I remember when myson saw a BLUE BALL at the store one day. He wanted it so badly and since it was within our budget we picked it up for him. It had a yellow star on it. He played with it the whole time on the way home, and carried it for days with him learning how to bounce it, and even roll it back and forth on the ground to us. Boys and balls just seem to go together hand in hand.
Now this brought back memories of our second apartment. On the end of our water bed we had a glass endstand, and we also had a kitty cat that liked to jump and play. One day that kitty got going around the room and ended up knocking something over. We heard a crash, glass breaking, and then a howl cut short, AND THAT IS WHEN THE SADNESS CAME, my husband jumped up from bed, and there was the kitty with a big shard of glass through it and bleeding on the floor. It was our first pet death in our family and it was really hard to explain to our son about it as he hadn't dealth with death before.
Later that same day we went to my parents house where they were having COFFEE , so we could bury our kitty. My son had brought his BLUE BALL with him and showed Grampa how he could bounce it.
Gather Wednesday Writing Essentials for August the 24th. Response required!
Welcome Wednesday Gatherers! Today I have been perusing some of my old creative writing assignments, and I came up with and innocuous looking prompt that got quite a few really neat responses. Here it is for you, short and sweet!
Write down your first response to these words or phrases:
And that’s when the sadness came
No rules; just your responses. Flag them if they are
Post your responses by August 31st, put GWWE in the title and tag it “Response”