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House Painting

Posted by Unknown on 11:32 PM
Hey! How are you doing? I have been in a creative slump lately. So, I decided to use a writing prompt to kick start my imagination. Here is the prompt:

House Painting
Your main character decides to spruce up his or her house by painting each room a different color. Which colors are selected and why?


Here is what I wrote:

For the kitchen the color is peach. Peaches and figs would be drawn on the walls close to the ceiling.

When Lee was a child her grandmother had a peach tree. The end of spring and beginning of summer was always unbearable until the first refreshing rain. It would be the type of rain that would stir the stiff stifling air until it became a cool comforting breeze. The day after the first refreshing summer rain they would gather peaches. Her grandma would can them; make pies and put the prettiest ones on display for anyone that happens to stop by. Lee would always snack on figs to avoid eating all the peaches. When Lee would have a particularly hard day she would make a peach pie with figs in it to remind her of the woman that her grandmother had raised her to be.

The Living Room would be Lilac and white. Mostly because Lee knows that it would piss her mother off. Once her grandmother was sick and Lee had to stay with her mother. In order to make the idea more bearable to Lee her mother promised that she could paint her temporary room any color that she wanted. Lee put great thought into selecting Lilac. True to her nature her mother went against her own words. She refused to paint her guest room such a ridiculous color. She kept saying that she didn’t want to be stuck with a purple room after Lee was gone. Lee didn’t say a word to her mother about it. When she went to visit her grandmother at the hospital, she walked into the room with its white walls and felt her grandmothers’ presence. Lee kneeled beside her and whispered, Grandma, you have to get better. If you don’t, I am afraid that I am going to loose my grandmother and mother during the same month. Her grandmother had a miraculous recovery and was not sick like that until many years later when she died.

The bathroom would be sky blue with clouds and stars painted on the ceiling. Lee had a shameless crush on her best friend’s older cousin, Joseph Bailey. She would practice writing her first name with his last name in cursive when she should have been studying. She even made her best friend call her Mrs. Elizabeth Ann Bailey when no one else was around. Lee knew it was love because she didn’t allow anyone to call her Elizabeth except him. When Elizabeth rolled off of his tongue she couldn’t help but give him her attention. He knew that she had a crush on him. Joseph never let her know that he knew how she felt. Lee was laying in a hammock in her best friend’s back yard waiting for her to come out and play when Joseph suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He steadied himself on the hammock so that they were both laying down o their backs comfortably looking at the sky. He told her that his family was moving away. And, that he would miss her. Her mind had not fully received his words when he twisted unto his side, caressed her face, looked into her eyes and gently pressed his lips against hers. And, first he seemed shy and timid. When Lee didn’t resist he kissed her a second time with more assurance. Before she could say a word, Joseph Bailey uttered that he would miss her and swiftly got up from the hammock. Lee laid there until the clouds became stars thinking about her first kiss. When it seemed like she just couldn’t get a relationship to work she could always take a long bath and stare at the ceiling.

Lee would select red for her bedroom. Lee’s grandmother always wore red when she was happy. She made it a point to will herself into a state of happiness at least twice a week. That was not an easy task. Sometimes she would put a little something extra in her morning tea if she was having a particularly rough week.

Willie was about to retire and settle into the life style of a senior member of our society, when her daughter, Cynthia, found a husband that had room in his life for one and not the two that she actually was. Willie took Lee off of Cynthia’s hands without a fuss. She hoped that Cynthia had finally found the happiness that she was searching for. Cynthia wasn’t the type that could will herself to be happy. And, wearing a specific color did nothing for her. The day Cynthia dropped Lee off for good Willie had on a red dress with a flower in her hair. Willie reminded Lee of an old Billie Holiday poster that she had seen at her best friend’s house. The day that Lee realized her mother preferred life without her, Willie was there dressed in red with her arms open. Willie let her know that it was only in death that she would ever leave her. Lee always took comfort in red. On some days the color red actually made her will herself into a state of happiness.

Quotes of the Day

"A good deal happens in a man's life that he isn't responsible for. Fortunate openings occur; but it is safe to remember that such "breaks" are occurring all the time, and other things being equal, the advantage goes to the man or woman who is ready."
~ Lawrence Downs

"Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature nor do the children of man as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing."
~ Helen Keller, 1880-1968, Blind/Deaf Author and Lecturer

Kenya Abney has been a featured writer on the web. She is a member of the Black Writers Guild and Toastmasters. She loves feedback and can be contacted at kenmoab1@verizon.net.

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