All writing published for Novel Writing Competition 2015. See Competition
glass_raindrops (Tunisia) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
almost 6 years ago
Hanan Adi (Germany) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
“May I request you leave?” said Ikorov. “Or are prisoners’ wishes never respected?”
Bergov scowled but turned away, stroking his sister’s hair a final time as if to say, “Good luck.” Ikorov he warned, “I’ll give you ten minutes.” He turned the corner, out of sight, and his footsteps, first echoing clearly, faded into the silence.
Ikorov reached out his hands, and Ilse ran to catch them. His arms could not fit through the bars, so...
almost 6 years ago
CG_FC_6 (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
Ace had arrived in Ecuador the center of the world where the volcano was and it was going to erupt.
“Why are we just sitting here my bowling ball will be here soon. Why don't we just start driving down there because then we can just plug it up” said Ace
“We can't your bowling ball will not transform into the big bowling ball if the volcano is not already erupting,” Mr.Smith told him
“Why” asked Ace
“It’s just the...
over 6 years ago
sarah.louise26 (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
I wandered around the halls aimlessly trying to find something to do. I spotted a door I have never seen before in my life. I felt the urge of exploration pull me toward the door. I grip the cool handle and turn it slowly. A burst of air hits me as I step into the doorframe.
A mountain of stairs greets me. There must be eight flights. I start climbing up the first flight, determined to find what was...
over 6 years ago
sarah.louise26 (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
I wandered around the halls aimlessly trying to find something to do. I spotted a door I have never seen before in my life. I felt the urge of exploration pull me toward the door. I grip the cool handle and turn it slowly. A burst of air hits me as I step into the doorframe.
A mountain of stairs greets me. There must be eight flights. I start climbing up the first flight, determined to find what was...
over 6 years ago
Jazmine Alexus (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
Her hand was pressed against his broad chest. Tears streamed down his cheeks and she slowly wiped them away with her other hand. A few slid off the tip of his nose. He walked across the room, leaving her standing there in the middle of the room. The brown recliner cracked and popped beneath him as he collapsed. His tears created puddles. He screamed at her. "You idiot! Why-how-ugh. To me?"
She allowed herself to walk over to him again....
over 6 years ago
Jazmine Alexus (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
Her hand was pressed against his broad chest. Tears streamed down his cheeks and she slowly wiped them away with her other hand. A few slid off the tip of his nose. He walked across the room, leaving her standing there in the middle of the room. The brown recliner cracked and popped beneath him as he collapsed. His tears created puddles. He screamed at her. "You idiot! Why-how-ugh. To me?"
She allowed herself to walk over to him again....
over 6 years ago
Eunice Sng (Singapore) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
over 6 years ago
Eunice Sng (Singapore) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
over 6 years ago
Grace Mary Potts (Australia) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
The sun shone pale shards of light through the gap in her curtain, reflecting off of the wooden floor in a square, like a bright window carved out of darker oaken walls. A splash of alien colour in a room that seemed to be drained of it. The fan whirred above her, rotating in a slow circle that did little more than push stale air around the stifling room. God, she hated summer. A breath escaped her lips and she...
over 6 years ago
Anna Lang (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
over 6 years ago
Katie B. (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
The sky was dark and heavy, as if a giant's breath was hanging in the heavens. I stared straight ahead, my brain turned to pulp under the flourecent lights. The calculations on the board made absolutely no sense to me; it was all simply lines, lines and more lines. Why am I even trying?
Suddenly, a switch fipped on in my mind. I needed to read. Now. As if driven by an invisible force, my hand reached into...
over 6 years ago
Katie B. (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
The sky was dark and heavy, as if a giant's breath was hanging in the heavens. I stared straight ahead, my brain turned to pulp under the flourecent lights. The calculations on the board made absolutely no sense to me; it was all simply lines, lines and more lines. Why am I even trying?
Suddenly, a switch fipped on in my mind. I needed to read. Now. As if driven by an invisible force, my hand reached into...
over 6 years ago
Haters_Gonna_Hate (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
My name is Neil Levitt, I’m 15 and I'm a sophomore at Southview High School. Southview high school is a big school with two levels and 3,492 students. In my opinion it’s more like 3,000 vultures. Once two people fight, the person that loses the fight is picked on by the other students.
I’m pretty average I guess. I get pretty good grades, mainly A’s and B’s. I wear flannels and jeans, even though most people at my school...
over 6 years ago
Haters_Gonna_Hate (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
My name is Neil Levitt, I’m 15 and I'm a sophomore at Southview High School. Southview high school is a big school with two levels and 3,492 students. In my opinion it’s more like 3,000 vultures. Once two people fight, the person that loses the fight is picked on by the other students.
I’m pretty average I guess. I get pretty good grades, mainly A’s and B’s. I wear flannels and jeans, even though most people at my school...
over 6 years ago
Grace Mary Potts (Australia) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
The sun shone pale shards of light through the gap in her curtain, reflecting off of the wooden floor in a square, like a bright window carved out of darker oaken walls. A splash of alien colour in a room that seemed to be drained of it. The fan whirred above her, rotating in a slow circle that did little more than push stale air around the stifling room. God she hated summer. A breath escaped her lips and she...
over 6 years ago
Katie (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
I pull back the warm covers, hand sewn by Helen. They make me think of all the times that Helen would seat me on a blanket by the persimmon tree while she hung our clothes on the line.
The smell of bacon is what usually wakes me up, but it's too early in the morning for Helen to be cooking breakfast.
Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes I pull myself out of my cosy cocoon and stretch. I get up...
over 6 years ago
Katie (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
I pull back the warm covers, hand sewn by Helen. They make me think of all the times that Helen would seat me on a blanket by the persimmon tree while she hung our clothes on the line.
The smell of bacon is what usually wakes me up, but it's too early in the morning for Helen to be cooking breakfast.
Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes I pull myself out of my cosy cocoon and stretch. I get up...
over 6 years ago
Katie (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
I pull back the warm covers, hand sewn by Helen. They make me think of all the times that Helen would seat me on a blanket by the persimmon tree while she hung our clothes on the line.
The smell of bacon is what usually wakes me up, but it's too early in the morning for Helen to be cooking breakfast.
Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes I pull myself out of my cosy cocoon and stretch. I get up...
over 6 years ago
Katie (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
I pull back the warm covers, hand sewn by Helen. They make me think of all the times that Helen would seat me on a blanket by the persimmon tree while she hung our clothes on the line.
The smell of bacon is what usually wakes me up, but it's too early in the morning for Helen to be cooking breakfast.
Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes I pull myself out of my cosy cocoon and stretch. I get up...
over 6 years ago
Anyar (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
It was a cool night in early spring. They were sitting peacefully around the fireplace, Ava knitting a shawl for Rose- or rather, re-knitting it. The old one had gotten ripped as her rambunctious daughter tried to teach her timid sister how to climb a tree. There was a large tear, but Ava had managed to unravel it and tie the pieces together. Yarn ends from some of the knots stuck out, but Ava correctly guessed that Rose...
over 6 years ago
Ella (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
The DMV feels halfway across the country. I take deep breaths and stare out the window, mentally going through the meaning of every street sign we pass, analyzing the actions of every car around us.
“Ty…,” my mom starts. She takes a deep breath, her eyes fixed on the road. “Ty. I just want to know you’re ready to accept this responsibility. You’re only fifteen. I didn’t get my permit until I was...oh, I don’t know...sixteen or seventeen.”
“Mom.” I...
over 6 years ago
Ella (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
The DMV feels halfway across the country. I take deep breaths and stare out the window, mentally going through the meaning of every street sign we pass, analyzing the actions of every car around us.
“Ty…,” my mom starts. She takes a deep breath, her eyes fixed on the road. “Ty. I just want to know you’re ready to accept this responsibility. You’re only fifteen. I didn’t get my permit until I was...oh, I don’t know...sixteen or seventeen.”
“Mom.” I...
over 6 years ago
Haters_Gonna_Hate (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
My name is Neil Levitt, I’m 15 and I am a sophomore at Southview High School. Southview high school is a big school with two levels and 3,492 students. In my opinion it’s more like 3,000 vultures. Once two people fight, the person that loses the fight is picked on by the other students.
I’m pretty average I guess. I get pretty good grades, mainly A’s and B’s. I wear flannels and jeans, even though most people at my...
over 6 years ago
marnold27 (United States) published:
PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2015
My hand hovered over the light switch. I traced the edge of it and weighed my options. The wooden steps, only about a dozen or so, seemed to stretch forever. They were shadowed in darkness, interrupted only on the last few steps by the ceiling light in the dining room.
I glanced back at my room. The light from the bottom of the stairs bounced back up and dimly lit the bookcase covering most of the far wall. It was...
over 6 years ago