Chuck wheeled his portable wood chipper to the garage. Having spent the last three years in the near the stream on the back-half of his 10-acre wooded property, the yellow paint was nearly gone as rust had taken over the majority of the exterior.
Chuck wasn’t sure if it would even start. How could he get any work done if the chipper failed to start?
Chuck had spent the past three years on disability, but he finally had a shot at some real work. His lack of luck was about to change, but first, he needed to start the wood chipper.
After several tries, the beautiful sound of the rusty chipper rang out, and Chip couldn’t have been happier. He could now get to work, disposing of the body of the only man who was standing in his way of the job of his dreams.
Chuck was driven by fear and necessity, but did he really need to kill?
None of that mattered now.
This is my entry for @mariannewest's 5 Minute Freewrite Day 244. The prompt for this freewrite was "wood." This writing is unedited and was typed in 5 minutes, so please follow my blog for more polished examples of my writing, and thank you for stopping by!
Previous Freewriting Challenge Entries
- Day 242 -- Herbs
- Day 239 -- Skinny
- Day 237 -- Dew
- Day 236 -- Describe The Room You Are In
- Day 235 -- Quadrillion
- Day 232 -- Depression
- Day 231 -- Cherry
- Day 230 -- Wet
- Day 229 -- Scratch
- Day 227 -- Bones
- Weekend Freewrite (6/2) -- Gullible
- Day 225 -- One Year
- Day 224 -- Discount Ramblings
- Day 223 -- Brow Worries
- Day 222 -- Homeless
- Day 221 -- Detective
- Day 218 -- Travel
- Day 217 -- Appetite
- Weekend Prompt -- A Kiss
