She hadn’t showered in three days, hadn’t slept for more than an hour at a time in almost a week. The dark circles under her eyes made her look as beat up as she felt. Even her hair hurt.
Dragging through the house, her feet were lead, her arms hung limply at her sides. When he shot out of their bedroom, freshly washed and pressed for work, she had to grab the wall to keep from falling.
Planting a quick kiss on her forehead, he chirped over his shoulder, “another few days of Tamiflu and you’ll be back to normal.”
The 100 Word Challenge, a writing prompt created by Velvet Verbosity, takes a single theme to tell a story in only 100 words ~ no more, no less. This week’s theme is ‘ to write a descriptive piece about being utterly drained, tired, exhausted, [insert other synonyms for tired here]. In 100 words of course.’
Trifecta, a weekly one-word prompt, challenges writers to use that word in its third definition form, using no less than 33 words or no more than 333. The week’s prompt is: Normal [noun \nawr-muhl\s] 3: a form or state regarded as the norm : standard
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I love that line where you say even her hair hurt, it’s just that all over draining, exhaustion and ache. 🙂
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I was totally feeling her misery!
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That’s exactly how I felt after I had my first-born, so I thought it was a new-mama thing (especially about the husband well-rested and going off to work!). I love how you wrote two prompts into one–so descriptive and so relatable!
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I liked it, nice! I’d combine the 3rd and 4th para, putting a comma after ‘shoulder’ to lead the reader into the spoken line. Otherwise the reader might be confused into thinking he actually chirped, and then the spoken line is in addition to that. 🙂
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Great descriptions! I wasn’t expecting the flu LOL! Nice twist!
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You know its bad when your hair hurts. I hate that feeling!
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Little typo hun, second paragraph. I think you meant to say “grab” instead of “grabbed”. I hope the next time I get the flu I get to wear pink bunny slippers. Actually, that’s a lie, lol. I’ll wear white or purple or even brown, but no pink slippers. Not while I’m alive anyway.
You got me on this one. I was sure she was depressed, not sick with the flu. You manage to get those twists in there almost every time!
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“even her hair hurt”..what a perfect line for how you feel when you have the flu, that ache in every bone and muscle, you captured that with every word.
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A shiver went through me. You wrote it so realistically. I hope she gets better soon.
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I certainly hope this isn’t a jinx and I don’t wake up in the morning feeling like a dump truck ran me over. This was real enough to make me feel that way!!
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