Below is the challenge results for Friday, May 27, 2005. Challenge: Choose 1 of the 3 pictures below. Write a poem or short story (in 2000 words or less) about the picture you chose.    Written by: © TitaScorpio In My Father's Arms In my father's arms, when I was three, the world seemed wondrous wide to me. He held on so tight, I could barely breathe - But in my father's arms - I felt so free. In my father's arms, I felt quite bold, at only 7 and a half years old. He'd let me go, but always stayed near - in my father's arms I knew no fears. In my daddy's arms, I walked down the aisle - The woman had replaced the child. Gazing upon my new husband's face, I left behind my father's embrace. Written by: © Litha Sonner In My Eyes In my eyes My daddy is the best No one could be better He's better than the rest He is my true hero He plays with me all the time Shows me lots of attention My daddy is all mine He gives me lots of hugs And tells me that he loves me He is a much better daddy Than any other man could be In my eyes My daddy is a star Someone I look up to And love with all my heart Written by: © Kanoa I lay here and I fear That something scary is near My bear right here Brings me cheer With no fear or tear His embrace is so sincere Shadows disappear And he whispers in my ear Certainly all is clear But still I hold him dear In bed with fright Something scary in the night My dog is ready to fight Like an armored knight With a ferocious bite His embrace is so tight With warm delight Whispers with excite Morning is bright I’m thankful for his invite Written by: © Kimberly Ann DRIFTER      The flood had nearly submerged our small town. But the waters had subsided and we were aloud back into see what was left of your homes. As we drove through town we could see the mark the muddy waters had left on the the stores and offices it was note even a foot below the second story windows. There still wasn't any power and large branches were down, some cars had even been turned on their side or all the way over.      Finally after more than a couple of detours we reached our home. The water mark on the house was almost to the top of the flower boxes we had on each window sill on the second story. We had to slosh our way through the first floor, the basement was still filled to the top stair with the rivers muddy water. I went upstairs to my room the water mark on the upstairs walls was only about 18 inches from the floor. I was ecstatic to see this because I had moved everything either on top of my bed or desk. When I got into my room everything was just as I had left it. I heard a whimpering, I followed the sound and there curled up in a little ball in my window bow was a young boxer pup. He must have washed up to my window box and climbed in. I opened my window and picked the pup up it was a pretty brown and white little boy. He was shivering cold and still wet. I brought him in and sat him on my bed. He walked up to my little snow bear and cuddled up with it. I took the throw I had on the foot of my bed and wrapped it around him making a little nest around his body. He went right to sleep my mom came in I asked if I could keep him. She said only if we can't find his owners.      After two weeks of searching little Drifter was mine. I knew we'd always be the best of friends. Written by: © Genta SCREAM!!! I can't take it anymore If I am told that I am not doing the petty things If I am talked to like I am stupid If you think you can break me, then you are wrong I am tired of the uncertainty provided It's exhausting me to deal with the unprofessionalism I am tired of the double standards I am tired of looking out for people who do not look out for me It is times like this that I want to SCREAM!!!!! Return to the Writing Challenges Main Page The entire contents of this site is copyrighted. Please do not use it without prior permission from the owner or author.