Three Word Game Part III
January 21, 2010
Since my absent mindedness led to my post being WAY late today, I thought we would take a break with another writing exercise. Last time each person only added three words to the story. Today, participants will add an entire sentence.
Here are the rules:
- You can only post one sentence at a time. The length is up to you as long as it has a subject and a verb. No run-on sentences allowed.
- You can participate as many times as you want but someone has to add to the story before you can post again.
- Copy and paste the story before adding your sentence (it helps everyone to keep up with it)
Ready? I’ll begin:
Jessi opened her apartment door to find a blue rose and letter in the hallway.
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Jessi opened her apartment door to find a blue rose and letter in the hallway. The stench from the backed up toilet was the cause of her abrupt exit, so this was quite a surprise.
Jessi opened her apartment door to find a blue rose and letter in the hallway. She cradled the rose and called into the empty hall, “Mark?”
Jessi opened her apartment door to find a blue rose and letter in the hallway. She cradled the rose and called into the empty hall, “Mark?”
The apartment answered her with silence.
Jessi opened her apartment door to find a blue rose and letter in the hallway. The stench from the backed up toilet was the cause of her abrupt exit, so this was quite a surprise. She cradled the rose and called into the empty hall, “Mark?” The rest of the building fell disturbingly silent, as Jessi gently swept a strand of strawberry-blonde hair behind her ear while awaiting a reply.
Jessi opened her apartment door to find a blue rose and letter in the hallway. The stench from the backed up toilet was the cause of her abrupt exit, so this was quite a surprise. She cradled the rose and called into the empty hall, “Mark?” The rest of the building fell disturbingly silent, as Jessi gently swept a strand of strawberry-blonde hair behind her ear while awaiting a reply. She glanced at the letter and saw a message scratched across the page in an unfamiliar language.
Jessi opened her apartment door to find a blue rose and letter in the hallway. The stench from the backed up toilet was the cause of her abrupt exit, so this was quite a surprise. She cradled the rose and called into the empty hall, “Mark?” The rest of the building fell disturbingly silent, as Jessi gently swept a strand of strawberry-blonde hair behind her ear while awaiting a reply. She glanced at the letter and saw a message scratched across the page in an unfamiliar language. Frowning, she turned the page over, searching for the senders name; finding only the insignia of a well known hotel within walking distance from her apartment.
“You have got to be kidding me,” she whispered ominously, as she slowly slid down the pale blue wall and into a crouching position. “he knows.”
Woops, I forgot to add the rest of the story! My apologies. Here it is:
Jessi opened her apartment door to find a blue rose and letter in the hallway. The stench from the backed up toilet was the cause of her abrupt exit, so this was quite a surprise. She cradled the rose and called into the empty hall, “Mark?” The rest of the building fell disturbingly silent, as Jessi gently swept a strand of strawberry-blonde hair behind her ear while awaiting a reply. She glanced at the letter and saw a message scratched across the page in an unfamiliar language. Frowning, she turned the page over, searching for the senders name; finding only the insignia of a well known hotel within walking distance from her apartment. “You have got to be kidding me,” she whispered ominously, as she slowly slid down the pale blue wall and into a crouching position. “he knows.”
She grabbed the gun from her bedside table and walked into the night.
Jessi opened her apartment door to find a blue rose and letter in the hallway. The stench from the backed up toilet was the cause of her abrupt exit, so this was quite a surprise. She cradled the rose and called into the empty hall, “Mark?” The rest of the building fell disturbingly silent, as Jessi gently swept a strand of strawberry-blonde hair behind her ear while awaiting a reply. She glanced at the letter and saw a message scratched across the page in an unfamiliar language. Frowning, she turned the page over, searching for the senders name; finding only the insignia of a well known hotel within walking distance from her apartment. “You have got to be kidding me,” she whispered ominously, as she slowly slid down the pale blue wall and into a crouching position. “he knows.”
She gripped the gun in her hand as she walked slowly down the street.