Wow, I actually have inspiration to write something coherent this time? AND I have a new idea for Lorequest? Amazing.
Title: Growing Pains
Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100
If mom says I’m having growing pains (or did she say I was the ‘growing pain’?), this duck is going to redefine the term. My little brother shouldn’t be playing with stuffed animals anymore anyway. An old remote-control robot of mine will wear this duck’s skin just as good.
I send my Frankenstein (which squeaks like a dog in pain) into Ronnie’s room, to scare the prissy girliness right out of him.
He squeals. I run to see, to laugh in his blubbering, snotty face.
But Ronnie’s hugging the stupid thing like it just gave him a kitten for Christmas.
Beeble dee bee, it’s off to bed with me!
Because I stayed up too late. Again. Too much to do on these
stupid stupid Fridays.
Good luck, you brave writer folk!