Spitwriting: Blood

Post #2

Topic: Blood

Time Limit: 1-2 mins.

It was just any typical day. Dark but slowly progressing. Going to work with the rest. It may seem tedious and quite an extreme job and life but I love it. I knew had a purpose. We were all cruising. Being with my family. When suddenly we were all swept off our feet. Something was quite different. We were at a loss. I saw a huge amount of our kind coming towards and we were forced to run. Run and run we went until we realized I was separated from my family. My sister, slowly faded, my mother abruptly touched me then gone, my father calling my name faintly. Then everything stopped.

As I opened my eyes, everything was different. Bright, somewhat blurry (but someone at the back told me it will get better) and quite clustered. At some point I knew my life was over. I lost my family, I slowly realized I have no such purpose anymore.

My past life, I gave it all to sweet little Janey. Now, I was just here, with the rest of my kind, stuck. Just hanging around in one stagnant point.

Suddenly, we were moving. Well not individually, but as a whole. Thatโ€™s when I saw the sign right in front of me. I have a purpose again but not for Janey anymore, for someone, maybe who needed me moreโ€ฆor us. I felt everybody relieved and extremely ecstatic. It read:

Patient XXX Blood Type 0+ for donation.

This is quite a tricky one. I had the idea, I knew the ending but putting them together and saying the right words (so the surprise or twist won’t be revealed) served quite a challenge.ย And so, I think I didn’t make it until the 2 mins mark.

Actually, I had my timer but it didn’t light up and so kept going and going until I realized it was taking too long. So, ohwell. ๐Ÿ˜ Anyway, here it is, ayma share it here in my little bubble. ๐Ÿ˜› hehe Next time, I’d do better! ๐Ÿ˜€

BTW, this was also inspired by something. It’s a filipino children’s book but I forgot what the title was. Maybe I’d post it here once I’ve come back to Manila ๐Ÿ™‚

I knew for a fact for these topic, people would use it in a horror genre, vampire-que topic, or life kind of thing and so I wanted to be different. I used the perspective of the blood. Not just any other blood, but a blood who loves his job and what if one day steals that kind of passion. He’d feel purposeless. What would he do? What lies on his future?



So, recently, I’v been joining a group who does what you might call “Spitwriting”.

It’s quite an interesting challenge. Someone will give a topic and a time limit. The challenge is to write in any format (it could be poems, essays, short stories and etc.) as long as you stay within the time limit. It’s alright to exceed but hey! Take upon the challenge.

I was intrigued and it’s my second post as of now and I am loving it!

Even if I am quite busy with lots of workload from classes, this is an interesting exercise so why not?

And so, I shall share here in my blog what I’ve been writing as well. ๐Ÿ™‚