Day 3 Writing Homework

Writing Prompt: Write a 500 word short story about a character who wakes up or enters a world where the normal rules of science no longer apply. Gravity might reverse. Time could run backwards. Rain could fall like fire, or clouds might sink into oceans. Let your imagination run wild, but make sure your story is vivid, cohesive and emotionally engaging

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  1. anisur_misyahoo-com-au

    The World Without Rules

    I woke up, and something felt wrong.

    At first, I thought it was just a weird dream. But when I sat up, I didn’t sit up. I floated. My blanket drifted off me and floated into the air like it was made of feathers. My feet weren’t touching the bed. They were pointed toward the ceiling.

    That’s when I noticed my lamp spinning slowly in the air. My books were floating too, flipping their pages backward as if time was going in reverse. I looked around the room and saw my fish swimming calmly in mid-air, not in her bowl. Nothing was the way it should be.

    I slowly pushed myself toward the window. I didn’t walk—I floated, like I was in space. When I opened the curtains, my mouth dropped open.

    The sky wasn’t above the ground anymore. It was underneath it. Clouds were swimming deep in the ocean, glowing like jellyfish. The trees were growing sideways, and rain was falling upward into the clouds. But it wasn’t normal rain. It looked like golden sparks rising into the sky.

    I was scared, but also amazed. Everything was both strange and beautiful. It felt like I was in a painting that had come to life.

    Then I saw a girl standing on the roof of my neighbour’s house. She appeared to be about my age and was as comfortable as she had ever been. She waved at me, and I floated toward her.

    “Is this a dream?” I asked.

    She shook her head. “Not exactly. You’re in the In-Between.”

    “What’s the In-Between?” I asked.

    “It’s the place between your world and the world of imagination,” she said. “You only get here if your mind is open enough to see what doesn’t make sense.”

    I looked around. “Can I go back?”

    She smiled kindly. “Yes. But only when you’re ready. The rules here don’t work the same way they do at home. You don’t walk—you float. Time doesn’t move forward—it dances. Gravity doesn’t pull—it lets go.”

    I didn’t fully understand, but I nodded. For a while, we floated through the upside-down sky together. It felt like we were flying but also dreaming. I wasn’t scared anymore. I felt… free.

    After a while, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. When I opened them again, I was back in my bed. My blanket was on top of me. My books were on the shelf. The sky was where it was supposed to be.

    But sometimes, when I close my eyes, I remember the golden rain, the girl on the rooftop, and the feeling of floating without fear.

    And I wonder… maybe that world wasn’t just imagination.

    Maybe it was real.

  2. andrewding1982@gmail.com

    One moment, Kai was walking home from the ration line, boots scuffing cracked pavement. The next, his feet were not touching anything. The street had peeled away like paper, leaving him suspended in air that smelled of static and burnt ozone.
    He didn’t scream. He just closed his eyes.
    He was used to falling upward.
    The city glitched around him. Neon signs bled colours they shouldn’t have—reds that hummed like bees, greens that tasted like peppermint on the back of his tongue. A train hung sideways between buildings, its passengers floating inside like fish in a bowl. Somewhere, a child laughed. Somewhere else, someone cried.
    Kai clutched his ration bag to his chest like it mattered. It didn’t. Food spoiled in minutes now. Time couldn’t make up its mind.
    Below—above—beside him, a voice echoed.
    “You okay?”
    He twisted in the air, pulse sharp in his throat. A girl hovered near a broken billboard, limbs tangled in a coat too big for her. She looked maybe fifteen, same as him. Her dark eyes shimmered with quiet panic.
    “I’m Juno,” she offered.
    “Kai.”
    They drifted, tether less, weightless.
    “This world…” he started, but stopped. The sentence didn’t have an end. There was too much to say, and no real words left.
    “My brother disappeared yesterday,” Juno said softly. “He stepped through a wall that turned to water. He looked back once. Then it froze. Solid. Like he’d never been there.”
    Kai didn’t know what to say. His dad had walked into a mirror last year. Just vanished. His mom hadn’t spoken since.
    He blinked hard.
    “I hate this,” he whispered.
    Juno reached out, her gloved fingers brushing his wrist. “Me too.”
    And that simple contact—real, warm, human—felt like the first rule the world hadn’t broken.
    Suddenly, Kai’s feet found ground. Real ground. Cold and solid. Gravity returned like a heartbeat. Around them, the chaos quieted. A moment of stillness.
    “I think,” Juno said slowly, “when we remember each other, the world remembers how to hold together.”
    Kai stared at her, his chest tight.
    Maybe the world was not broken. Maybe it was grieving.
    And maybe they were not lost.
    Not if they remembered what it felt like to care.

  3. I woke up and went to school. Everything was normal. Recess. Normal. Lunch. Normal. After school. Shocking. This is because I saw a turtle in the sky not falling down. I was shocked. This meant no physics apply! I ran home and crashed my head into the corner of the table. No damage! I shot a gun through my ear. The gun just could not injure me! I went to the top of a skyscraper and jumped off. Still no damage! This was shocking! I could just start World war 3 and nobody would get hurt! I could leave the door of a rocket in space without anyone with spacesuits. This was crazy! I dropped a tiny chick off a skyscraper. No damage. I dropped a real bomb I got from a store in Ukraine where a war was happening. The bomb could not explode! The fire to use it could not operate at all! I jumped and I ended up in space. I went back down to Earth and splashed into an outdoor pool. Nobody was hurt. Yes. Not even the baby I landed on. I went back up and touched the Sun and went into it. No damage! Oh yeah, the Sun was freezing for some reason. I came back down and landed on a brick, which did not take any damage at all! Rain started. It was acid and fire but nobody was hurt! Science class was cancelled. In fact, school was closed and we could not go back to school. All devices could not work at all. All shops shut down and nobody could leave homes. You had to be tied up to your bed when sleeping as there were no gravity. We could jump to space. We wished this would stop though. It finally ended one month later. Everything went back to normal after that.

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