Matt’s unforgettable day

Writing challange 3:

So in this challange you have to use the following words:

Catharsis – the purging of the emotions, or relieving of emotional tensions. Hippophile – one who loves horses. Panacea – a remedy for all ills. Xylography – the art of engraving on wood. Capriccio – a caper; prank. Ambivert – one whose personality type is intermediate between extrovert and introvert. Bedash – to dash or strike against.

I chose to do a short story so here goes.

Matt stared at the book in contemplation. The title read xylography – all you needed to know and more. He wasn’t sure it was what his next artistic remedy would be, but he thought he might give it a go none the less. After several hours of reading about the different techniques he gave up, this wasn’t his cup of tea and he didn’t feel all that good about carving wood. He thought of himself as more of a tree loving person, he couldn’t really harm a tree even if he wanted to. He knew more about yoga and Zen practices then art anyway. He actually started the whole thing because of a girl naturally. She was really hot and was all into yoga, he took a few lessons with her and learned how to experience catharsis. But it didn’t work out at the end because she was an ambivert.

Matt left the book on the table for the librarian to organize and walked towards the exit when he saw a small note hanging from the side of the door. He walked towards it to have a closer look and saw that the note read Capriccio. He scratched his head when suddenly a bucket of water fell from above him and bedashed him squarely on the head. Laughter broke out around him.

Matt removed the bucket from his head and looked around at his friends and asked “what is this supposed to be then?“

“Best prank ever!” Cried Martin “You seeCapriccio actually means a prank so we just pulled aCapriccio on you” everyone cried out with laughter much to the annoyance of Matt who left the library cold and unhappy.

Back at the dorms he quickly took off his cloths and took a nice warm shower to get some heat back into his bones. He was just starting to feel a little better when someone was knocking on his door. He quickly put his bathrobe on and in annoyance opened the door. His annoyance quickly changed to surprise when in front of him stood a large horse with a sign around his neck stating: To our favouriteHippophile with love. This was becoming ridiculous what was he supposed to do with the horse now? He went back inside and got dressed he then got out and walked into a steaming pile of crap the horse had left for him. He cursed under his breath and walked the horse out of the dorms much to the bemusement of all the other students. Naturally it was up to him to clean everything up and not one of his friends who pulled this stupidCapricco. Did he actually think that or prank? They were getting to him…

The school grounds had a large farm located about a mile from the grounds that is most likely where his so-called friends got the horse from. Matt started walking his shoes now smelling to high heaven and his mood completely ruined. There was only one thing that would make this day better. OnePancea that would cure all his ails and lift him off of this day. The farmer had two daughters and one of them was the subject of Matt’s admiration for the last year or so, even before he met Minerva the yoga fanatic.

Melanie, she had dark brown hair and beautiful dark brown eyes. Unfortunately she had a boyfriend, but at least he could see her today. That made the trip a bit more tolerable. He quickened his pace thinking about meeting her again and reached the farm relatively quickly. Once there the farmer eyed him suspiciously and took the horses rains from him without so much as a word. He then motioned him to go to the back of the farm and sit on the benches where people would sometimes sit and watch the horses ride. Matt sat there obediently and was getting a little restless when suddenly the whole structure crashed and he fell into a pile of what looked like feathers. Bursts of laughter sounded everywhere and he tried to quickly regain his footing but slipped several times before he finally got out of that mess. Feathers were stuck to him and around him now was a crowd of people most of them were his so called friends but the others he didn’t know.

He was angry, this was the last straw! What had he done to deserve this treatment? And from people he thought of as his friends no less. Just when he was about to get abusive with some of the friends standing a little too close to him, he noticed Melanie standing just out of reach laughing her beautiful laugh. His rage was forgotten although he still wanted an explanation.

“You really don’t know?” cried Martin

“Know what?”

“It’s April first! We thought instead of you getting to us like you did the last two years we would all gang up on you. Plus we have a lot of it on video now so you should check it out on you tube soon enough” Martin laughed whole heartedly.

Matt was flabbergasted he completely forgot about it. He walked over to Melanie that was still shedding a few tears of laughter and asked her if she would like to go on a date with him. She looked at him in surprise and after a second or two answered that she would much to Matt’s delight.

How their date went and how Matt got all his friends back on the next 1st of April is another story…

Matt stared at the book in contemplation. The title read xylography – all you needed to know and more. He wasn’t sure it was what his next artistic remedy would be, but he thought he might give it a go none the less. After several hours of reading about the different techniques he gave up, this wasn’t his cup of tea and he didn’t feel all that good about carving wood. He thought of himself as more of a tree loving person, he couldn’t really harm a tree even if he wanted to. He knew more about yoga and zen practices then art anyway. 

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5 comments

  1. Hey, thanks for having a go at my Writing Challenge – hope you enjoyed it!
    I thought the use of the words worked quite well within your story; I know it can be very difficult to use the words in a way that sounds natural, but I thought you did a really good job, well done!

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    1. Thanks, I actually had fun doing it. I think making a poem out of any set of words is easier though, that’s why I thought I’d try my hand at a story instead.

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