Writing Contest // Sample Story

As many of y’all probably saw, I’m hosting a writing contest. Sounds like fun, right? I figured every so often during the next two weeks I’ll post about it to remind y’all and I’ll also write a little sample story of my own to get your brain moving. 🙂 
Let’s start out with a quick review of the rules:

1. The story should be between 300-500 words
2. No Horror or Magic 
3. The stories are due on or before July 4th, 2014 
You can email me the story at aidylewoh(at)gmail(dot)com

After I get the stories, I’ll pick my favorite three and post them on my blog, then y’all will vote on the winner. The prize will be this amazing, fun, and adventuresome DVD: 

And now for my story. I went on Pinterest and picked a random picture to spark my imagination. Then I set my stopwatch and start writing. It’s been too long since I’ve written a random short story. It was harder than I thought it would be, but a fun challenge, too. 🙂

Time: 24 Minutes
Wordcount: 451
Hardest Part: The Ending 

Some think it’s lonely with only the blue sky, the blue lake and the green trees to keep a body company. I say being in a crowd of people I don’t know and who don’t care about me is what’s lonely. 

Ever since that summer, the one that feels like a lifetime ago, I’ve lived out here. Finding my own food, living in my own place, being me with no one to hinder. Pa didn’t know what he was getting into when he showed me his hideaway, but then again, neither did I. 

Hunters make their way to my cabin once every few months and although I’m polite, I never give out my name. Food? Yes. Shelter? When needed. Directions? I’ve helped a lost soul more time than I can count. But friendship? Never. I gave my friendship once and that was one time too many. 

Trout, my wild-dog-turned-companion, rises from the fireplace where he lies most nights, even though it’s summer time. His soft growl alerts me to visitors. I reach for the gun, not knowing if it’s man or beast outside my door, then stand in silence. Listening. 

Even though my ears are straining, body alert, my mind goes through a spinning sensation, remembering how Isaac had taught me to keep wary. Pa had said we had a bond that couldn’t be broken. Brother and sister who would be together no matter what. 

Then he had broken it. The doctors said he was fighting hard but couldn’t make it. First Pa, then Isaac. And I then I was alone. 

The yell of greeting outside my door was unmistakably human, and I gave Trout the signal. Jumping up, he pushed the door open, let out a short bark. “Hello?” The call comes again, this time a bit worried sounding. 

I step into the doorway and motion them in. The sight of my gun made them hesitate, but only for a moment. The couple is worn looking, battered by the wild and captivating land. 
“We’ve been lost for two days.” The look on the man’s face is unmistakeable relief. “We had given up hope until we saw your cabin.” But it’s the lady who draws in my attention. No female has ventured this far from civilization since I’ve been here.  

The lady sat down on my only chair, tears shining in her eyes. “This is a real nice place you’ve fixed up.” Her smile does something to me. Makes me remember that time, long, long ago when I would get together and play doll with other girls. 

And for an odd, terrifying moment, I think that those people who say the wilderness is lonely just might be right.

The contest is open to everyone, but sadly I can only send the prize to a US address. 

9 thoughts on “Writing Contest // Sample Story

  1. David Mabe says:

    I love the story. And I'll definitely see if I can take on the challenge. 🙂 It's been a while since I wrote anything that wasn't accompanied by music. I hope you're having an awesome Monday!!!


  2. Evan White says:

    I willtake on the challage. Like everystory i have writen hashad mild violence at the. Least in it so would my story be regected if it has mild violence but not horror frightning scenes?


  3. Connie Jean says:

    Oh, and a question. How strict are you with your no magic rule? Are you wanting stories set strictly in this world? No unusual abilities whatsoever? Would an unusual talent/ability a person was born with be considered “magic”? Thanks! 🙂


  4. Aidyl Ewoh says:

    Hey Connie Jean! Thanks for taking part in this! Sorry I didn't get back with you sooner. It probably depends on the talent/ability. If it's something that actually happens, then no. But if it's something like being able to fly or see through walls, then yes, I would consider it magic. 🙂


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