Trifextra: A Famous Trio

Well this was difficult. It’s been a while since I’ve done a weekend Trifecta post. I’m not going to lie, I had it narrowed down to either The Three Stooges or The Nanny (Fran, Niles, and Maxwell) but when I went on Google, I changed it to Charlie’s Angels instead. I’m not going to lie, I miss those movies. Nothing like three beautiful women kicking some bad guy asses! 

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“The helicopter was overhead, letting us down into the window. We have to grab the stolen flash drive. It wasn’t going to be easy but we are Charlie’s Angels. We’ll get it done.”

Trifecta Writing Challenge: Animal

Rules for Trifecta Writing Challenge:

Write a piece for the word, using the third definition. The piece must be no less than 33 words and no more than 333 words. You have to use the word given to you. This week the word prompt is ANIMAL and the third definition for the word is, “a human being considered chiefly as physical or nonrational; also: this nature.” So after that kind of definition, the only way I feel comfortable doing this is if I put a “WARNING: sexual content” just so everybody sees it. So let’s begin!

My heart was still aching.
It had been a rough and wild night.
I wake up with my head spinning around.
I walk into the bathroom to grab some aspirin for the pain.
When I grab the glass cup to fill it up with water to wash it down, the pain instantly goes away.
Now it’s just the images of the night before.

For once I enjoyed myself, but I have never been the one to go crazy and become this animal with her.
My girlfriend has always said I needed to loosen up, but I have always ignored her.
I liked her; I like her attitude, her looks, her brain, but when it comes to sex, she’s always became this other person in the dark.
Sometimes it’s sexy and then lately it’s been kind of old.

As I stand up against the door frame to keep my balance, I stare at her half of her body inside the blankets.
The sweat dripped down and made her body cold after we finished.
She had a smile upon her face the whole time, like she was proud of me.
What I was really trying to rack my brain, was because I’m so against being dominate with her, how come the change all of a sudden?
Was there a full moon last night and I turned into the werewolf just before we got started?

I continued to stare at her, until she flicks her beautiful green eyes open to see me standing in front of her.
“Hi…” she says, in her half asleep voice, I gave her that smile again.
I wonder if she realizes that she’s staying home from work today and we go for round two, three and four?

Trifecta Writing Challenge: Rainbow

Rules for Trifecta Writing Challenge:

Write a piece for the word, using the third definition. The piece must be no less than 33 words and no more than 333 words. You have to use the word given to you.

If you put two people together and have them train the same thing and they have same time period.
Do you think they could be able to do it?

What if one of them was disabled?
Stuck in a wheelchair.
He could only use his hands and arms.
And his legs were locked in.

What if the other one was normal?
Was cocky to the core and laughed at the silly challenge.
He looked like he had been taking steroids since high school.
And he could train every limb in his body to do what he wanted.

Some say it would not be a fair chance, but think about it?
Who is to say the normal guy would win it fair and square?
Just because a person is different on the outside, doesn’t mean they can’t take a challenge.

Both of them, shook the other person’s hand, and the challenge began.
Who says the journey is a rainbow for either side?

Trifecta Writing Challenge: Mask

Rules for Trifecta Writing Challenge:

Write a piece for the word, using the third definition. The piece must be no less than 33 words and no more than 333 words. You have to use the word given to you.

It’s been 17 years since the world was very much destroyed.
The enemies had won, they had taken over the land.
I think we also let our pretty planet Earth down as well.
She has been polluted for some many years that she has decided to give some of it back..
At least she still likes a few of us still, since she hasn’t taken away our oxygen yet.
If you were to go outside for a period of time, you have to wear a mask and full outfit to protect yourself.
In all honestly, the safest place for you is in doors.
At first, when people were hearing it on the news of the deaths of people who had died of inhaling toxic.
My uncle just thought everybody was kidding about it so he walked out his front door and died right there as he made the last step off the porch.
People started blaming our enemies, when it was really us who had done it.
Earth doesn’t kid around, I’m sure doing this wouldn’t be the only thing she’ll do to the ones who live here.
I begin to isolate myself and had my mom switch my curtains to black linings.
After the enemies issued a full requirement in every household, if you had to go outside you had to wear the masks and body suit.
My folks wear it going to work and everywhere else.
My little cousin even has one and she’s only two.
I don’t have a suit, because I am never leaving this house again.

Trifecta Writing Challenge: Grace

Rules for Trifecta Writing Challenge:

Write a piece for the word, using the third definition. The piece must be no less than 33 words and no more than 333 words. You have to use the word given to you.

The mood was set, and the lights were lit.
They could hear the orchestra in the distance.
Warming up as the crowd continued to grow.
The other dancers stretched their weakened feet.
They fixed their hair, makeup, and costumes.
The backstage was full of scared young dancers.
As they practiced one last time before the show was to start.
They took a look in the mirror before they left to go up the stairs.

The curtains rise.
The dancers danced full of grace and serenity.
For the one moment they became angels dancing on the beautifully lit stage.
There wasn’t a storyline to be shared by words.
It was all the dancers twirling around on their tippy toes.
You couldn’t tell that some of them had injuries or problems outside their work.
They looked lovely.
They made you envy them.
Even if you didn’t have the body for it, you still wanted it all.

It took them years to master the skill.
It took them hard work and dedication to get to that place.
It’s not all about pretty faces and gorgeous lines to make it in this world of ballet.

Trifexta: Haiku

This is kind of strange to do a post for Trifecta’s weekend challenge: Trifexta without having a 33 word count, but I guess since a Haiku only has three lines, I guess that works too! The last time I did a Haiku was in my senior year of high school. I also remember having my aide explain to me three or four times how to do it, because I’m slow and could not figure it out whatsoever. I have seen a writing challenge just for Haiku, a fellow blogger Maggie Grace does them on her blog and Twitter a lot. I think they’re fun and sweet little stories.  I might be a little rusty, but I’m going to attempt this to the best of my ability. If you don’t know what they are,

HAIKU (noun)
: an unrhymed verse form of Japanese origin having three lines containing usually five, seven, and five syllables respectively.

“The heat mixed
With a cool breeze it
Made a storm.”

Trifecta Writing Challenge: Turkey

Rules for Trifecta Writing Challenge:

Write a piece for the word, using the third definition. The piece must be no less than 33 words and no more than 333 words. You have to use the word given to you. The word for this week is TURKEY and the third definition is “three successive strikes in bowling.” And no, I did not know that word meant that too. 

It was the afternoon, my mom and sister were fiddling with their phones while I was bored out of my skull.
I had remembered about the fun times my sister and I had playing with our Wii.
I thought after a few more practices I think I could get better at Just Dance.
After asking for her to play with me, twice.
She finally caved in and said, “I’ll set it up for you, but I’m not going to play with you.”
Inside I was sad, but then again it could help if I just did it by myself.
So I said, “that’s fine” and she set it up for me.
I played a couple of rounds and had my workout for the day.
My legs could only take so much movement before I fall out of my own chair.
So when I took a break, I wondered if we still had those sport games or not.
After bragging about the points I got, I asked my sister if we still the sports.
She said “yes” with a heavy sign, like I was annoying her.
We’re sisters, we’re supposed to do that from time to time.
Anyways, I exit out of Just Dance and attempted to get myself through Tennis and Bowling.
I’ve played Tennis probably twice and I’ve never played Bowling before.
My sister has, she said it was difficult.
Lucky for her, I like challenges.
As long as I don’t fall out of my wheelchair while playing it, I’ll be okay.
Well I tried to do my first swing and failed miserably.
Try holding it with your foot, push the button underneath, while balancing her body on the edge of the seat.
It’s not easy!
Well, in a normal person’s eyes if they saw my score sheet they would say I wasn’t any good, but the turkey was probably my favorite thing about it.
I didn’t see the others.
I told my most and sister.
They were proud of me too!