I can attempt to make it reach 20 pages length, or I can make it one paragraph in length.
Anyway, here's my starting story.
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It was a stormy night, all lights were off in the house. One of the denizens left a can of soup, and forgot to place it in the kitchen. When lightning struck, everything in the hallway was visible. Drapes were left up, no one closed them.
The turtle looked around, and saw something unusual, a shape the turtle is unfamiliar with, that shape looks foreign with all the other objects around, it's uniformed in look from top to bottom, and it did not have a wavy elevation.
The young turtle wanted to approach, but in its nature as a red eared slider, it remains in water, and because it is in a tank placed especially for it, a round tank with gradually changing circumference from middle to bottom.
Then came midday, the creature slept and awoke to the surprise of not seeing the strange shape, curiosity got the best of it, and it stared where the shape was placed for and hour before shifting its sight elsewhere.
Days passed by before the turtle saw the odd shape again, it stared at it consistently for minutes, before seeing it removed from its sight once more. Not pleased by this, the turtle cried, in hope that its owner brings it back to its sight, the tender cry of the turtle lasted a while. Its owner thought the sound was cut at first, then thought the turtle might be hungry, and brought a few leaves to feed it, but the turtle kept crying, and its owner left, not bothered by the sound cause it's not noisy.
After calming down, the turtle decided its not worth the effort, and ceased making noises, instead it chewed on the leaves its owner left, and then turned around.
A third view in, the turtle saw the shape for a third time two days later, and then it decided it's no longer worth looking at, the turtle is very accustomed to the shape, and feels no fulfillment in staring at it again.
Anyway, here's my starting story.
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A Turtle and a Can of Soup
It was a stormy night, all lights were off in the house. One of the denizens left a can of soup, and forgot to place it in the kitchen. When lightning struck, everything in the hallway was visible. Drapes were left up, no one closed them.
The turtle looked around, and saw something unusual, a shape the turtle is unfamiliar with, that shape looks foreign with all the other objects around, it's uniformed in look from top to bottom, and it did not have a wavy elevation.
The young turtle wanted to approach, but in its nature as a red eared slider, it remains in water, and because it is in a tank placed especially for it, a round tank with gradually changing circumference from middle to bottom.
Then came midday, the creature slept and awoke to the surprise of not seeing the strange shape, curiosity got the best of it, and it stared where the shape was placed for and hour before shifting its sight elsewhere.
Days passed by before the turtle saw the odd shape again, it stared at it consistently for minutes, before seeing it removed from its sight once more. Not pleased by this, the turtle cried, in hope that its owner brings it back to its sight, the tender cry of the turtle lasted a while. Its owner thought the sound was cut at first, then thought the turtle might be hungry, and brought a few leaves to feed it, but the turtle kept crying, and its owner left, not bothered by the sound cause it's not noisy.
After calming down, the turtle decided its not worth the effort, and ceased making noises, instead it chewed on the leaves its owner left, and then turned around.
A third view in, the turtle saw the shape for a third time two days later, and then it decided it's no longer worth looking at, the turtle is very accustomed to the shape, and feels no fulfillment in staring at it again.
Trying my Hand at Short Stories
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