Question: Write a story about a magical world
Tweet, tweet. A bird’s song tugged me from my sleep. I sighed, rolling
over to reach for my phone. Surely it wasn’t time for work? It felt like only
a breath ago when I had been dragged into slumber by my stress and
chamomile tea. As I felt for my phone, something soft grazed my
fingertips. It was only then that I opened my eyes, and my breath stilled at
the sight.
A year ago, I was gasping for breath as tears clouded my vision. A month
ago, I convinced myself in the mirror that everything was fine, that a job
interview would not define me. Today, I lay in the middle of a forest ,
oblivious to when and how I arrived.
I sprung to my feet, terror rearing its head as my blood froze to ice.
Questions zipped through my head, bullets ricocheting across my skull. I
stood in the centre of a cluster of trees, their leaves shrouding my within
their grasp.
I couldn’t feel my feet. Or my hands.
Tweet, tweet. A bird’s song tugged me from my sleep. I sighed, rolling
over to reach for my phone. Surely it wasn’t time for work? It felt like only
a breath ago when I had been dragged into slumber by my stress and
chamomile tea. As I felt for my phone, something soft grazed my
fingertips. It was only then that I opened my eyes, and my breath stilled at
the sight.
A year ago, I was gasping for breath as tears clouded my vision. A month
ago, I convinced myself in the mirror that everything was fine, that a job
interview would not define me. Today, I lay in the middle of a forest ,
oblivious to when and how I arrived.
I sprung to my feet, terror rearing its head as my blood froze to ice.
Questions zipped through my head, bullets ricocheting across my skull. I
stood in the centre of a cluster of trees, their leaves shrouding my within
their grasp.
I couldn’t feel my feet. Or my hands.
