I was feeling a bit stuck creatively today, so I went with prompt #1: one sentence story. I tried my hand at a few, since it's such a short prompt. Today isn't feeling like a great day in terms of creative inspiration, so I'm not as happy with these, but the goal was to write every day, and I know it would be a lot to expect to be producing something I'm really happy with every day.
Her eyes were swollen with tears, but his were dry.
I should have listened to my mother when she told me not to talk to strangers.
It's been five years, and it's still hard to say no without feeling afraid.
She used to laugh at all his jokes and he loved her cooking, but now her smiles are rare and they eat their meals in silence as he picks around the burnt bits.
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