tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post6328607979444830982..comments2023-12-12T02:24:15.920-08:00Comments on Tessa Emily Hall ~ Christ is Write: Monday's Minute Challenge: Writing Prompt Contest for Teens & UpTessa Emily Hallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08625256104634830104noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-56958858582921094032014-07-05T13:28:06.924-07:002014-07-05T13:28:06.924-07:00Great job! It almost reminded me of the Jews durin...Great job! It almost reminded me of the Jews during WW2. :)<br /><br />HPHis Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05475369272547689946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-6869221294599854052014-07-05T11:20:38.469-07:002014-07-05T11:20:38.469-07:00I love it gerat job FlyGirl!!:)I love it gerat job FlyGirl!!:)Lottie Lenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-13947719066371352572014-07-05T11:00:20.979-07:002014-07-05T11:00:20.979-07:00Edit for the sentence prompt: it should be bringin...Edit for the sentence prompt: it should be bringing not bring.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17458155493064724533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-36518913455069016242014-07-05T07:23:55.160-07:002014-07-05T07:23:55.160-07:00Great job :)Great job :)Lottie Lenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-45510644969331525622014-07-05T07:18:54.970-07:002014-07-05T07:18:54.970-07:00I love it Brooke grest job!!!I love it Brooke grest job!!!Lottie Lenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-52879913869709444972014-07-05T07:12:12.557-07:002014-07-05T07:12:12.557-07:00Great job S.BirghtlyGreat job S.BirghtlyLottie Lenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-65905063162338025032014-07-04T22:41:25.302-07:002014-07-04T22:41:25.302-07:00Thanks Armina. :)Thanks Armina. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12346074592622433791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-80596571881643660332014-07-04T15:17:23.092-07:002014-07-04T15:17:23.092-07:00Maybe *smirk*
-FlyGirlMaybe *smirk*<br /><br />-FlyGirlAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-27705241846284455922014-07-04T10:58:46.230-07:002014-07-04T10:58:46.230-07:00Ohhhh... I thought it seemed familiar. :) Is that ...Ohhhh... I thought it seemed familiar. :) Is that why you named him David? :PS. Brightlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-30632398744861783912014-07-04T10:57:23.834-07:002014-07-04T10:57:23.834-07:00It's great. :)It's great. :)S. Brightlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-89893083223854509602014-07-04T10:54:53.881-07:002014-07-04T10:54:53.881-07:00You did a good job, CeCe. ;)You did a good job, CeCe. ;)S. Brightlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-9864773766600323592014-07-04T10:53:15.321-07:002014-07-04T10:53:15.321-07:00Here's my entry, 299 words, using the picture ...Here's my entry, 299 words, using the picture and sentence prompts. Great job this week, everyone!<br /><br /> Humidity sucked air from my lungs, making my uphill climb even harder. Why on earth had he wanted to meet today? The plan was concrete, the culmination of over a year of careful planning and detailed analysis. It was air tight, everyting ready to go in only two short days. Right now I should be studiously avoiding my cohorts. The slightest misstep could alert the authorities (I hated calling them that, unlawful as they were)and mean the death of our loved ones. But Caeden said it was urgent.<br /><br /> Had he somehow discovered a fatal flaw in our plan? I prayed it wasn't so. We were so close. To have to turn back now, abandon those who so desperately needed our help, would be a worse feeling than that of defeat. At least in defeat, we would have still tried our hardest. Giving up was, to me, the worst form of cowardice. <br /><br /> The bright blue gate reached my line of sight, the heart carved into the rough wood bearing witness of happier days. My heart sped up for an instant as I imagined how Joanna had done the same thing, on the gate in our garden. Or, what used to be our garden.<br /><br /> I shook my head slightly, steeling myself against such thoughts. I perused the area cautiously, checking each road and every possible vantage point. It seemed clear. I let out a breath and stepped out from the shrubbery, sliding quickly through the gate.<br /><br /> Latching the gate firmly, I stepped back against the wall, my eyes roving the garden. No Caeden. <br /><br /> A slow minute passed. My shoulders tensed. Something wasn't right...<br /><br /> The instant my senses became aware of it, I heard the footsteps. Fast. Too fast. Unfamiliar voices spoke.<br /><br /> There was only one thing left to do: run.S. Brightlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-48127026585970338022014-07-04T05:38:24.849-07:002014-07-04T05:38:24.849-07:00Thanks guys! :-DThanks guys! :-DMary Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03896530716324795808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-87376372666345266332014-07-03T21:25:49.275-07:002014-07-03T21:25:49.275-07:00I voted...I think. Not sure if it went through or ...I voted...I think. Not sure if it went through or not. :)<br /><br />HPHis Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05475369272547689946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-16379329702845654352014-07-03T20:33:48.664-07:002014-07-03T20:33:48.664-07:00Thanks everyone! I feel like it flowed unusually w...Thanks everyone! I feel like it flowed unusually well for me this week :)<br />- KatieKatie and Annahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11607731573310399517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-8217742043562556352014-07-03T20:32:51.700-07:002014-07-03T20:32:51.700-07:00I tried to vote... But I'm not sure it went th...I tried to vote... But I'm not sure it went through. "Response not counted. You already respond." Good job to everyone who entered!<br />- KatieKatie and Annahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11607731573310399517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-18303231639385996552014-07-03T20:28:20.519-07:002014-07-03T20:28:20.519-07:00This. Is. Amazing.
- KatieThis. Is. Amazing.<br />- KatieKatie and Annahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11607731573310399517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-73548139643393292872014-07-03T17:45:23.939-07:002014-07-03T17:45:23.939-07:00Good job lottie le!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:):):...Good job lottie le!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:):):):):):)CeCe Chandeliernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-75962982561838750532014-07-03T09:21:56.533-07:002014-07-03T09:21:56.533-07:00Great job ceceGreat job ceceLottie Lenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-30445638031351879692014-07-03T09:14:36.337-07:002014-07-03T09:14:36.337-07:00It is a boy in my story, by the way. :)It is a boy in my story, by the way. :)CeCe Chandeliernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-47228898356302850902014-07-02T18:26:50.386-07:002014-07-02T18:26:50.386-07:00Good job TWGood job TWLottie Lenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-41411852025977076932014-07-02T18:25:05.502-07:002014-07-02T18:25:05.502-07:00Great job ArminaGreat job ArminaLottie Lenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-71557830223883273442014-07-02T16:06:32.326-07:002014-07-02T16:06:32.326-07:00I'm using the picture prompt this week, :) 185...I'm using the picture prompt this week, :) 185 words long.<br /><br /> I looked down at the river. It was beautiful. I continued walking toward her house. I looked up, seeing the rock wall with the small blue gate in the middle. Shocked, I ran toward it as fast as I could. Yes, it was just the way it was last time I had seen it, except for the bullet holes now scattered around the heart-shaped hole carved into it. I reached my hand out. Grabbing the handle, I flung open the gate. I looked around, but didn't see her. Everything seemed unusually quiet. She was usually always singing or something, but where was she now? She knew I was coming, and she wouldn't have left without telling me. I knew I should call her name, but I had to admit I was afraid to. Afraid that I would call her name, and she wouldn't answer. <br /><br /> But what if she did answer? I opened my mouth and called her name, ignoring the fear that she wouldn't answer. "Katie!" I called. I listened. Suddenly I could feel my knees buckle, and I started shaking. <br /><br /> She didn't answer.<br /><br /><br /><br />Write a passage using these objects: Book, clock, arrow<br /><br />Write a passage incorporating this phrase: I looked around. Why had I come here in the first place?<br /><br />Write a passage based off of this picture: http://www.pinterest.com/pin/513903007452237257/ CeCe Chandeliernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-34929140842684389492014-07-02T13:05:42.196-07:002014-07-02T13:05:42.196-07:00I voted.I voted.Tara Therese (T. T. Kesley)http://taratherese.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7093187878739089807.post-12278436919911786042014-07-02T12:59:04.456-07:002014-07-02T12:59:04.456-07:00Thanks everyone!Thanks everyone!Tara Therese (T. T. Kesley)http://taratherese.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com