Writing Experiment #1 - Daddy Squirrel and his new bed

So I read some writing website that’s got some exercises to get people to start writing, and one of them was to just write from a stream of consciousness. Basically write for about 20 minutes and then turn what you have written into something. So … here goes.  

Today my dad went to Lowes then he lost his mind. While in Lowes he realized his credit card was missing. He frantically looked around his feet to see if he dropped it, no. Then he remembered that after my nephew’s basketball game yesterday we went out to lunch and that was the last place he knew he had it. So we called the restaurant who said they looked for it and did not find it. So we turned the house upside down before calling to have it cancelled. I went outside walking around the car to make sure it didn’t fall on the ground and I have this insane thought that a squirrel found my dad’s card. See in my head the squirrel has a bad back, and when he found the card he rushed it home and set it up in his bedroom and laid down. For the first time in ages his back felt good, he was able to stretch out his back, work out some of kinks, and instantly fell asleep.

 

His squirrel wife came home from the store and was shocked to find him asleep. She woke him up and he quickly told her about this new bed and made her laydown. She hasn’t been having back problems and thus did not share the love of the bed that her husband had. They got in a huge fight cause she wanted him to drag that thing out of her house, yelling at him that it has bumps all over it, a random picture of an eagle on it, which scared her, and was gross! He refused and their squirrel kids were scared cause they hadn’t heard mom and dad fighting like this. So mom and dad squirrel have to stop and calm the kids down and in the process that dad squirrel explains to the mom just why he likes the new bed and how it makes him feel better but if it really upsets her he’ll get rid of it. So momma squirrel gets up, walks over to the new bed, AKA my dad’s credit card, and shoves It over leaving enough room for her to sleep and him to lay on the new bed. Daddy squirrel cries and says thank you so much. Then the four of them go out for a few winter nuts in celebration.

So I guess what I'm saying is take a minute to listen to the people around you, if we could all just understand where everyone is coming from then maybe our day would be better.  

This people is what happens in my head randomly though out the day . . . . . . . and I wonder why some people think I’m crazy. :D

-Marcy