1. Describe your favorite birthday
2. Assemble a team of four, including yourself, to survive in the zombie apocalypse. Explain your choices, and make a plan.
3. What would I like my life to be like if my band got famous?
Prompt #1:
It was dark. Warm, wet, and dark. It had been like this for as long as I knew, and I had no idea when it would end. My situation might seem miserable, but I felt as comfortable as I would ever be. Darkness had not yet been connected to the possibility of unknown threats, or any scary experiences. It was safe in my pitch black abode; nothing could touch me. Unfortunately, I was about to lose the security of the dark.
I felt an intense pressure like I had never felt before, and suddenly light filled my home. Hatred, fear, and confusion filled my head. All the while this dreadful light was getting brighter, and the origin of the light was getting larger. Hairy hands seize me at the top of my head, and pulled me up, up into the light, up into the scary, bright world. What am I supposed to do? I have all of these feelings, and I don't know what to do with them. So I wail. For the first time in my life I shriek incomprehensibly. During the noisy display, I notice that 2 sets of eyes have a different look than the rest of them. They look like must know exactly what it is that I can't say. I get handed to the owner of one of the sets of eyes, one who has longer hair. She holds me, and I put my head into her arms. Once I close my eyes, I consider that she was the one creating warmth in the darkness.
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