Write a Medium Story in 10 Minutes or Less — Part 2
Medium Speed Run — 100%
Hey everyone! It’s time for another writing exercise! For those that didn’t see it last week, this is a creative writing method I created, and it goes like this:
- Pick a random word. You can use https://randomwordgenerator.com/
- Think about the word for 3 minutes
- Write continuously for 10 minutes. Don’t stop until the timer runs out!
In my first story (the word was penalty), I wrote about a drug deal that went horribly wrong.
Should I continue that story or make a new one? Today, I’ll continue it this time and try to finish the story. It will be more challenging to ensure I’m wrapping up by the end of the timer. So without further delay, here is today’s word.
Today’s word: AUTOMATIC
~Timer Starts~
She slowly raised her head above the dashboard to check on her partner, but the deal didn’t go as he had foolishly planned. Eddie was dead with about 10 bullet wounds in his chest and legs and two between the eyes. Susie didn’t know what to do. She panicked.
Susie jumped out of the car, ran for the exit, and reached for the doorknob. “GET HER ALIVE,” a man screamed behind her, followed by a furious thunder of footsteps. She reached for the door and flung it open only to find more men in black suits waiting. She froze in shock as she felt a hard metal butt of a gun hit her in the head. Then everything went black.
She awoke to the cold night air and the sound of the rushing Two Stone river far beneath her.
“Ah, good evening,” a bearded man said with a thick accent. Her eyes opened a little more as they adjusted to the darkness. She was seated on the 12th st bridge across town. Far away from where the shooting had just taken place.
“I see you have a few more brains than your partner,” he laughed, “but I need to know where the money is now. So prove yourself worthy of this life and tell me, OK?”
Susie opened her eyes a little more and began to think. Why would he be looking for the money? Didn’t Eddie have it with him a minute ago at the drop? Unless… Oh no! Did Eddie brought fucking fake money AND a God damn gun? Shit.
“I didn’t know the money was fake,” she slurred while trying to calm her aking head. “I thought it was real too. I just wanted to do the job and get paid.”
“Oh, I see. Well then. If you don’t know where the money is….” He snapped his fingers, and two prominent men picked her up and dangled her upside down over the water off the edge of the bridge. Another man slid a black bag around her head and tied it shut. Then her hands and ankles were zipped-tied together too. She screamed with all her might, but they were too far out of town. No one was going to hear her.
“I DON’T KNOW where it is. I’m sorry,” she cried.
“Oooohh, I see. I believe you now. I do.” He leaned closer to the bag over her head and whispered, “But we must still teach you scum that no one tries to play a trick on us. Ever. Again.”
She felt the two men let go, and the rush of air fill the bag. In an instant, visions automatically appeared in her mind. She blamed her parents, the men, and the women she had been with who didn’t save her. Maybe they couldn’t save her. Perhaps it was her fault. She guessed that didn’t matter anymore.
SPLASH!
~Timer Ends~
So what do you think this week? Did you like the ending of the story? I needed about 10 extra seconds to finish the last two sentences. But that’s the fun part about it being an exercise. It’s just practice to get your mind running and racing.
I had a lot of fun these last two weeks and I’m excited to do it again! Make sure you subscribe to my emails to join me every Wednesday for more 10-minute stories!
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