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Writing Group / Re: Writing Prompts!
« on: December 19, 2010, 01:10:49 AM »
Only 334 words. It's my first time (That's my excuse).
Title: "I'm a Numb"
By Gene Ellis
“I’m a Numb”
“A what?”
“A Numb”
“What’s a Numb?”
“I don’t feel.”
“What like no emotions?”
“No. Like if I get cut, I don’t feel it.”
“Really?”
“Yes really. What are you doing?”
“I wanna see.”
“See what? Put your knife away.”
“I wanna see if you really don’t feel pain.”
“How about I stab you to see if you really do feel pain?”
“Well that’s not very nice.”
“And, stabbing me is just friendly?”
“I’m not going to cut deep. It won’t kill you.”
“Look at my bandages man. Doesn’t it look like I have enough trouble without you stabbing me for fun?”
“I wasn’t going to keep doing it for giggles. I’m not sadistic. I’m just curious.
“I don’t care. It’s rude. Hey, stop that!”
“What? I didn’t stab you.”
"I don’t like you touching me either, weirdo.”
“How do you know I touched you?”
“I have eyes dummy.”
“So, did you feel it?”
“I told you, I don’t feel.”
“So, it didn’t hurt?”
“I told you, I don’t… Why would it hurt?”
“No reason.”
“You pinched me didn’t you? You freak! You left a bruise. My wife is going to have fun with that one.”
“You have a wife?”
“Yea, and she likes to give me a hard time about bruises that look like hickies. Pinches always look like hickies. She
grins, points, and says, ‘Hey. Who’s the new woman?’”
“How do you…”
“What?”
“You know, do married stuff?”
“Argue? Oh, we do that just fine.”
“No, I mean—“
“I know what you mean, and that’s none of your business!”
“Well, you can’t feel so… I was just curious.”
“Yes, you mentioned that. Do you know what I’m curious about?”
“What?”
“How long are we going to stand here and talk? Let’s get out of here, so I can get back to my wife and kids.”
“You have kids? So, you can—“
“Shut up and walk Mr. Curious.”
“I can walk and talk at the same time.”
“Unfortunately.”
Title: "I'm a Numb"
By Gene Ellis
“I’m a Numb”
“A what?”
“A Numb”
“What’s a Numb?”
“I don’t feel.”
“What like no emotions?”
“No. Like if I get cut, I don’t feel it.”
“Really?”
“Yes really. What are you doing?”
“I wanna see.”
“See what? Put your knife away.”
“I wanna see if you really don’t feel pain.”
“How about I stab you to see if you really do feel pain?”
“Well that’s not very nice.”
“And, stabbing me is just friendly?”
“I’m not going to cut deep. It won’t kill you.”
“Look at my bandages man. Doesn’t it look like I have enough trouble without you stabbing me for fun?”
“I wasn’t going to keep doing it for giggles. I’m not sadistic. I’m just curious.
“I don’t care. It’s rude. Hey, stop that!”
“What? I didn’t stab you.”
"I don’t like you touching me either, weirdo.”
“How do you know I touched you?”
“I have eyes dummy.”
“So, did you feel it?”
“I told you, I don’t feel.”
“So, it didn’t hurt?”
“I told you, I don’t… Why would it hurt?”
“No reason.”
“You pinched me didn’t you? You freak! You left a bruise. My wife is going to have fun with that one.”
“You have a wife?”
“Yea, and she likes to give me a hard time about bruises that look like hickies. Pinches always look like hickies. She
grins, points, and says, ‘Hey. Who’s the new woman?’”
“How do you…”
“What?”
“You know, do married stuff?”
“Argue? Oh, we do that just fine.”
“No, I mean—“
“I know what you mean, and that’s none of your business!”
“Well, you can’t feel so… I was just curious.”
“Yes, you mentioned that. Do you know what I’m curious about?”
“What?”
“How long are we going to stand here and talk? Let’s get out of here, so I can get back to my wife and kids.”
“You have kids? So, you can—“
“Shut up and walk Mr. Curious.”
“I can walk and talk at the same time.”
“Unfortunately.”