Here is Monday’s writing on the walls. I take a whiteboard and hang it in a different part of the apartment to give myself a new set of ideas. This is the Bubble Bath Diaries I just started working on… hope you enjoy!
The Bubble Bath Diaries
By Jennifer Daiker
Time: 8 a.m.
Task: Bubble bath torture aka overflowing the bathtub
I watch the subject enter the double doors. Still unaware of what they’re about to walk into. I can feel the giggling climbing up my stomach and I am forced to drop my notepad and cover my mouth before they erupt. This is the one thing I can’t control… yet. Once the giggles have subsided I quietly sneak into subject’s room, carefully twisting the knob as practiced to not make noise and hear the subject humming – not well – but that distracts her from the creak of my mistakes. I had practiced this for days and of course I step on the creaky floorboard. Thank god my cover wasn’t blown.
“What the he-, “she squeals, “ANNIE!”
Before the subject has time to attack I’ve implemented the escape.
Moments later my mom stands in front of us completely frazzled.
“Annabelle we’ve had this talk before, no more shenanigans. Mommy can’t handle all the trouble right now,” she says pointing a finger in my direction.
My sister stomps her feet before the whining begins, “She’s always ruining things,” she says.
“No she isn’t, that was just mean Alex,” my mom said.
I stand in the hallway as they both start arguing with one another, mom’s winning. Alexandra hates nothing more than being called Alex and my mom is the only one who gets away with it, sort of. I’m not sure I would want to be named after a boy either. My mother insists Alexandria is a family name but I think if that’s the case we should call her Alexandria not Alex.
This is the whole reason I was playing a prank in the first place. This house is boring during the summertime. How else am I supposed to occupy my time? I told my mom if we didn’t get a pool it would make me even more bored. She didn’t listen. Overflowing bath bubbles isn’t the worst thing in the world. My sister did need to bathe anyway; I was just giving her more of the smelly stuff she always wears. Next time I’ll just be farther away from the action.
What have you been working on?! Do you have different methods you use while writing out an idea?