Saturday Stories #13 Something bad happening, then a happy ending

Rediscover a love for fiction, because stories can change the world

Saturday Stories

These fiction stories are unedited, unfiltered, and written in 15-25 minutes. Please be aware that they may contain intense material related to emotional healing, trauma recovery, and redirected fears.

Written September 29, 2014 at Berkeley Creative Living Center Creative Writing Group

I can’t think of anything.

I came from terrible parents.

There was a car accident, but then with the insurance I was able to get a new car.

It was a beautiful sunny day and I was driving down the free. My radio was blaring and I was singing along. My cell phone in the cup holder where I could see if it rang. When out of nowhere a car swerved into my lane, knocking me into a ditch. The car flipped over and I was left hanging by my seat belt. I unbuckled it and dropped down onto the ceiling.

My hands were shaking but I managed to crawl out of the car onto the dirt. I’d seen cars blow up in movies so I got up and ran away from the car. And good thing I did because the car burst into a mountain of flames.

The other car was gone. I was pretty banged up, my knee and elbow especially hurt. I now felt the pain that I didn’t feel when I was in shock and running from the car. I checked my pockets and remembered that I had taken out my cell phone and put it in the cup holder. I climbed out of the ditch just as two police cars pulled up.

“Are you okay, ma’am? The one with the mustache said.

“Yeah, I think so, but my car exploded.”

“Will you please tell us what happened?” The police with blue eyes said.

“Uh sure,” I said and I explained what happened. A fire truck pulled up and they wanted to take my vitals and to make a long story short I went home, called my insurance company, and was told I could get a whole new car and I had an amazingly small amount of injuries.

Today’s Insights

Sometimes when given a creative writing prompt it takes a bit to get the story flowing. When this happens either writing the prompt over or just writing whatever comes to mind can help. I’m guessing that’s what I did with this story because I started three times before settling into my own prompt about the car accident. When typing out this story today, I found it interesting, but somehow lacking depth.

You’re Turn

If you wish to continue the story in your own creative writing or prose by answering the following questions for fiction to continue the story or answering the questions for prose that can be used as journal prompts, for essays, or poetry.

Fiction Prompts:

What happen to the other car? Write the story from that driver’s perspective

What happened to the cell phone? Write a story about someone finding the cell phone and returning it?

How did the police arrive so quickly to the scene? Write a conspiracy story about this.

Prose Prompts:

Write about not being able to write.

Write a poem about an explosion.

Write about a time when a seemingly bad situation ended up being for your good in the end.