Sep 07

100 Words

Calm heat, the breeze, rolling out stresses. Beginning lap one around the house. Annie, running fast in doggy bliss. Lazily turning the corner, my daze broken as I watch in horror, my beloved dog ferociously barking at a bear family of three. Fearful, twin cubs scramble up the nearest tree. Their mother, has other ideas. Standing up on hind feet, she tripled in size. My pup, getting closer. Curiosity doesn’t just kill cats. Clapping like a broken cockatoo, options few, I scream Annie’s name in repetition. Annie, indecisively runs back to my side. Stubborn as ever, I drag her inside. 

In creative writing we just had to write a story in 100 words. It's harder than I thought.