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Post by MDPthatsme on Jun 3, 2011 11:51:11 GMT -6
It's that time again. Time for a new theme prompt. Prompt: Cleaning Out the Gutters Details: This prompt surrounds two characters, one a young boy/girl, the other a wise/old person. Therefore, it can be intepreted that this theme prompt deals with a "learning" situation. The young boy/girl makes some type of trouble and is sent to work for the wise/old person where the young boy/girl learns his or hers lesson through a story from the wise/old person. The young person doesn't have to be cleaning out the gutters, but some type of work needs to be presented. This prompt can be used for prose writing, Simming, or just photos if you prefer. It's all ok with me.
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Post by simslia on Jun 22, 2011 21:32:06 GMT -6
Oooo I like this one. Prepare for some writing from me responding to it *gets out pen and paper*
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Post by simslia on Jun 22, 2011 21:49:37 GMT -6
Anna knocked hesitantly at the door. "Mrs. Haverley?" she called softly, half-hoping the older lady wouldn't hear her. No such luck. The door opened slowly, and the grey-blue eyes of her elderly neighbour peered inquisitively at her from behind a pair of old bifocals. "Whaddya want?" Mrs. Haverley barked. "Makin' some more trouble are ya?" Anna shifted her weight from foot to foot, reached in her back pocket and thrust a hundred dollar bill towards the old lady. "Its all I have," the sixteen year old stuttered. Mrs. Haverley took the bill, inspecting it from every angle, then handed it back, "I don't want it." "But I broke your car window," Anna knew the lady was old but couldn't believe she had forgotten something that had only happened the night before. "I know what you did," Mrs Haverley closed the door behind her, and leaning heavily on her cane, made her way to sit on the porch swing. Patting the seat beside her, she indicated that the girl join her. Anna stood frozen, unsure of what to do. Mrs. Haverley had a reputation, she was the lady your parents told you about at night so that you would behave. Many a child had been scared away with that cane. With a glance back at the car window and glass on the driveway, she decided to sit. She owed the lady at least that. "Please take the money Mrs Hav.." Anna started, but was interrupted sharply. "Don't 'take the money me'" the older lady mocked, "and for goodness sake girl, I've known you your whole life, call me Betty." "Betty," Anna tried it out, but the name tasted strange on her tongue. It made Mrs. Haverley seem, well, human.
"Money isn't going to fix that window." Betty peered at Anna, trying to make sure she understood, "Well, literally, money will fix that window, but it doesn't make up for what happened."
Anna looked at the old lady quizzically. "But the window would be fixed."
"Would I get my sleep back, the time I could have been using to rest up?"
"Well, no," Anna admitted.
"Does one hundred dollars change the fact that I'm going to have to get out my broom, and walk down these steps, and sweep up that mess by myself?"
Anna was about to protest, but then realized one hundred dollars would barely be enough, probably not even be enough, to replace the window. She merely shook her head.
"Would the fact that I worry about you, out there, with that boy late at night by yourself, change at all?"
Anna was shocked. "You know about him?"
"Anna, these old eyes see everything. And no," Betty stated as Anna started to protest, "I'm not going to tell your parents you're seeing the twenty year old lifeguard from the community pool." She stood up, ready to go back inside. "That doesn't change the fact that you should though, and since I know you won't, at least be careful."
Anna nodded. "Are you sure you don't want,"
"Young lady, I told you I don't want your money, am I going to have to teach you to listen as well?"
"No," said Anna, baffled by the entire encounter.
Later that day Betty Haverley heard a noise outside her window. Shuffling over to take a look, she smiled as she saw Anna with a broom, picking up the mess she had left the day before. It was worth more than a hundred dollars could ever have been to the old lady, who merely cared about the young girl who was her neighbour.
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Post by MDPthatsme on Jun 23, 2011 8:20:28 GMT -6
AMA-ZING!!! ;D
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Post by simslia on Jun 23, 2011 19:56:38 GMT -6
Thanks MDP.. I was really inspired by this one. Also, I would love to do a "Letter You Never Wrote" one.. it was leftover at VSS, but I think it would be great to carry here.
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Post by MDPthatsme on Jun 24, 2011 11:57:41 GMT -6
I didn't create that one so...I won't put it up, but if Pink wants to put it up. That's fine by me. It's the same case for your helpless theme prompt simslia. You made it originally so I won't put it up because I didn't make it.
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Post by simslia on Jun 24, 2011 19:32:32 GMT -6
PINK PUT UP THE PROMPT Lol. And maybe I will add the helpless one or others I think of.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2011 11:48:49 GMT -6
Simslia that great, nice and simple.
Give me ten minutes and I will put the prompt up for you.
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Post by simslia on Jun 28, 2011 17:06:04 GMT -6
Thanks Pink I'll get to it soon!
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