Last Writing Starter

The writing starters as a whole helped me get a bit more creative.  They got me thinking a little more and got me into a writing mood.  They were enjoyable to do because it allowed me to write some funny things and just mess around in them.  My favorite ones were all of the sci fi or short story ones.  I made them fun and they got me thinking.  I think you should keep using them.  They're a good addition to the class.

Final Assignment

The woman walked into her room and got into her bed.  Everybody was staring at her and it was beginning to make her uneasy.  She turned the other way and was asleep within minutes.  She woke up to something touching her feet.  She sat up quickly, but saw nothing.  The entire room she was in was empty and looked as if it had been abandoned.

"What happened..." She said to herself.

She was having a hard time distinguishing what was real and what was in her head.  As she stood up from the remains of what was a bed she say dozens of spectral figures appear and begin moving towards her.  They started screaming at her, but she couldn't make out what they were saying.  She began to panic and started running, but when she turned she hit her head.  When she woke up the next day she was in her bed and the room looked like it was back to normal.  There was a large bump on her head with a little bit of dried blood.  What happened the night before?
"You look confused.  What is the matter?"  A nurse asked the lady.
"Well I seem to have had a weird dream.  I'm a bit confused now."  The lady replied.
She became slightly more confident on reality now that she was talking to a nurse, but when she turned to talk to her again she wasn't there.  She had vanished.  The lady was very confused because the was facing the door and that was the only exit.
"I need to lay back down."  She said to herself.
She laid down on her bed and everything began to swirl and she got very nauseous.  She wanted to call for a nurse, but when she looked up the nurse was already by her bedside. The woman became very terrified though because the nurse didn't have a face.   She just stood there by her bedside with her head cocked sideways.  The woman passed out and entered a dream state.  Everything she saw was dark swirls and bits and pieces of the building she had been in.  She saw herself in third person.  Walking through the halls.  Being watched, and judged by every being in the building.  She reached her room and laid down.  As soon as her eyes closed she woke up.  When the woman woke she wasn't in the same room.  She was in a white room that had a lot of light and padded walls.  She tried to move, but was unable to move her arms.  She looked down and noticed she was strapped into a bed.  Thick leather belts along each of her limbs keeping her down.  She screamed, but nothing came out.  She had a muzzle over her mouth.  What was happening?  Who had done this to her?  She heard a series of clicking.  The locks on the door across the room were coming undone.  After the 8th click the door slid open.  Her ears popped from the changed in pressure, and the lights outside were even brighter than the ones in the room.  The door closed and she heard footsteps coming towards her.  She looked and it was a tall, white male who was wearing a white lab coat, gloves, and an expressionless white ceramic mask.  He carried a scalpel in one hand and a rag in the other.  The woman tried to scream again, but nothing came out.  She began thrashing in the bed doing anything she could to get free but it was hopeless.  She was stuck.  The last thing she knew was the man reaching her.

Writing Starter 61

"Oh hey there pretty momma"
"You talking to me?"
"Nahhh i'm talking to that dude over there."
"Sass huh?  I see how it is."
"Whats your backstory ey?"
"Well ya see here.... It's not very appealing"
"Oh cmon, give it to me.  Im curious"
"Well i use to live in New York with my wife Leanne."
"Wait... Wife?"
"Oh yeah i use to be a guy."
"AHHHHHHHHH"
Grabs barf bag and stand up to leave

Writing Starter 60

Because it was haunted.  The fog that was seen out in the distance was the devils doing.  Whenever the fog came to the island it created beasts that killed everything in sight.  No one survived for more than a day on this island.

Writing Starter 59

James sat in class while his robotic brain registered every word Mr. Nobody had to say.  He knew he wasn't a real person, but was never able to do anything about it.  He wasn't programmed to think that way.  One day James suffers a blow to the head and knocks his circuits out of wack.  He pimp slaps Mr. Nobody and walked up on out that ish.

Writing Starter 58

It eventually begins to drive her crazy.  She develops a weird infatuation with dragons and starts building model ones.  They slowly became bigger and bigger until she was making life size models of dragons.  He parents admitted her to a mental hospital where she lived out her life.  She died at the age of 17.

Writing Starter 57

Life would be boring because everyone would see when you did something stupid or wrong.  You also couldn't get intimate with people because it would basically be making a porno.  That wouldn't be socially acceptable.