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My story on the challenge for day 3 is here.
Presenting my task for the fourth day of the challenge: Imagine that your protagonist has just turned into a statue. Describe his or her thoughts.
“Hoooooooooooooooh! Those two weeks felt like two years! Gramma really is something, isn’t she? Kudos to you, Maya! You’ve almost made it, again! It’s almost time to go home! No more Grumpma for a looooooong t…
“Wait, why can’t I move? Hngh! Hngh! What is this? Am I dreaming?
“I can’t even get to pinch myself! What the hell? Hello? HELLO!? Gramma! Can you hear me? GRAMMA!?
“I’m pretty sure there’s no voice escaping me. So THIS is what it sounds like inside my head! Not bad, Maya! I’m pretty impressed!
“AAAARGH! Focus, Maya! Why can’t you move? Strain your eyes. See if you can get them to look into that…
“HOLY SHIT! Are my feet really that huge? I mean, they can’t be, right? It’s just the angle, right? Because they’re closer to the mirror? Yep. Definitely just the angle.
“Probably wriggle them toes while you’re at… Oooohh! Right. I’m a statue. Well, this sucks! On the last day, no less! The day I had to leave this craphole!
“Where was my good fortune the day I had arrived!? Wouldn’t have been half bad to have turned into stone then, and just whiled away the two weeks without being subjected to borderline slavery. I’m sure people have wished for worse in this house!
“UGH! This SUCKS! Wait. Who turned me into a statue? Wow, Maya! Way to go! Took you quite a while to get to asking the real questions! And why would someone turn me while I was sleeping? That’s just downright rude! Should’ve at least waited for me to be standing up, before striking! Now this will be an extra dose of grumpiness I’ll have to deal with! GREAT!
“Hey, Gramma’s here! Gramma! GRAMMA! HEY, GRAMMA! YOOHOO! Over here! Wow! She really is deaf. Although, it seems her real illness is indifference. Her granddaughter has been turned into a statue in her bed, and she just enters the room, picks up a rag, and just leaves, without sparing so much as a glance!
“Pretty sure she’s secretly a Believer and she’s the one who did this to me in my sleep, that too on my last day here. There’s no end to her pettiness, that’s a universal truth. Come to think of it, she really was eyeing my sexy hairdo with much disgust.
“Also, I seem to be too nonchalant for someone who’s just woken up to find out she’s been turned into a statue! I guess I’ll have to either wait for Gramma to finally notice me, or wait for Mum and Dad to return, then wait for me, then freak out, then visit Gramma, then find me in bed, then freak out again… You know how parents are.
“And I might as well expect the worst, then. There’s not much I can do by myself, anyway!
“Oh, well. Some days you’re the bird, some days you’re the… Errr… Hmmm… How did that proverb go again?”