The 3 Scenarios Part II

I decided to make a second installment of the 3 scenarios since I and everyone else thought it was really fun.
Same as the last one, you will pick one out of the three scenarios to write about.

The Scenarios:

1#: Write about being a single teen mother or father with a gifted child who has the power to see the future and has the power to control things with its mind

2#: Write about meeting your celebrity crush and being seduced by them, but then ending up being kidnapped by them

3#: Write about being accused of being the murderer of your husband or wife and end up becoming a fugitive while trying to prove your innocence

Rules:
- One entry only
- You can only choose one scenario
- make it interesting and original
- Anything that does not follow either one of the scenarios will be disqualified
- can be as long or short as you want it
- Please title your entry with which scenario number you've chosen to do

Hi Ms Rocky.
not sure if this qualifies but hope so ")


3#: Write about being accused of being the murderer of your husband or wife and end up becoming a fugitive while trying to prove your innocence

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Murder She Wrote
   
Blood red all around      
no murder weapon,      
no body found.      
 
Crimson splats      
left on the walls      
broken glass      
you saw it all.      
 
You were told      
to stay outside      
I told you twice      
to run and hide.      
 
Things got crazy      
we had a fight      
I stabbed that fucker      
with my knife      
 
I stabbed him twice      
right in his face      
then sprayed his eyes      
with Asian mace.      
 
I reached inside      
my leather boot      
pulled out my gun      
     
"MOM PLEASE!      
DON'T SHOOT!"      
     
He fell right over      
and hit the floor      
I kicked his ass      
to the door.      
 
I tied his body      
first his feet      
then tied his neck      
yes nice and neat.      
 
To my truck his ride      
was ready      
on the back flap of my      
Chevy.      
 
Off the path      
I drove all night      
dragged his body      
left and right.      
 
I drove my truck      
down a winding road      
then stopped and dropped      
him in a hole.      
 
I drove on home      
the door was locked      
my child screamed      
it's face in shock!      
 
Cop lights Flashing    
you must not tell,      
I killed your father      
now ring the bell !


Written by Zazzles

              Super Human

She stared into his bedroom,
Him her whole world.
Though the world said she had no business having him for she was much to young,
She loved that brown haired, blue eyes little boy, her son.

She had known from the day he was born he was different,
that day the sun had shone so bright it was scorching to skin.
As he had grown objects that met his blue eyes would suddenly go airborne, floating to his hand, as if with his mind he'd beckoned them.

He was a wonder, never had to move from his perch, his mind summoned everything he'd ever need,
And as such his mind could speak, call to hers,
A bond stronger than any ever seen.
If he wanted her, he focused and her mind told her so.

As she looked in on him now his teddy bears swirled in circles above his head as he read.
She smiled and he turned to her, his blue eyes poured into her heart and she went to his side.
He was different, her son, special, super human.

Roleplay Stowaway

In our heat of night play battles
Our voices had colided with a bang
I begged him loud to take me rough
With his big manly hands round my jugular vein

We role played struggle fantasy
He creeped in through the window
Tied me tight wrists to bedpost
He comanded Ass up and face down in pillow

I cried out loud my NO Please!
(Bologna was our safe word)
He screamed Whore get on your knees!
I obeyed and sucked him like a hoover

We lived in a 5 floor walk up
The old walls were very very thin
Our neighbors had heard everything
Their voyeurism amped our exhibitionism

When Big Daddy was found axe in head
All fingers were thrown fast at me
Dont think it bothered them so much he was dead
But that they no longer had live porn for free

So i bought my self a new identity
Died my hair haggared bleach bottle blond
And as my plane touched down in Figi
I thought i had escaped false persecution

My freedom by far my most perverse act
The loss of friend n family too intense
Not only were they so very far away
By my flight they had lost faith in my innocence

I could not step stilleto tip toe back in the USA
So I hired myself a private Dick
Get your mind out of the gutter y'all
You know i'll put it back there quick 💋

Turns out Big Daddy liked more than pretend
And had gone at a gal in our side alley
Her psychopath of a brawny husband
Laid axe in Big Daddy's head for his ol lady Sweet Sally

The District Attorney put it all together then
Innterrogating me we got whiff of phera(moan) through skin
Turns out he too likes a lil kinky play...
Proves sometimes you can go back home again......

S c e n a r i o   _  0 1



the letter

dear son,

If you are reading this,
I am really happy for you

I am really sorry
for leaving you like that,
you were just a child
I don't know if I would go
to hell or heaven
for doing this

I couldn't handle
the things by my self
I know I am a coward
I was not a good son,
I failed to save your mother
and I wasn't a father to you

I can't
I won't blame you for mom's death
but I also can't forget her

I feel shame
for trying to do a terrible thing to you,
but I couldn't,
you are my son after all
and you are the only thing left of her
just a little hope..
a wish

my dear son,
I hope by now you came to an understanding
of who you are and what you can do
I wish it to  be a blessing to you
don't take it as a curse as I did.

I will be happy to see you alive
and if you become the man I saw...

please GOD, I hope not.

I love you son,
all I wanted was
my madness vision to end
and have a wonderful family

I saw your mom in your eyes
please let her kindness guide you

now you may have an idea what I was gonna do to you
Instead I leave it to an unknown fate, hoping for the best

I am really sorry son.

I love you..

With love,

V



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Scenario Two

His eyes gleam as they stare
The creases and corners of his mouth
face upward, towards the heavens I thank to meet him.

When his hand grabs my waist
I receive the confirmation my innermost fantasies
Have become a reality.

Out of the abyss, his hands glide up my sides
Finally reaching my face, he puts his right hand in his pocket.

Suddenly, a strong feeling tension in the air.
He looks to see we're by ourselves,
and the corner of his mouth face downward, slowly.

I see his hand clutch an object in his pocket.
He reaches in and rapidly pulls his hand off my face.

Quickly, I see a black plastic bag tugged down my face,
his hand gripped around my neck, I screech
No one is there to hear me.

He tugs me and I can only hear the car door open
His hand is removed from my neck
Pushed by the back, I'm now in his car.

What once was a fantasy, is now a real-life nightmare.

Miss Magda..so proud of you for owning this wonderful piece outright..our chat reminded me of just how priceless our freedom of thought and speech are. You are a treasure doll. And a lovely inventive poetess....💋

#3

Oh no! How so?, Oh no! How so?
Can I catch a break?
Oh no! Now what?
Can I catch a break por favor?
Oh no! How so?
Can I catch a break?

On the run like Dufresne
Police officer I didn’t do shit!
Please believe me, I’m not crazy,
I’m only but a lover, not a killer
break it down I’m meant to be free
Where is the evidence sir?
Now I’m on the run trying to prove
my innocence to the world to no avail.
What must I say or do for you to believe?

Shut up critics you don’t know the truth,
because of you I’m sitting here in my
friend’s trailer trying to figure out how
to get out of this situation without handcuffs.
I loved my wife, how could I do something so
terrible as to wish for her to forever leave
Earth without saying goodbye to her love?

I just want you to know how wrong you are,
I’m far from the usual, there is a crook out
there somewhere with my wife’s blood on him.
I can imagine him laughing when he talks about
the brutality to his hoodlums.
I can’t wait to prove to the world what I’ve
been saying since the day my friend yelled
“the police are in the front yard looking for you”

I panicked and ran, it doesn’t prove anything,
all I know is that my wife is gone and I came in
to the bloody mess next to her corpse.
“Shut up and jump in the car” they will
surely demand, so why go through that?
I reacted to the situation early in the morning
but tonight I will be the new tenant of the
Comfort inn. Tell my friends I will return
sooner than later when I’m ready to face
the criticizing eye of the world.

Oh no! How so?, Oh no! How so?
Can I catch a break?
Oh no! Now what?
Can I catch a break por favor?
Oh no! How so?
Can I catch a break?

Scenario #1: TARA BELLE

I'm the mother of Tara Belle,
So what is it you want to know?

Why am I wearing these handcuffs,
It doesn't seem fair to myself.

I know that I look awfully young,
But can I help it if I am?

I gave birth when I was thirteen,
And today, I'm eighteen years old.

Though I was a girl child myself,
As she grew, we were like sisters.

Our hearts did touch when we would hug,
And never gave me any grief.

More perfect a child you'd not need,
And life with her brought all I'd want.

Material things, this is true,
And I never needed to work.

I couldn't know how this happened,
I only knew that I was blessed.

But other kids were mean to her,
They all called her "Tara from Hell".

The bullies from school picked on her,
When she'd walk back home from preschool.

They'd push her & taunt her & kick.
She would never have hurt a fly.

But more & more, as she got hurt,
There was a day something would change.

As usual, Tara was stopped
By bullies who hated her guts.

I never found out why they did,
They couldn't be jealous of her!

They circled her, moving in close,
A school bus had pulled up just then.

The driver pulled open the door,
And called out for them to desist.

The air came in waves, and grew hot,
As if from a hydrogen bomb.

The kids 'round my girl disappeared,
Into pink dust like mist floating.

And there stood my Tara, unharmed,
Her wavy green hair, unbraided.

The bus driver gave her his arm,
So she could go up the three steps.

He drove down the road with my child,
And brought her back safe to my arms.

The click of handcuffs fell away,
"Go home to your child." said the cop.

Copyright ©2016 Jade Pandora.  All Rights Reserved.

Written in the structure of 8-syllable count per line.

Title:  Finally Free - Scenario #3

I am finally free
with  a new future, you see
amidst mountains, prairies, and dust
no more hood rats, guns, or beds of rust

It was just starting to get dark
when he walked in the door; he said that he wanted to talk
Little did I know, it would be the last of "us"
or that I would soon be riding on a southbound bus

He was drunk, but he always was
flailing, stumbling, and mad; just because
After thirty-two years and three children
I thank God that they are grown and gone from this sin

"Where is my fucking supper?" he shouted
I always gave in, so he never doubted
But this time, I was tired from work
and I decided not to cook; after all, he was such a jerk

"I thought that you wanted to talk." I asked
"Get cooking, you dumb cunt." he sassed
I got up to leave and grabbed my coat and my car keys
He caught my arm, and he threw me to my knees

"Never  again, you son of a bitch." I said and was serious this time
But it was too late, his fist met my head, I let out a meek whine
I got up and ran to the bedroom and closed the door
Shaking, I dropped down beside the bed, to the floor

With the sirens of the barrio blaring from outside the window
there was virtually nothing that I could do
So I waited, laying against the rusty bedframe
looking out the cracked windowpane

As I looked toward the bed legs, I saw the rifle laying underneath
and reached for it and removed its sheath
I sat there waiting, shaking, not knowing what I would do; I felt unsure
All I could think of was using it to get past him, to get out of the door

He must have fallen asleep, as I heard nothing, for what seemed like forever
And I sat there quietly, you could've heard a dropped feather
until the telephone rang in the other room, just as I decided to leave
I grabbed the gun and held it under my shirt sleeve

As I opened the door, he was standing there
and he had a look of fire in his eyes and messed up hair
I asked him to move, and he asked what the gun was for
and then he said "Make my supper you shit-faced whore".

After having my broken arm set
the bruise on my head healed, and I tried to forget
I was living with a friend who took pity
and trying to earn money to leave the city

There was a knock on the door, and I was hauled in
The detective that caught my case asked me to begin
I had some explaining to do, because, he said
my husband was found in our apartment, cold and dead

I cried and started shaking
The nice man held my hand to stop it from quaking
and he said that he had to take my statement, find out what "we" were about
and I would be free to go until they figured things out

After leaving the precinct, I made an unexpected turn
I called my friend and told her I didn't want to burn
With nothing but the clothes on my back
A geographical cure was my second act

The next thing I remember is waking up on a bus
looking into the sunshine as it rose  from the mountains surrounding us
A new start is what I left for and now am about to receive
I will never again think of the night I decided to carry that gun under my shirt sleeve

I would like to thank everyone for participating.
I would also like to apologize for picking a winner late, due to some personal complications and being extremely busy lately it was hard to find the time to pick a winner.
Once again thank you all for participating. - MsJackson

Thanks Mz Jackson...for another fun comp!
I am so tickled to be runner up with the lovely Jade growlin dove Pandora...

And Vick...congrats on the win dollface! You know I am a fan....


Great entries everyone 💋

*jumps in behind Jen*
"BOO!"

I'm so glad with how things worked out, 'cause I didn't think I'd make it, phew!  And thanks MsRocky for giving us all the opportunity, I love participating in any of your terrific competitions!  

And Jen, you & your piece were full of life & your trademark poet's voice... it's a pleasure to be here with you to share the honors.

And you, Vick, I suddenly have an overwhelming flash of déjà vu, seeing you with the cup for yet another winning ink... you are a force, and congratulations!

In fact, congratulations to everyone ...awesome writes, ALL!

--Jade💟

Auggjhh!! Jeexus..GD...you scared me! 😀

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