Ideas for fiction

1.  I could write about singing at my cousins funeral.  I feel like I could really communicate the feelings of loss and despair through my writing.  I also can paint a vivid picture about how the day looked, felt and  even smelled to me.  This is one of the biggest and most life changing things I have ever dealt with in my life, so I feel like it would be a good topic.

2.  I could write about when I first sang in a competition and won.  This was one of the coolest moments in my life to date so I can really remember it well.  I can remember exactly what the MC was wearing and the energy that was in the room when I got up to perform.  I would describe not only the feelings of when they announced me as the winner but the feeling of being on stage singing as well.
3.  Another option to write about would be about going to the swap meets with my Grandaddy.  I still go all the time with him so being able to bring out rich detail would not be hard. I could really help the reader see and hear all that goes on.  I could also show the feelings of contentment and joy I get out of evert trip we take there.

4. My final option would be to tell about the time I went exploring with my cousin.  We decided to run off one day and go exploring on the land that our family always went hunting on and we had so much fun!  Not only did we find alot of stuff we shared alot of secrets and things that helped make us closer.   It is one of the last memories I have with him so it is indeed a string one that would be good to write about.

Running (english)

Running, Running, Running
But from what I do not know
My heart beats faster, and faster
As I race towards the unknown

Without a thought I push
Onward to the unseen goal
No time to think or even breathe
Noise equals a quiet soul

Memories, feelings, gone
My heart, slowly going numb
Its easier this way, no pain
Many seem to think me dumb

People pretend to know
This feeling of not feeling
I simply smile, go on my way
The truth would send them reeling

Time slowly goes on by
The facade I wear is cunning
I will not, can not face this now
Running, Running, more Running

Failed Attempts (english)

Locked away inside this tower
All I do is eat, sleep, and shower
Occasionally, I do cook
And sometimes get lost inside a book

I watch the birds as they fly by
Wishing I too could join them in the sky
This is not my only wish you see
I only wish  to be truly free

I slowly brush my golden hair
This lonliness only mine to bare
It is not easy being alone
I have no T.V., computer, or phone

Then one day I get the call
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let your hair fall
Then up my tresses he starts to climb
Ony 200 feet until he is mine

Once he finallly reaches the top
He quickly comes to a stop
He slowly drops his head down low
For he left the ladder down below

Loss (for workshop)

It goes on they say
Just take it day by day
There will be pain and strife
Or else they wouldnt call it life

I wake up every morning
Wishing you were here
The call that changed my life
Still ringing in my ears

I walk past your room
Without looking in
Trying to remember
You wont be back again

When I reach the kitchen
I fall into my chair
I raise my eyes to your place
Wishing you were there

 They tell me to move on
Trudge ahead, push through
But all my mind can think about
Is how I lost you

Your face, haunts my memory
Your smile, my thoughts
And when I dare to think of your laughter
I can barely hold on

I cling to your memory
An anchor that holds me fast
I can barely wait until the day
When we will meet again at last

They tell me it goes on
Take it day by day
But for me, my life ended
The day God took you away