Creative Writing #3: Conflict

     For today's blog post we were to create a short story using conflict. The characters could be made up or the story could be realistic.

     My brother and I were always the arguing type of brother and sister, ever since we were little. Whenever I would attempt to get something done he would always interfere, or when I would try to talk he would interrupt me as I'm speaking.

     One day as I was sitting in my room when I decided to try cleaning my closet, I heard stomping as if someone was sprinting really heavily up the stairs. It got louder and louder by the second, suddenly it sounded like it was just outside of my door. As I continued to clean my closet, when BAM! My door few wide open. My brother stomped in and yelled my name, "Chaylene!" I had to idea what was going on, it must had just been my regular brother on a daily bases. He started to bother me and annoy me, so I thought why can't I argue back... I yelled at him across the room and told him to get out. Although, he didn't move a budge, he sat there starring at me. I walked over to him and gave him a little push and said "would you just leave already, I've had enough." His response was "no" with a grin on his face as he started throwing my belongings around. I thought to myself why did I do that, I had a feeling he would push me back even harder. Two seconds later he pushed me onto my bed. I told him I was trying to clean my closet and having him in my room doesn't help, it's hard enough already. All he said was "I'm not leaving." I tried ignoring him and kept cleaning, but he continued to bug me and get in my way. I got up and left my room for a couple minutes, that was defiantly a bad idea. As I walked back in to him moving all my stuff around, taking things out of my closet and ruining things. I started to clean again as he began to call me names. I got fed up with him and threw a pen at him, he threw it back at me along with a brush. I whipped a pillow at his face, it turned into a pillow fight. It went on and on, eventually he stopped, he turned his back, I said “I win!” then all of the sudden he turned around in a flash, then hit me with the pillow one more time and ran down stairs. I went to chase after him but he locked himself in the bathroom. I had a feeling he wouldn’t come out for a while so I went back to my room and continued to clean my closet without being annoyed by my stupid brother. He finally left me alone, by surprise he never came back up to my room. In the end, everything was fine. It was just another argument like usual.

Creative Writing #2

     For my blog today, we were to create a character, my character will be talking about her life in detail to explain some character traits and everything going on around her in her life.

      Hi, my name is Katie I'm 19 years old and live in Calgary, Alberta and I'm attending University to become a nurse. In a few of my classes I've noticed this one guy named Liam and ever since we met I've been in love with him ever since. One day in July last year I was in a rush to get to work, I ran outside and got in my brand new car that my parents bought for me. As I was driving it ran out of gas, so I pulled over to the side of the road. I was just about to dial my older sister’s number when all of the sudden a car pulled up beside me. The guy got out and asked me what was wrong or if I had a problem and needed help. I realized it was Liam, I told him I was on my way to work and my car ran out of gas. So he offered me a ride because he was going towards Boston Pizza anyways, which is where I work as a waitress. After this day we've talked a lot. At university we became so much closer and till this day we've loved each other ever since. Not only am I in love with Liam but I also love animals! I have a Pomeranian and two Siamese cats that I always try to make time for to play with. My friends and family mean the world to me, my parents are always there for me when I need them and they have taught me well growing up in the country. My parents own a huge house with tons of land surrounding it. It was disappointing for me to move out having to get my own apartment in the city. I miss playing outside and going for adventures in the bush. I mean, I guess it's not that bad living in the city because I do have a fancy apartment and there is lots of space in it, I wouldn't have this exact apartment if it weren't for my parents. In the city there are so many malls and stores to go shopping at which is my absolute favourite thing to do. I could say I go shopping at least once a week with my friends. If you knew my life my friends do, you would see me as outgoing, happy, talkative, caring and at times I can be a little crazy! I'm seen as a very on the go type of person but when I'm at home I like to lounge around in sweats and hoodies all day. When I go out I usually wear skinny jeans or leggings, I guess I dress pretty casually. I like fancy tops and I absolutely love jewellery. Summer is my favourite time of year; this means I can wear flip flops and sandals! I have learnt that life has its ups and downs but you can always make everything work out. Now you know a little bit about me and my life.

Creative Writing Practice #1

     My bedroom is a place where I can hangout with friends. The first thing I notice about my room is how clean it is, I rarely ever have clothes on the floor. Usually teenagers rooms are messy and their parents force them to clean it but they never do, on the other hand mine is neat and tidy so my parents never have to tell me to clean my room.

     When I first take a step into my room I recognize my huge bed, covered in pillows and neatly made. I also see the brightness of my pink walls with a few posters laid out along them. I usually hear the sound of music playing in my room, this is the time when I can jam out! As I glance over at my bed I see a large pile of pillows to sit down and relax, enjoying the comfort of my bed, drowning in pillows and the feeling of softness on my hands. Beside my bed there is my desk, which usually reminds me that I have homework if I take a glance at it. Next to that is my dresser which has tons of perfume bottles and delicious smelling fragrances on it. My room always has a yummy vanilla air freshener scent to it and the smell of fresh laundry goodness. Now that the weather is beautiful and it's nice enough to have my window open, I sense the feel of wind blowing through my hair giving me a chill. I notice it whistling through my ears as the birds are chirping loudly. Along with that, when I gaze over at my window I notice my little neighbors running around in their backyard as my ears ring listening to them scream. I get a strong fresh smelling breeze of wind blowing through my window, I can almost taste it. My bedroom is a place to relax and hang around.