Within these four walls of my bedroom, I sit quite comfortably. The only movement I make is to turn the page, and the only noise is the whispering sound it makes. For a student on a Friday night, this might seem strange. Shouldn’t I be getting ready to go out, blasting my music from my stereo to the high heavens? Or, maybe, binge watching TV shows on Netflix with my best friend that lives only down the hall, gorging on pizza?
A short-story in three sentences. Based on a prompt given in class.
A piece of creative non-fiction I created by wandering around aimlessly for ten minutes, experiencing the autumnal city-scape around me, then writing about what I noticed and thought about at the time