Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.
At the end of this post, you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
I’m using: cold ~ mumps ~ missing out ~ skiing ~ frosty
They were submitted by: http://cognitivescript.blogspot.com
The cold wind beat against the little shack as if it were an armed robber ready to steal even the smallest bit of warmth. Two little girls huddled together scared beyond tears as the last fringes of daylight disappeared through the many cracks in the brittle wooden walls.
“How long do we have to stay here,” Molly asked even though she already knew the answer. “Until they find us,” Dixie answered for the hundredth time. She pulled Molly closer trying to generate as much heat as possible. Dixie was the older of the two by three years and she took her job of protecting her little sister very seriously.
“We should never have gone skiing without momma and poppa,” Dixie said, “especially this late in the day. I should have never let you talk me into it.” “I’m sorry Dixie,” Molly hiccupped, “I just wanted to go down the big slope just once. I thought we would go down and be back before they were back from dinner.” “I know Molly,” Dixie sighed, “but I’m older and I should have known better.”
“We’re missing out on the hot cocoa and movie at the lodge,” Molly said. “I bet it’s Frosty the Snowman. I just know it. That’s my favorite.” “Don’t worry Molly, Poppa will be here in no time. I bet he’s looking for us right now,” Dixie told her, “we can’t lose hope.”
Outside with the wind roaring, they heard a sharp crack and felt the ground shake. They both screamed and Dixie said, “don’t worry it’s just a tree limb that broke. We’re safe.” “I’m so cold Dixie, what if we get the mumps and die out here?” She said getting worked up again. “Molly, you’re not going to get the mumps from being outside in the cold. Maybe pneumonia, but not the mumps silly.” “Well, I don’t want newmoni either.” Dixie just laughed a little, “don’t worry Molly, I’ll keep you safe.”
A flash of a light broke through the thin boards that had given them shelter. “MOLLY, DIXIE! WHERE ARE YOU?” Poppa shouted through the darkness. “MOLLY….”, “DIXIE…” “We’re here Poppa! We’re here! The girls shouted in unison. The door to the cabin burst open with the snow swirling around and the flashlights bouncing around he looked like a Prince coming to save them. “Poppa,” they said as they ran to him and threw their arms around him.
Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:
Baking In A Tornado https://www.bakinginatornado.com
On the Border https://dlt-lifeontheranch.blogspot.com/
The Bergham Chronicles https://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com
Cognitive Script https://cognitivescript.blogspot.com/
Part-Time Working Hockey Mom https://thethreegerbers.blogspot.com/