In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “ROY G. BIV.”
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Moved to Tears.”
So, I happened to be at my friend’s pay and there was this gorgeous girl helping him out with the preparations. She was cutting some vegetables for the salad and seeing how beautiful she was, I decided to man up and go talk to her.
My bad luck, she started cutting onions when I walked up to her and those damn onions brought tears to my eyes. My eyes got so watery that I could hardly see and I had to remove my glasses to wipe the tears off and the girl stopped curing the onions and she’s like, ” Don’t very like a girl. ” and she walked away.
I think this incident perfectly matches this prompt as that was indeed something beautiful (the girl) that brought tears to my eyes (by cutting onions).
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “In a Crisis.”
Knowing myself whenever there is a so called crisis, I eat lots of chocolate and sleep as much as possible because, according to me, sleep is the best way to avoid these problems.
Quite obviously I am not even close to being satisfied with how I react, given that I react by sleeping twice as much as I’d do on a jolly-good day. Not to forget that sleeping postpones the crisis and never really solves it. It’s a double edged sword where both edges kill you.