Hello again everyone! It's that time again. Are you feeling like your thoughts come up blank? Can't get that pen to paper... This writing prompt may just help you out! It's a fun and short one today since I'm strapped for time.
Finish this thought and create the rest of the story. A paragraph or two long, make sure it's concise.
He turned the key in the lock and opened the door. To his horror, he saw...
He turned the key in the lock and opened the door. To his horror, he saw the back end of some man hovering over his daughter. In shock, he stood in the doorway, trying to grasp what the hell was going on. Realizing that his daughter was being mauled by her teenage boyfriend, he lunged for the bare assed brat.
"What the hell!" Maggie, his sixteen year old daughter exclaimed, clutching the sheet to her chest. Thank god for the sheet, he thought to himself. The look on her face was mortification and her creeks were a deep red delicious.
"Get the fuck out of my house." He yelled, picking up the young boys pants and throwing them at his face. The boy stumbled on his not so graceful exit but it hardly mattered. The damage was done and life would never be the same.
He could never look at his baby girl in the eyes again. She was a woman now, at the young age of sixteen. It wasn't fair! He crumbled to the ground, his face in his hands, tears streaming down his face.
"Why, Maggie?" He cried out, stuck in a state of disbelief. The room was silence except for both of their loud cries.
"What's going on here?" His wife asked, walking into the war zone unknowing the bomb that just exploded in the entire families face.