Monday Momentum Prompt 7

Monday Momentum - Prompt 7

4/27/2015

Here's another writing prompt for you!

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Here goes...
This prompt comes from A Writer's Book of Days by Judy Reeves (pg. 11).
Set a timer for 15 minutes and write...

Write about a time someone said no.

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1 Comment

Lily

4/27/2015 04:28:25 am

I am going to use this prompt to generate some writing for my YA novel (thanks for the inspiration!):

Rachel and I were used to people slamming the doors on us. After all, people enjoyed saying "no" to Jehovah's Witnesses, even pretty 15-year-old Rachel, dressed in a modest and flowery Laura Ashley dress. I was 14-years-old and still getting used to preaching without an adult by my side. Quite honestly, we were actually secretly happy when the doors wouldn't open, and we could take notes on our pad of paper that no one was home. But even though we didn't really want anyone to engage with us--we just wanted to go home and watch our MTV--being rejected at the door was still difficult.

I remember a woman opening her door slightly ajar, but seeing our smiling faces and Watchtowers and Awake magazines peeking out of our book bags, immediately rolled her eyes and shut the door. Without a word.

Rachel mouthed, "Bitch." I agreed, but couldn't believe Rachel was using bad language, as it was against our religion to use curse words. It was hard to believe, but Rachel, the daughter of one of the most respected elders in our congregation at the Kingdom Hall--Brother Gottschalk--was beginning to lead a "Double Life," what the Awake magazine and the bible were always warning us about. She was a good Jehovah's Witness girl at the meetings in the Kingdom Hall, but at school, she could very well be a follower of Satan. Especially the clothes she would change into that she kept in a stash in her locker. I watched her transform in front of the mirror at our high school, thick black eyeliner drawn and Wet & Wild black lipstick. Brown hair teased up and high with a can of Aquanet hairspray she kept in her giant black bag.

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