I chose a picture of a rocket blasting off.
The rocket blasted off into deep space. He was in the rocket and was there to save us, all of us.
I’m beginning to wish he hadn’t gone. I’m scared that he won’t come home. I’m the only one that knows that he’s gone, but he holds the key to our survival.
(52 words)
I really love this Caitlin, great first go...your writing is improving so much that it won't be long before you're joining the contests and giving me a run for my money!
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful blog and your story is wonderful! I feel her hope and worry!! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, I hoped that someone would like it :)
DeleteWell done on taking the plunge and I agree with Ruth, this is a wonderful first attempt at the 55 word challenge. I look forward to reading more of your stories :)
ReplyDeleteThis could easily be the start of a much bigger story, I want to know who "he" is, where he is going and what he's going to do!
ReplyDeleteI will have to keep reading your stories and maybe I wil find out the answers...