I wrote this prompt for a website (http://sixsentences.blogspot.com/) where you have to write a story in six sentences ONLY. It seems like they’ve discontinued updating the site, so I decided to post the first short story I ever submitted online right here on The Writing Righter.
He’s falling fast and can’t quite find the strength to spread his wings. There are many clouds with no discernible shape, some even repeating in pattern. They’re all around him and the air is stifling. Maybe he’s struggling too hard and should relax. Maybe his own thoughts are limiting his potential. Or maybe its the straight jacket and white walls.