hey everybody! welcome back to maggie’s doodles & the summer of stories 2022! 🥳
let’s take a look at the submissions we received for the 1st prompt of SOS!
vivianne wrote an inspirational short story, sawyer sent a charming mermaid story, and sassysummer shared an awesome narrative short story.
everyone did an incredible job! i loved the adventure, fantasy, vivid characters, and intriguing plots you all presented 🤩
and now for this week’s judges’ pick! evin and i read through the entries, and we had to make the tough decision on which one really stood out to us. we went with…
🥁 drumroll… 🥁
d’s short story ‘A Walk on the Beach’!
full credit to d for the story 😍
They don’t tell you this but freedom has a scent of its own. It’s powerful and feels like closure in the form of a thick, warm blanket.
But when you’ve been locked up in a room where sight is restricted to concrete and your senses diminish to fuel your hope, anything that involves air and sunlight feels free.
The warm sand that flows between my toes is a gentle reminder of where I am, a comforting hug that whispers the heralding of home.
I look across the vast expanse of sea and fix my sight on the horizon, imagining the decades of time that were stolen away and questioning if what’s left is here to stay. The sight of the glistening sea brings back memories, of ancient fables of underwater kingdoms, myths of mermaids and mermen guarding the world beneath ours.
I used to come out here as a child and pretend to be the guardian of the seas. But it all seems like a forgotten dream now. The sun is about to set and it’s a heavenly sight to behold; with the sun just above the horizon and the water glistening, with a white expanse of light down the middle, like a bridge to the heavens.
A bridge to the heavens. I like that idea. Maybe freedom shall be my paradise on earth. I’ve approached the end of the shore, I didn’t realise shores had an end or that I’d been walking for hours. I watched the sun rise on my new lease of life and now, it has set on my newfound will to live.
I turn around and go back the way I came, to live the free man’s tale.
~ dedicated to all those who have been/ are being wrongly incarcerated
awesome job d!!
now it’s time for the 2nd prompt 😏 and this one’s worth 10 points buddies! so you might wanna do it 💪
🌺 write a poem
about sunsets! 🌺
your poem can rhyme, but it doesn’t have to! as long as it’s written in verse format like a poem, it qualifies 👍
there’s not a word limit, but please don’t make it extra long 😂