Creative Writing: Blog #4 (Writing Sample)

I chose to put up my Character Writing for this blog post. I think I have done very well with this writing. Before reading my writing, you will need to know that it is about two girls that go to college together. They both have very different personalities. They both plan a road trip when something terrible happens. Read on to find out.

Character Writing:

An Unexpected Twist

            We are finally on the road trip. Yes, that’s right the road trip to Florida that Audrey and I were planning on forever has finally come to life. Audrey and I first met in our freshman year of college. We are both in the best fashion school in Maine-yes, you heard me right-I said Main. Even to this day, it is still a surprise to me how Audrey and I became friends. We practically have different personalities. Obviously, I am the more responsible one and Audrey is the lazy one that won’t get her butt off of the couch.

            “Whoa, WATCH IT!” Audrey roared at me.

            Oops, I guess I kind of steered off of the road for a moment.

            “Sorry, and I don’t think that you should be the one talking. After all, you are the one that refused to drive,” I replied to her very rude comment.

            I looked over to the passenger side of the car where Audrey was sitting. Her wavy strawberry blonde hair fell in perfect curls down her back and her attentive blue eyes were staring down at her phone as she slumped in her seat.

            “Ugh, she’s so annoying,” I murmured to myself.

            “I’m sorry, did you say something?” Audrey asked me.

            “Oh no, you’re fine. Just keep doing whatever you’re already doing,” I replied back sarcastically.

            “Gosh, I’m sorry I wouldn’t drive. I just didn’t want to break a nail.”

            I took another look at the road and hit the brakes as hard as I could. I watched as Audrey and I jerked forward.

            “Why did you hit the brakes?” Audrey asked me.

            “Look, it’s a flock of geese. I didn’t want to run them over, they’re just so adorable.”

            “Ok, now if you’re done admiring, we better get a move on or we will never make it to Miami Beach before it gets dark,” Audrey exclaimed.

            As soon as the geese crossed the road, I started the car again and glanced over at the GPS when the screen said we have three more hours until we make it to the Beach. After some time, I think I dozed off because Audrey had to yell at me for me to get her attention.

            “Hey, there’s a Starbucks in about ten minutes. Can we stop there and get a frappe?” Audrey asked me with her pouty mouth.

            As much as I wanted to say yes, I didn’t. Mostly because I really wanted to get to Miami Beach as soon as possible and the only way to do that is to not take any breaks and drive all the way.

            “If you want, we could stop at a rest area, freshen up, and you could get a drink from the vending machine,” I replied.

            “Fine…oh wait. There’s a rest area in the exit…take it. It’s right there.”

            I took a sharp right to get to the rest area. We almost fell out of the car and we could barely walk. Audrey made her way to the vending machine to buy a drink and I told her I was going to the bathroom to freshen up. I decided to change my clothes while I was in the bathroom, so I went to the trunk and picked up my duffel bag.

            “RUBY, what’s taking you so long? We have to get moving!” Audrey asked.

            “Just give me a second, I’m almost done. I just have to finish dressing up,” I replied back.

            I looked at myself in the mirror and stared at my reflection as my dark brown hair glided against my back, my hazel eyes staring back at me, and my toned body fitting gorgeously into the crotchet romper I changed into. I came out of the bathroom just in time to meet Audrey buying another three bottles of Starbucks frappes from the vending machine.

            “Ok, let’s get going now,” I told Audrey.

            “Oh, so now you want to go? After going out all like ‘I’m a total fashion dive’ Audrey said sarcastically.

            We spend about another hour on the road until my car started humming and wheezing. I checked the gas needle and noticed that it was pointing at zero.

            “SHOOT, we’re out of gas. What are we supposed to do now?” I asked Audrey.

            “OH MY GOD RUBY, we are in the middle of nowhere! Where do you think we are going to find gas? The only way we are going to get anywhere it to hitchhike,” Audrey explained as she got out of the car and started kicking the tire hoping the car would start back up again.

            “Well, if that’s the only way to get anywhere, then we might as well just do it instead of wasting any time,” I reassured Audrey.

            “Fine, we might as well?”

            We waited for about twenty minutes until someone finally stopped and offered us a ride. They were a very old couple that didn’t know any better than to give two girls in their twenties a ride.

            “Where ya’ll going?” the man asked me.

            “We are heading out to Miami Beach, sir. It would be great if you could give us a ride,” I replied.

            “Well, that’s not too far…tell ya what...grab your things and hop on in the car,” the benevolent man replied back.

            I looked over at Audrey just in time to see that she had a huge smile that reached from one end of her face to the other. All we really needed was to go to the beach, and we will figure out how to get back from there. I really didn’t want to waste my spring break thinking about how I am going to get back, but would rather try to make the most of it. I believe that Audrey would think so too and that’s all that matters.      

Explanation:

I think that this Character Writing is by far my best piece of writing. I think that I used vivid descriptions in order to describe the characters. Instead of telling, I showed the character's personalities through their actions. I also made it sound like they don't really get along that well sometimes because they have different personalities. When, I incorporated the conflict into the story, the character's reactions also said a lot about how they are like. Overall, I think I did a great job with this writing.

Creative Writing: Blog #3 (Character)

I feel like a great movie that represents excellent character is Divergent. I really don't want to give away too much about the movie but let me just give you a little bit of background. In the movie, every person must pick a faction in order to serve their community as a whole. Divergents are the people who don't fit into any faction. The government tries to eliminate all of the Divergents because they think that the Divergents are very dangerous to the community. If you really want to know, I suggest for you to read the Divergent series and watch the movie. The scene below represents several characters. The character I am going to focus on this blog is Tris.

 

Tris is a very well rounded character. At this scene, Tris belongs in the Dauntless faction. She seems to have no fear by the way she speaks, acts, and looks. As you can see it the video, Tris has a tattoo which explains that she is very brave and is ready to do anything. There is also one type of conflict that is present within this scene. This type of conflict is characterized as a relationship conflict. Tris does not really think that Four would really behave the way he did in this scene. Tris thought that Four would always look out for her but instead, he started throwing knives at her to test her bravery. 

 

Creative Writing: Blog #2 (Specificity)

This scene is going to be from the movie, The Hunger Games. I know that many of you probably already watched the movie, read the book, or heart about from other people who watched the movie or read the book. The post might be a little bit of a cliché but, I really enjoyed reading this book and watching the movie. The Hunger Games is basically about Katniss Everdeen who volunteered as tribute to go to the hunger games. All of the tributes come together to kill each other until one of them is the only one alive. Katniss makes several friends throughout the movie, but one of the dearest to her heart is Rue. I chose the scene in this movie/book where Rue dies after getting shot in the back with an arrow.

 

I really liked the scene in the Hunger Games when they show Rue's death because, it brings out some of the main character's emotions that was not very evident in the rest of the book. At the beginning of the book, Katniss appeared to be the type of girl that was very tough and would not let anything get to her. But, seeing her break down into tears when she saw a girl that she barely knew die, it really said a lot about her personality and how vulnerable her emotions are. Although there was not much dialogue in the scene, the character's actions said a lot more than words would have in that situation. I also like how the author used a very simple scene in the movie/book of just a forest. The scene made the environment look very calming.

All Washed Up- I'll Advised Moment

All Washed Up

Obviously all of the ill-advised moments come from children’s childhood. To make it easier for you, I will do the same. I was only five years old, and like all of the other kids my age, I was obnoxious, dramatic, and always got into trouble. I live a great life of being an only child and sharing a house with no one else but my parents. One could say that one of the perks of being an only child is that you basically get anything you want. I mean, a five year old thinks that their parents have no other way to spend their money except on them. My mom, Molly, is one of the sweetest women ever. It would take a lot of effort in order for her to get mad at someone. My dad, Sam, would make every moment of my life memorable. At that moment, I could not have asked for any better parents than them.

It was one fine Saturday in May when I was bored to the point that I would just sit on the couch and try to count the number of tiles on my kitchen floor. Watching T.V was definitely not an option because I had already watched all of the episodes of my favorite T.V shows. I had grown sick and tired of my stuffed animals and toys that I could not even bare to look at them in the eye. Well, maybe there was one option, reading. Let’s be real, I was five years old. There was no way that I would be reading anything for fun when I am that of age.

As I was sitting on the couch about to rip my eyes out of my head, my mom walked into the house carrying several bags of groceries and one specially wrapped box. Now, you would think that I would go help my mom with the groceries. But, being the five year old girl I was, I decided to go right for the box.

“Mom, what’s the box?” I asked.

“Well, it’s a surprise. So, I can’t really tell you!” she explained.

            Whenever a parent says that something is a surprise, it usually means that they bought a toy for their child.

“OH MY GOD, A SURPRISE!!” I yelled.

“Yes, it is a surprise. But, I can’t give it to you right now.” My mom told me.

            So, maybe the excitement really got to me. I yanked to box out of my arms, ran up into my room, locked the door, and sat on my bed. I didn’t want to rip the box open because I didn’t know what was inside of it. I gently pried open the box, just enough to peak and see what was inside of it.

“THIS IS THE CUTEST INDIAN BARBIE DOLL EVER!” I exclaimed.

            As I was examining the Barbie doll closely, my mom found a way to get inside of my room. I didn’t notice that she was in my room until I saw from the corner of my eye that she was standing at the corner of my bed.

“Do you like it?” she asked me.

“Yes, I love it! This is one of the best presents that I ever got.” I replied back.

“Ok, you can play with it now. But, be downstairs for dinner by 7:00,” Mom reassured me.

“Yeah yeah, whatever.” I said carelessly.

            The Barbie doll was really cute but the only thing that was bothering me about it was that the hair was too long. When I looked at the doll, its hair came down to about its butt. I wanted to make sure the doll looked nice and I thought it was time for it to get a haircut. I enjoyed cutting anything so, I was hoping that once I cut the doll’s hair that it would grow back and I would be able to cut it again. Maybe, next time a different style.

            I walked over to my desk, opened the drawer, and felt around for my scissors. I picked them up, grabbed the doll, and walked over to the trash can. I tried to hover over the trash can so when I was cutting the hair, it would not get all over the floor. I cut the doll’s hair just enough so it was hanging over her shoulders. Being the germaphobe I was at age five, the loose strands of hair were really bothering me. I decided it was time for the doll to get a light wash.

            I walked over to my parent’s bathroom and set the doll down on the counter. I was a very organized child. I didn’t really like doing anything without any type of planning behind it. I gathered all of the shampoos, conditioners, body washes, lotions, and bubble bath. I set them all in order on the counter in order of application. I waltzed over to the bathtub and turned the hot and cold water faucet completely. I let the water fun for a while and turned it off when the water was about three fourths of the way full. I dunked the Barbie doll into the water and rinsed it for some time. I took the Barbie doll out of the water and set it on the counter but, I didn’t realize that the water was still running through the faucet.

            I went downstairs to get a snack because I was really hungry. When I went back upstairs, my foot stepped onto the soppy carpet. I was wondering why the carpet was wet near the bathroom. I opened the bathroom door to find the bathroom floor covered in water. My eyes traces back to where the water was coming from. I realized that the faucet was still turned on. I walked on my tip toes to the faucet to turn it off.

            “How am I supposed to clean all of this water up?” I asked myself.

            I started gathering some rags and towels and dropped them on the floor hoping that they would soak up all of the water. I had probably cleaned up about half of the water that was on the floor when I heard the door to the bathroom open slowly. I looked over to the door only to find my mom standing at the doorway with her mouth dropped open to her chest.

            “Alekhya, what happened in here?” she asked me.

            “Hum, there was a little accident.” I replied back.

            “I know there was an accident. But, I want to know how it happened? She replied back a little more aggressively.

            “I might have just let the faucet on when I went downstairs.” I said nervously.

            “Fine. Since you made the mess, you are going to be the one that will clean it up. You are not going to leave the bathroom till all of the water is cleaned up.” My mom told me cold heartedly.

            “But, mom.” I said whining

            “Oh, and you are also grounded for two weeks.” My mom said ruthlessly.

            I think you can guess how my day went after that incident. But if anything, I have definitely learned a lesson. Never ever flood the bathroom.

Explanation:

I really enjoyed writing this piece. It really allowed me to think back to the stupid things that I did when I was little which definitely made me laugh while I was writing it. I think I did a great job using dialogue and introducing some of the main characters in the story. I tried to explain each of my actions in great detail and I had also tried using my senses to incorporate more description into the story. I hope everyone enjoys this ill-advised moment!