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Photo3-Lights. Write a piece inspired by this photo (by Alagich Katya, Creative Commons license).

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Oct 28

fiction 0 comments challenge: Photo3-Lights

plafountain

Lights Photo

It was a night I will never forget. It was scary, magical, unbelievable. It was beautiful.
It was night in New York City. I was taking a walk. My two roommates were fighting. I thought I could get used to it by now. But this has been the biggest fight they have had so far. I just couldn’t bear the yelling, the anger, the tears and the violence. It was sad. Felicia, Maggie and I were best friends. I just couldn’t take it. I grabbed my coat and walked outside. It was cold and bitter outside. The wind blew in my face, making my nose red and runny. My fingertips felt like ice, even inside my pockets. My hair blew in my face. I didn’t know were I was going, I just walked. Walked and walked. Usually, New York City was loud and bustling. But it wasn’t tonight. A tear started rushing down my freckled cheek, leaving a stain.

Posted: 10.28.16

Oct 28

fiction 0 comments challenge: Photo3-Lights

plafountain

Lights Photo

I was in paris. I was visiting my papa and meme and it was the first time they let me go to there bakery alone. I was walking through Rue Herbert and I, could have sworn that the street lights waved at me. Rue Hebert is where my papa memes bakery was. That is when I saw the rouge

building it was called La boulangerie de la reine, my papa says “it is fit for a queen.”I definitely agree,

There macarons are the best. Meme was baking in the chambre a l’arriere, when I came in she said

Posted: 10.28.16

Oct 28

fiction 0 comments challenge: Photo3-Lights

plafountain

Lights Photo

One dark night in New York city the power went off it was pitch black. You could see flashlights in the window. Some people were going to restaurants and the power went off. It was weird that the power went off because there was not many trees to fall over and break a power line.

A tree actually fell over in the park and hit a power line. The election guys came to fix it they had truk that there was a bucket that you could stand on fix the power line. As they fixed that New York City was black. As they fixed that some hotels have generators so some lights went on. It took about 2 hours to fix the power line but they.

Posted: 10.28.16

Oct 28

fiction 0 comments challenge: Photo3-Lights

plafountain

Lights Photo

A day in the arctic wind is like being in a freezer for a day.

I was born and raised in the arctic. My name is Elizabeth, me and my mom live in a big town in the arctic. When I was a baby my dad got lost at sea on a big fishing trip. He worked with a huge fish company called Speers. Mom has shown pictures of him to me but I really never new him but I still think of him.

On a somewhat sunny morning i woke up to the smell of mom's famous sausage and egg breakfast. I scrambled out of bed and plopped down the stairs. When i got down stairs i saw the table was set and the food was all dune and set on the table. Mom turned around with her coffee in her hand. She sat down and said “Its suppose to be a nice day today”. “I'll see if John wants to play”. I said eating at the same time.

Posted: 10.28.16

Oct 28

fiction 0 comments challenge: Photo3-Lights

plafountain

Lights Photo

On an October night in Brooklyn a not so popular kid named Noah was sleeping in his apartment when the tragic event happened. The night was becoming bright by the second it got closer and closer until it landed in town square hitting everything in it’s path. When it stopped 35 men came jumping out armed. They started splitting up running everywhere,they were with Hitler.

“We are looking for a kid named Noah”. They came yelling. Noah was freaked out so was his parents. They bribed them saying….

“If you give us the kid we won’t kill you”. But of course the parents did what they said and gave Noah to the 35 men. But then all of a sudden Noah hits a guard and starts running for his life. The guard that got hit yelled….

“OH IT'S ON”. In a german accent.They ran after Noah firing towards him but then they got a call from Hitler saying….

“Bring the boy back alive or I do the same to you”. That one yelled….

Posted: 10.28.16

Oct 28

fiction 0 comments challenge: Photo3-Lights

plafountain

Lights Photo

Usually when you go to sleep at night you may hear owls or maybe just wind blowing through the windows. Not for me. I hear the honking horns from cars and sirens from fire trucks and ambulances. Some nights I hear fireworks and me and my mom go to the window and watch the spectacular show. But one night when there seemed to be no loud noises I almost went to sleep in a minute. Then out of nowhere BOOM! A firework shot into the sky. It was so bright that my entire room lit up into a colorful flash. I went out of my room then walked into the kitchen. “Wow” said my mom.

“Do you want to walk to see the fireworks closer?” My mother asked with a little bit of excitement in her voice.

“Yes”! I said as I ran into my room and got some leggings and a warm jacket on me. Then

I ran back to mother and tied on my shoes.

“Are you ready”? I asked my mother as she grabbed her jacket and put it on.

Posted: 10.28.16

Oct 28

fiction 1 comment challenge: Photo3-Lights

jamesstephens

Beautiful Again

The city streets bend and change at my every whim. The power to twist behemoth buildings to metallic pretzels lies behind my smooth brown eyes. They bend and bulge as the glass morphs to conform to my every thought. The lights flare to my blurry eyes, streaking through the wavy streets. No man, no woman, no animal can see the world like me. The beauty of my true visions occupy my site, as I stare into the sky, every star shooting, the moon moving at a break-neck pace. I have made this world into the beauty I have always wanted. I see my creations in every building, every light pole, or speeding car and broken window. It fills my eyes, the power I have, I have my perfect world now. No longer will the deep smoke of the factories cloud my skies, only became paint for my eyes to brush along the dark storm clouds. Stop lights and signs shall be spread across the skies, to highlight the constellations my new eyes will create.

Posted: 10.28.16

Oct 28

poem 3 comments challenge: Photo3-Lights

navigator

Screen

I'm walking through the city streets, almost everyone
is on a phone or an iPod or something.
There are screens everywhere, Jumbotrons TVs and computers. I wish we could just interact with other people.
Too many distractions.

Posted: 10.28.16

Oct 27

poem 0 comments challenge: Photo3-Lights

Samman

Light

Light

Synonym Diamante

Light
Bright, Colorful
Natural, Electric, Steam
Helping, Watching, Amazing
Hot, Cook, Assisting
Red, Glow
Fire

Posted: 10.27.16

Oct 26

poem 0 comments challenge: Photo3-Lights

JuliaR

Lights

Lights became
our conversation,
when we had no more
words left to speak
blurred lines served
as our destination.
We liked to watch traffic
our eyes wet with rain,
buildings surrounding us
in our own reflection.
It was nice to live
in our little city
but lights
can't live forever.

Posted: 10.26.16

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