A WE-Write Sunday Edition
The WE-Write, I write, You write has been popular in the Freewrite community ever since our 100 Day Freewrite celebration. That was a long, long time ago!
Now, we are mixing it up a little and we are featuring one of you, dear freewriters, as the story starter.
If you like your story to be featured as the start, as the inspiration of the next great novel (or at least story) let me know in the comments, in the Freewrite House discord channel (https://discord.gg/9WecGBg) or DM Marianne on discord mariannewest#6102
How the WE-Write Works
We give you the beginning of a story. Use that beginning and keep writing. You can either do the 5-minute freewrite method or make it as long as you want.
Then, publish it as a post with a link to this post somewhere in your post AND drop a link to your post in the comments. To be eligible to win you must comment on this post with a link to your entry.
Or, you may publish your story as a comment to this post.
Prizes
8 SBI units
A 100% Freewrite House Upvote
If you don't know what SBI - Steem Basic Income is, here is a short explanation.
Steem Basic Income is an upvote for life. The more units of SBI you have, the higher the upvote on your post. For more details, check out the 
4 Participants will get 2 SBI units each
All qualifying entries get a number assigned and we are choosing the winner by random drawing.
Today's I Write...brought to you by the beautiful and amazing 
She is a busy student but is making her way back to steem. Please visit her profile.
The beginning of your story written by - please give your story a title
With a gentle click, the door closed behind her. Dragged down by her heavy, black coat, she stood still in the dim mudroom. The sense of an empty, silent house was overwhelming. It felt off, the way a dream mimicking reality never feels quite right. But this was real.
She tried taking a step further inside, and then another. Each time was methodic and careful, as if her legs would give out. Through numbness and lost thoughts, she found herself at the edge of the dining room. The curtains were drawn closed, leaving the room in reflective shadows. The familiarity was faint too, echoed in the faded wallpaper, the framed photos.
Hesitantly, she placed her hand on the back of a dining chair, feeling the cool, smooth wood against her skin. A choking sensation arose as her eyes welled with tears. They spilt as she let go of the chair to try and wipe them away. How am I supposed to do this?
It was then that she noticed the light leaking in from the next room. The blinding shards, cast against the dark floor, interrupted her despair. With curious trepidation she followed them into the cozy kitchen, which was illuminated by the brightness beaming in from the window. She saw the golden glow softening the shadows, the gilded highlights sparking on the sink, and the evergreen trees beyond, basking in the daylight.
Remember to leave a link to your post in the comment section. Deadline: Tuesday November 27, midnight pacific time.
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