Daily Prompt: Being Silent!

Daily Prompt: When was the last time you really wanted (or needed) to say something, but kept quiet? Write a post about what you should’ve said.

I can think if several times. One that comes to mind is a couple of weeks ago when I was talking to a girl I sit next to in one of my classes. Just so you know, we are on study leave for our exams, but thankfully we both finished all of our exams two weeks ago now. It was our first day of doing absolutely nothing; I was lying in my garden soaking up the sun when the girl messaged me.

‘I’m so bored’, she wrote.

What was I supposed to write to that? I tried jokingly to sympathise with her but she just wouldn’t stop going on about how tedious her day was and how she thought the rest of study leave would be exactly like that.

What I really felt like replying with was something along the lines of: ‘Well do something then! Stop complaining to me and actually enjoy the fact that we have no work to be doing!’

But, because it is me, I just kept replying with ‘Aaaw, I know!’.


Daily Prompt: Being Unexpected!

Daily Prompt: You walk into your home to find a couple you don’t know sitting in your living room, eating a slice of cake. Tell us what happens next.

Something is wrong.

I don’t know how I have come to this conclusion, but it is. I think it may be something to do with the air surrounding me – perhaps a tiny degree of movement in the stillness of the hallway? I stand at the bottom of the stairway, unsure of what to do. That’s me – always indecisive. Eventually, I carry on as normal, slipping off my coat and scarf and pushing my feet into my slipper boots. I shuffle through to the kitchen and, (still slightly unsure of myself), and wander over to the cake tin. The thing is, it isn’t there anymore. Something shifts inside me – a mix between fear and a rather large dose of anger. ‘How dare they?!’ I think to myself as I stand next to the empty shelf. ‘How dare they break into my house and steal my cake?’ My hearing suddenly focuses on something – a tin scraping in the other room. The living room. Now determined, I grab the rolling pin from the counter and storm back through the hallway, throwing open the living room door…

Two strangers, a man and a woman, both look up from their slices of cake. I would say they are in their mid-30s, but it is hard to tell. I stand in the doorway, poised, ready. But they both just sit there and grin, slightly unnervingly. The woman looks vaguely familiar.

“GET OUT!” I suddenly find myself shouting, making myself jump. The couple just laugh.

“I told you she’d be surprised,” the woman laughs and I am sure I recognise that voice.

“W-who are you? I don’t even know you!” I  stammer, confusion and anger rising inside of me.

“Oh yes you do. And I also know that within the next minute you’ll have calmed down and we’ll all be eating cake together and discussing why we’re here.”

“How?” I cry.

“Because I am you. And this is a part of my history. I’ve already done your bit.”

I fall into one of the nearby sofas and somehow, I know everything that the woman has said is true.

“Cake?” The man offers me a slice.

“Please.” I reply.


Daily Prompt: Being Admiring!

Daily Prompt: Write a post about any topic you want, but in the style of an author or a blogger you admire.

The style in which I write this post is inspired by that of Oscar Wilde. The reason being? I fell upon one of his classics, ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray’ not all that long ago and to my utter surprise, I thoroughly enjoyed it. I had been selfish to believe that so called ‘old’ books were to be enjoyed only through education or otherwise a specific passion for that genre. Since delving into its pages, I can admit with confidence that Wilde’s novel has converted my view entirely and I would have no hesitation in enjoying it a second time. As the witty writer once stated himself, “If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.”


Daily Prompt: Being Connected!

Daily Prompt: Whether a person, a pet, an object, or a place, write about something or someone you connected with from the very first second.

Just under seven years ago, my family and I drove up to Buxton in the Peak District one night after school. We were going to choose a whippet puppy from a very isolated house in the hills – our first ever pet other than goldfish!

When we arrived, we saw several puppies attempting to scare us away with their squeaky barks, but we were led through the house and into another room, full of bleary-eyed whippet babies. They told us which ones had already been chosen and which ones were still up for grabs. And that’s when we saw him. He was the oldest out of his siblings but just as adorable – he’d just woken up so his eyes were all red and droopy but he still made his way over to us, (treading over his brothers and sisters on the way). We all held him whilst his brother, Dexter, undid my shoelaces, and he started to fall asleep in our arms, (something he still loves to do now). I had never seen such a gormless and cute creature in my life. The breeder then told us that she’d nicknamed him cuddles, because he loved to snuggle up to her whenever he could. Safe to say, we had our eyes set on him and three weeks later we drove him home. We called him Toby and he is still just as gormless and sweet today!



Daily Prompt: Being Worldly!

Daily Prompt: The friendly, English-speaking extraterrestrial you run into outside your house is asking you to recommend the one book, movie, or song that explains what humans are all about. What do you pick?

The Heart Never Lies – by McFly, of course.

The reason for this is that I was once listening to it as we drove through the mountains of the Lake District, and as we did I thought to myself: ‘If I ever have an alien exchange partner, I’m going to drive them up here and blast out this song.’ Yes, my mind is random like that, but the song itself says it all!


Daily Prompt: Being Advisory!

Daily Prompt: What’s the one piece of advice you wish someone had given you a year (or five, or ten…) ago?

I wish the teachers at my school hadn’t made GCSE exams seem so important. Because this time last Summer, I was stressing out about revision and those As and A*s that most of my teachers expected me to get, and thinking to myself, ‘What it I don’t get them? The end of the world is nigh!’

Turns out that after results day, those good grades and exams haven’t even been mentioned – not at college or anywhere else. I can’t get a job anyway, (my teachers used to say the higher the grades, the easier it is to find a part time job), and at college, as long as you passed enough GCSEs to get in, they really don’t care! My advice would be to work hard but not too hard – they’re really not worth having a breakdown over!


Daily Prompt: Being Helped!

Daily Prompt: When was the last time a stranger did something particularly kind, generous, or selfless for you? Tell us what happened!

Actually, yesterday my sister and I were helped by two people we had never met before! Even though they worked in the shops we were in, they definitely did not have to help us like they did. I now see customer service in a whole new light!

The first time, we went into the bookstore Waterstones and, after searching around for quite a while, asked the woman on the till if they had any books by this certain author we were looking for. She searched for us and told us that unfortunately they did not, but then she went on to Google herself to see why, (apparently his books had gone a bit obsolete after he died). After this, she noted down a few names of online book stores that might have what we were searching for – and all of this with one of the cheeriest attitudes I have ever seen by a shop assistant!

The second time we went into Pulp. As we walked through the door the alarm went off. The shop assistant in there came straight over to us and told us there must still be a tag left on a box set I had bought in HMV earlier, (the customer service there had not been great). Again, this woman had the brightest smile and told us that she would remove the tag for us to save us any hassle. I love customer service when it’s like this!

And, to top it all of, the bus driver let us travel for free because he was seven minutes late!


Daily Prompt: Being Saved!

Daily Prompt: Tell us about a time when you managed to extract yourself from a sticky situation at the very last minute.

When I was 14, our year group had this project to complete near the end of term called the Peace Prize. Basically, we had to get into groups and produce something in memory of the holocaust; it could be anything from a poem to a sculpture. My two friends and I decided that we wanted to do something that no-one else would do. So we went outside and walked past the school tennis courts where there was a small cluster of trees and decided that we would make a walkway through them, hanging information, striped pyjamas and other things in the trees -sort of like a museum but in a tiny wooded area.

We were very passionate about our project! Once we’d got permission from our head of year to so, we took some bin liners and started to clean up all the rubbish that had collected in the trees over the years. That itself took ages. Then, we brought in shears, shovels, hammers – you name it – into school and began to cut away the branches and weeds until we had made a pathway through the trees. This is where the ‘saved’ bit comes into the story…

Just behind our tutor room, there was a pile of rocks which had been left behind by builders a while ago. We decided that we would use them to line our walkway. So, not thinking anything of it, we took our hammers and started smashing these rocks into smaller, usable pieces. That’s when the head of upper year walked around the corner with another older man. Seeing them, I pulled my sleeve over the hammer I was holding and we tried to walk as discreetly as possible back towards the trees – but she saw us. She walked over to us and asked us what we were doing and we told her that we were just hanging up some information in the branches. I don’t think she bought it at all – and it just so happens that the man she was with was the health and safety inspector! We all stood there awkwardly whilst I tried not to look over at the shears that were leaning up against one of the trees, amongst the various other tools we had been using. Just then, a couple of boys in the tennis courts, (who were ironically playing football), started shouting and scuffling. And that was it. The head of upper year was distracted and walked away with the safety inspector behind her. Saved by the bell!

In the end, we even won the Peace Prize!


Daily Prompt: Being Obsolete!

Daily Prompt: Of all the technologies that have gone extinct in your lifetime, which one do you miss the most?

Can objects actually go extinct? I’m sure they’re just replaced by more developed and technological items.

I remember when I was much younger, my cousin gave me her old Gameboy – one of the old-fashioned, clunky ones. I loved it. I only had one game on it though and that was Buffy the Vampire Slayer – I could never get past the sewer level, but I remember having so much fun with this one game. I don’t actually know where it disappeared to in the end but I don’t think I could ever forget it! Do they still make Gameboys anymore? Either way, I had hours of fun!


Daily Prompt: Being Proud!

Daily Prompt: What’s your most prized possession? GO!

I want to name a few as I don’t like leaving things out, but I’ve managed to narrow it down to just two…

First is Monty, the teddy I got when I was just a teeny little baby in a hospital cot. He is older than me yet he still has his squeak and is surprisingly intact for saying I have had him for over seventeen years! I’m not afraid to admit that I still find it difficult to sleep without him, (and several other cuddly creatures who I have had to leave out of this post), and he has even starred in one of my previous daily prompt posts, (about soul mates I think)!

Second is… my signed McFly programme from their Keep Calm and Play Louder Tour. And I think I’m so proud of this because I didn’t just order a pre-signed item – I actually got on a train and travelled the 127 miles from Nottingham to London, then had to track down the hotel the meet and greet was being held at… and finally MET THEM! And they even wrote ‘To Ruby’! I’m sorry, it was just a very exciting and momentous time in my short life!

Signed tour book