not lying,” you said, backing away slowly. You turned to open the door and run, but Juliette grabbed your arm. She had a slightly angry expression on her face. She got out her phone and contacted the police as you tried to break free from her grip. You struggled for a few minutes, but then there was a bunch of banging on the door, which burst open. The police looked around and spotted Juliette, who spoke calmly. “This is the person you’ve been looking for, right?” The police nodded, and she continued. “Not only did they commit several crimes and damage a lot of government and police, but they lied about what they’d done. We know what this means.” Juliette threw you across the room to the police. “Take them away, never to be seen again!” She turned around, setting the candle down on a table, which let you see the other items on the table. Juliette picked up a match and brought it close to the flame on the candle as the door shut and you stood there, knowing you failed to do your job. (End!)

B112: You sighed. “Fine… I lied….” Juliette’s eyebrows slightly raised as you went on, “I ran away from the police. I was the one causing all that damage, and I was the one who started the fire a while ago.” You hung your head, looking at the floor, but Juliette put her hand on your shoulder. “I’ll tell you something, kid. You know all those fires and all that damage to the government buildings? I knew who had done them and it had you and the others all written over it. Yes, I’m talking about those two,” she said, noticing your surprised expression. “I knew, but I just never mentioned it. I don’t really want to say why quite yet, but just don’t tell anyone, okay? You can go now. Hide out in the Outer Lands. No one ever searches for people there; everyone thinks it’s impossible for anyone to live there.” She handed you a folded paper. “Use this. It’ll help. And good luck.” You unfolded the paper, looked at it, and nodded. You pulled open the door and closed it quietly behind you. (End!)

B12: You decided to trust Juliette, despite the fact she’s part of the people you swore to fight against. “I’m here because I caused a lot of damage and the police is looking for me…” Juliette looked as if she was debating against something in her mind and finally said, “All right. I appreciate the fact that you told me the truth. You may go, but be warned: the police and government aren’t very forgiving.” You muttered a thanks and quickly left the apartment, slightly confused and surprised. (End!)

7/23 (edt) daily:
I got 7 from my random number generator, and I mixed the genres Fantasy and Adventure!

Horse ate some grass, looking at the meadow. Horse then heard a shout from behind them. “Horse!” Sheep shouted, running over to Horse. “I can’t find Pig anywhere!” Sheep said sadly. Pig was both Sheep and Horse’s friend. Horse said, “We can look for Pig! I’m sure no one will notice we’re gone!” Sheep agreed and they both set off to look for their friend.
“Where do you think Pig is, though?” Sheep asked worriedly. “Pig might have crossed over the fence. He really likes to explore. You could search that way and I’ll search around here,” Horse suggested. Sheep turned around and trotted back, calling out for Pig. Horse galloped over to the scary forest. “Pig! Pig, are you there?” Horse shouted, trotting along the edge of the forest. Horse sighed and went into the forest.
Horse saw lanterns hanging from the trees, keeping the forest well-lit. The forest didn’t seem so scary after all. Horse continued to walk along a path and soon found a shack with muddy prints all over it. Horse glanced at the prints and continued walking along. There was a small staircase made up of clouds, and Horse climbed up the staircase, but nothing was there. They climbed back down and continued walking, but then Horse found a cottage. Horse looked around and walked to the back, where they found a fenced area with fruits, plants, and grass, and Pig was there! Horse looked happy and called out, “Pig! You’re okay!” Pig looked up and smiled. “I found this place and it was really nice, so I decided to stay here for a bit!” Pig explained and then both of them went back to the meadow, where Sheep was eating grass, looking worried. “Sheep! I found Pig!” Horse shouted, galloping over to where Sheep was. Sheep looked happy and ran over to her friend and Pig explained again where he had gone. The three friends were now happy. (324 words)

warning: this writing contains mentions of arson and death/murder ( st please don't ban me ;-; )

A Blaze of Hope - A SWC Writing Competition Entry (987 words)

A small click, and a crackle of fire.
The match slipped from Summer’s fingers onto the floor as she ran out of the building, not looking back at what she had done.

*1 week later*

Ash went down the stairs to the basement, where they found Summer reading a book. “Hey Summer. Wait… where’s-” “They backed out of the plan, I don’t know where they went, though,” Summer replied. Ash sighed and said, “Well, the plan just got a lot harder. Do we still carry it on?” Summer nodded, and Ash put down a paper on the table.
“Okay, we can’t do this during the daytime because we’ll be very easily seen, so we have to do it while it’s nighttime. We know that no one besides government officials and police are allowed outside after the sun sets, so we have to be careful. You leave first and start a fire in the northern areas. I’ll cause some chaos in the main street. Then you run to the alley by the coffee shop in the southern part of the city and keep going in that direction, where I’ll catch up with you.” Ash explained. “If we’re lucky, we’ll be able to escape to the Outer Lands. If we fail… we know what’ll happen.” Summer glanced at the clock. It was 1:04 in the morning. “I’ll get going now… good luck, Ash.” Summer left as Ash muttered back, “Good luck…” Ash realized that they were putting so much on the line, just to be free. They sighed and got out of the basement, heading towards the main street.

Ash didn’t see anyone on their way to the main street. It seemed oddly quiet, but they didn’t notice. All that mattered was causing a distraction. Ash took out a box of matches, and lit each of them. They sighed and threw them at each building nearby. They ran, glancing back to see the fire. It was slowly growing, devouring everything it could. Ash stopped in their tracks and stared at the fire, which gleamed in their eyes. When they heard a siren in the distance, they snapped out of their trance and stepped back slowly, finally turning back around and running, spotting several other damaged buildings on their way to the alley near the coffee shop.

Ash finally got to the alley, but Summer wasn’t there. Ash looked around and found a note on the wall. You took a while to get here, so I headed off on my own. Hopefully you can catch up. -Summer. Ash sighed and headed where Summer went, the note falling out of their pocket.

After a lot of exhausting sprinting, Ash caught up to Summer, who was walking slowly, clutching her left arm. “Summer! What’s wrong?” Ash asked worriedly. Summer was breathing heavily and showed Ash her arm. It seemed like she had burned herself. Ash stared at the burn, shocked, and said, “You’ll be okay, we don’t have much more to walk.” Ash dragged Summer along, and after a few minutes of walking, they saw a wall emerge out of the darkness. There it was. Ash tapped Summer lightly and pointed at the wall. Summer noticed it and ran, but Ash heard loud footsteps on the sand and turned around, scared. “Wait… Will?” Someone was running towards the wall as well, and caught up to Ash and Summer. “Guys… I’m sorry for leaving the plan… I didn’t want to risk anything, but here we are…” Summer was trying to open a gate, but it was too heavy to lift open, so she climbed over the wall and sat on top for a while, and then jumped down. “Guys, hurry, we might not have much time left!” There was a faint light in the distance on the horizon. Will then jumped over the wall, and Will and Summer lifted the gate open enough to have Ash slip through, but they then felt someone grab their arm and pull them back. Ash turned around in horror and saw a bunch of police there. They tried to get free, but then another police officer grabbed their other arm. “Trying to escape, huh? You thought that we didn’t have people on the watch every night? It didn’t help that someone dropped a note near the coffee shop,” one of them said, holding up the note from Summer. Will and Summer dropped the gate, as they couldn’t hold it open any longer. “ASH!” Summer yelled, shaking the gate. “One of our most important officials betrayed us… what do we do with them now?” One of the guards asked the others.
“One second, I have my own view on what to do,” A voice spoke from behind all of them.
A woman was standing there, observing the scene. Ash glared at the woman. “YOU! YOU DID THIS! JULIETTE, I AM GOING TO-” “Calm down. No one told you to speak. Anyways,” Juliette continued, “I don’t think we should punish Ash in the normal ways.” She glanced at Ash and then said, “We need to banish Ash. Make sure they never return to cause any chaos. Now go!” Juliette pulled Ash to the gate, opened it, and shoved them to the other side, Ash falling over and looking up at Juliette through the gate. “Let this be a lesson for betraying the government. If we ever see Ash step foot in our borders…” Juliette said, “Ash is to die by our hands, in front of all the citizens.” The sun rose, casting an orangey-warm light on all of them as Juliette looked at Ash with an odd expression on her face and turned, heading back to the city with the other officers. Will and Summer were whispering and Ash stared at the back of Juliette and the police officers, realizing what they had sacrificed just to have freedom.
Freedom. Something so small and unappreciated, yet so big and important.

7/25 (edt) daily:
I used @Stxrryniqht's character!
Brook | she/her | 12 | blond shoulder length hair | gray eyes | she wears lots of denim and black leggings | straight | Nice, kind, smart |

Brook went up the stairs to her room, carrying her backpack with her. She had just gotten home from school and had a lot of homework. She opened the door to her bedroom and took out her school books and homework and dumped them on her bed. She moved her homework to her desk, where she sat down and began to do her math homework. She finished it quite quickly and moved on to the other work she had, finishing it all in about an hour or more. She got her books and began to read them, as she had nothing else to do. She took her school books outside to the backyard, taking an orange with her as she went. She found a comfy place under a tree and read her books, eating her orange. The wind blew Brook’s hair around and flipped the pages of her book back and forth. She decided to go back inside, since the wind kept making it hard to read. Brook threw away the orange peel and went back up to her room. She got a different book and read it, but fell asleep, since she was tired from doing all that homework. After a while, she woke up and realized what had happened. Brook decided to continue reading her book, but then she got out a piece of paper, a pencil, and started to draw something. Once she had finished that, she decided to go back outside and be on her swing for a while, which would be easy since it was windy outside and the wind could help push the swing back and forth. She played on her swing for around ten minutes and went back inside. She went to her fish tank, fed the fish, and went to the living room. She sat on the couch, not sure what to do next. The house was quiet, and Brook went back to her room. She looked around for something to do, but she couldn’t find anything. She looked bored and her eyes fell on the drawing she made earlier today. She got the drawing and colored it in lightly, hanging it on her wall after she finished. Brook got up and opened the closet and decided to organize it. She fixed some things and then sat on her bed, watching the nice sight of the sun setting slowly outside her window. (400 words)

7/26 (edt) daily: I chose: I'll give them shelter, like you've done for me (Shelter by Porter Robinson)
I need to repeat this again don't I (nah I don't):
character starri is not the same as me! (I really should change the name of the character if I'm going to do this *bonk*)
also for more understanding with this story, it's better to read my writing comp entry first, since this daily is related to that story.

Starri looked in a southwest direction, her hair blowing around in the wind. An unlit match slipped in between her fingers, falling lightly on the grass.
She sat on a bench, waiting for her friends. She had gone to this exact spot every day for months. They told her they would soon join her after she left the city, but her friends still didn’t arrive. She had made so many preparations and had things ready for them. Maybe today would be the day…
Starri heard shouts in the distance and looked around. No one was there, besides a few people walking around. She stared back at the ground, feeling alone and forgotten. She heard more shouts; was something going on? Starri looked upwards; maybe something was wrong in one of the buildings? She then heard loud footsteps and spotted people running towards her. She got up as the people got to her and one of them hugged her. “Starri! It’s been so long, how have you been?” The person stepped back, grinning. “Ash! I’m doing fine, how about you? And you two! It’s been much longer since I’ve seen you both!” Starri exclaimed, noticing the other two people that were there as Ash replied that they were doing well. Will waved at Starri awkwardly and Summer grinned cheerfully. “Are you all staying here now? I still remember what you’ve done for me, and I appreciate it.” Ash nodded and so did Will, but Summer didn’t, which Starri noticed. “Hey- um, Summer? I actually have a question… Why did it take so long for you three to get here? I thought you had a plan… you told me before I left…” Summer stopped smiling and looked slightly uncomfortable. “We had another plan, so I thought that there was no point in saying mine,” Summer shrugged. Ash looked outraged. “WHAT PLAN DID YOU NOT TELL ME OF? ARE YOU TELLING ME WE COULD’VE AVOIDED ALL THAT!?” Will looked confused but slightly interested. Summer tried to explain, but Ash looked too angry to listen to her. “Summer… you promised me you’d help them get here, and you broke that promise. I can’t be friends with you if you lie to me and break the one wish I had before leaving,” Starri said, in a slightly hurt voice. Summer backed away slowly and ran, leaving the other three standing by the bench, realizing one of their own friends had lied to them and caused a lot of trouble with that one lie. (418 words)