The six word short story that I picked was “He lied. She cried. He died.” I picked this one because as soon as I read this line, my mind immediately went to a murder scene. I thought of a husband lying to his wife and she got upset and killed him. My general idea for my story is that a husband lies to his wife saying that he is going to meetings when he is actually going over to one of his student’s apartments to “hook up.” This goes on for a while until the wife becomes suspicious and asks the other professors he was supposedly going to meetings with and they said they had no such meetings. Then the next time he said he was going to a meeting, she decided to follow him in her car. What she saw when his car stopped shook her to the core. She saw him at his student’s house and that pissed her off. She went home and waited for him to return home. When he did, she confronted him of his actions that evening and when he denied everything, she got out a gun and killed him. My idea came from the show on Netflix that I am currently watching. It is “How to Get Away With Murder.” What happens in it is a group of law students that a professor picked, called the Keating 5, commit and frame other people for murder. They also work as defense attorneys and try to get people to not go to prison, even if they are guilty. This made me think of cheating and despair, with a murder scene to wrap it all up. My initial concept has changed a lot through our work with setting and character development. I got to know more about the time I placed my setting in through our research. This made the way my characters act seem almost acceptable. My characters went from not really having any real world qualities and such, but then having to think from the perspective of each character, I got to see and make up two amazing characters that make my story work.
My fair week overall was pretty good. I worked at the helicopter taking pictures of the people who went for rides. I also ate a good amount of food. But, one day stood out from all the rest…
On Friday night, Zoey and I went to the Dustin Lynch concert. It was a beautiful day on Friday, though it was a bit chilly. We both thought the weather was going to be very nice that night, but wow were we wrong… The opening performer, William Michael Morgan, started to play his songs. About twenty minutes went by with very nice weather and the concert was great. Then, while Dustin Lynch’s crew was getting ready to come out, I felt a few raindrops hit my head. I looked over at Zoey and said, “I am not getting wet, I am not wearing clothes that should get wet.”
She replied, “I agree, we might have to get out of here early.” We stood there for a few more minutes and then absolute disaster struck. It started to absolutely pour outside and Zoey and I, along with everyone else on the track were getting soaked. Then, DING, a light bulb went off in my head. I looked up to my left towards a whole empty section of seats up in the grandstand. I looked over to Zoey and motioned towards the grandstand. She looked at me and immediately headed for the seats, leaving me in the dust. As we arrived to the last section of seats, the security guy asked to see our tickets. I said, “Sir, we have tickets for the track but do not want to get wet, can we please sit up there?” He was contemplating in his head if he should let us or not. then he finally nodded his head yes and I felt very relieved. We then sat in the 4th row up because the seats before that were a little wet. As we were sitting, the wind started to blow the rain all over us! I thought to myself, “You have got to be kidding me.” So we moved up to about the 12th row and it was dry finally. After all the hassle of trying to be dry, we enjoyed the show.