Banana brought up the subject of drabbles and said that she was going to make her own. So she asked me what I thought would be four good random words. I said, barn, stick, bucket, and honor. We were walking in the woods when she asked, so they aren’t completely random, just things that I happened to lay eyes on when I was naming things. Honor, I don’t know why, had been floating around in my head all day and it gave me the opportunity to spit it out.
Well, here’s mine, I actually found it easier then I thought it would be.
I looked up at the red barn, wondering whether I would find an old bucket in it, or maybe an old tractor. It was dark and the barn looked scary, but I had been dared to enter. I stepped forward, pushing on the barn door. I heard a loud snap and froze. I looked down to see a stick, snapped in half by my stepping on it. I sighed and continued into the barn. Once inside, I did find an old tractor and sat on the old seat. It wasn’t as scary on the inside. I had kept my honor.
It took me about two minutes to finish the drabble.
The date says March 4, but it is really March 3.
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