Tuesday, January 20, 2009


You're an icicle. During your life you bravely face the sun that both increases and diminishes you, wind, competition with other icicles for precious water, vicious kids, snowballs, warm weather, cold weather ...

Write from the point of view of the icicle. What's your goal in life? Who's trying to interfere? Do you make it? Do you suffer a too early death? Do you continue on after falling?
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