Task Two
Write down five emotions (for example, anger, joy, sadness, fear, hatred) on slips of paper and slip them into a hat or other container.
Now pick an object inside or outside where you are writing - a tree, a picture, a window.
Draw one emotion from the container, and try to describe that object from the perspective of a character feeling that emotion. (Don’t mention the emotion in your writing — try to describe the object so the reader could guess the emotion).
When you have finished, have a look at your writing and see if you can find three words to describe your own writing voice - add them to your post.
MY VISIÓN:
"That afternoon a beautiful rain of stars fell that prevented the beings of this planet from mobilizing, poor Robic sitting there, alone, looking through the glass of the window of her room, wondering if her friend Tapic was really honest with her and if he really appreciated her, he could not understand how a beautiful young woman, with money, of the royalty of that planet, who had everything, could be her friend.
Robic was certainly not high class and had only managed to rub shoulders with these because of contacts with her friend.
Everything was going normally, only one thing managed to get her out of the depth of her thoughts, it was that beautiful clock, which was hanging in the corner of her living room, that infernal device that her friend Tapic had given her.
With each bell he struck, he was getting into his soul wanting to disappear, you could see how his face changed color, and his thoughts traveled only around that clock.
That artifact had been a birthday gift from her beloved friend, but upon receiving it she wondered why she did it, if Tapic well knew that Robic hated clocks and even more if they came from earth, many times she wanted to get rid of it, but not He could, it was then that all those ideas came to his mind, he thought as Tapic having so much money he would not have been able to give her a better gift, he repeated himself as he could not give her a beautiful jewel because he knew that she had plenty of them, because not something rather, she felt that her friend's gift had become her executioner because with each bell she struck she felt that she was dying. "