EXERCISE What Do You See? 1

Discussion in 'INSPIRING MUSES' started by Greenie, Apr 20, 2017.

  1. Here's a little something to tickle your creativity!

    Watch this music video with the volume muted. Whilst watching, or perhaps once you are done, write down a short story or a plot based on what you saw.

    :thumbsup2: You are your only barrier, so break free and write as you will! :thumbsup2:

  2. The car pulled into the abandoned parking lot behind the mall. for the fifth time this week. The only occupant of the car was the eighteen year old male known to his friends as Ryker. Nobody knew or remembered his real name and he liked it that way.

    He liked this place more than he cared to admit. It was the spot where Dana had died and she was still here. He knew it because he had going here for the last five weeks. Each and every day he would go to visit her and she would ask him why she left him in this parking. To the outside observer, he would look crazy, but he honestly found a solution to this. He went late at night

    Ryker had stopped caring what other people thought months ago. He took a moment before he spoke to take a deep breath. " Dana, it's Ryker. I am back again to visit. Are you here?"

    He walked forward, repeating the same line over and over again until he reached the point where she would be. He didn't see her today. Maybe she wasn't here. Before he had a chance to react, he was punched in the jaw. He recoiled a bit. " Let me go, Ryks. Please leave me alone. Don't come any closer."

    Ryker ignored her and continued to walk forward, continuing to speak. " You are the only one who I can trust. Nobody else alive understands me or why I am doing this."

    Once again before he could react, he was punched twice and before he could even do anything was thrown back. He rolled on the ground. " Dana... why are you doing this? Please, I love you. Please, don't do this me." He waited for an answer, but received another punch, but he didn't stop walking. He didn't stop going. He kept talking, the same thing that he had said before and was met with another punch to the other side of his jaw. He didn't care, he would take a thousand punches from her, even if it was from her ghost.

    He kept looking at her. " I would take a thousand punches for you. I will get beaten and bruised. I will take a million hits just to be here with you." He was met with four more punches and fell to the ground. He continued to walk, talking more. " You can't leave me like this. Not now. I need you now more than ever." Before he could even say another one, he was punched under his jaw and was thrown back onto the floor. He wasn't giving up on her. Not now.

    " Please, just stop Ryks. Let me go. " As he got up, he was met with three successive punches to the jaw and fell back to the floor. Before he could even get up, he was dragged back towards his car, kicking and screaming the whole way back. He didn't want to leave her. He was forced to stand up and he slammed his head against the glass car door.

    The glass shattered in a thousand pieces around him and he really wished he understand why she did it. " Why are you leaving me alone on the floor? Don't you love me back? ANSWER ME... GODDAMN IT."

    " I am not giving up," he said, running towards her ghost. He hoped that he rushed her he could at least get a hug. He was instead met with a punch and set flying through the wall. He was knocked out and when he woke up, he looked over at her and she was there, standing beautifully and entering her door. It was what he wanted this whole time. Her to move on and finally stand up to him for all the things he did to her. Kissing her best friend, lying about it. She was finally free of him and that was all he wanted. He wanted her to move on... even if he couldn't.

    He looked at himself in the mirror and all the bruises she had given him standing up to her. He barely recognized himself and looked down at the sink and washed his face, hoping that the blood would calm down. When he emerged from washing his face, it was clear of any bruises. He was so surprised by this. A final parting gift from her to him, she didn't want the world to lose his pretty face. How ironic. He left the wall and when he turned back, it was fixed as was his car window. He smiled and left in the car he came with, hoping that he could find ways to help the others he had hurt over the years...

    After all, there was a ton to atone for when you were one of the few remaining living people on the Earth and can only move on yourself once everyone you ever loved has moved on or forgiven you.

    He hoped those wouldn't be as damaging as Dana.

    It was all he could do now, lest he would leave this world in stitches.
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