Writing Exercise

    So these two short stories were written in my creative writing club as an exercise, and it was so funny to me that I thought I'd share it here. The challenge was to write one story with a set of characters and then rewrite it with the same scenario but the Characters are drastically different, so I changed the ages and genders of the characters in the second story and I loved the outcome. 

           “Justina!” a voice roared from down the hall

The woman sat up looking to see her younger brother, Jarett, with the bottom of his pants soaked in toilet water. She held back a laugh. Covering her mouth as she giggled, she said, “Jarett…you look… like you’ve…”

“Like I’ve been swimming in the toilet?” Jarett said as he held his also soaked shoes in hand, “As I sat down to…relieve myself... I discover…”

“That you should have checked the toilet seat first?”

“The Toilet seat was gone! I know that you took it, and you are going to put it back,” he demanded standing over her.

Justina stood calmly meeting her brother's gaze, “Jarett, I let you live here until you get on your feet, you keep forgetting to set, MY toilet seat down, and you are going to reattach it and learn your lesson.”

Jarett grunted as he walked off.

 

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“Justin!” a feminine voice yelled from the end of the hall, “Where is the toilet seat?!”

The old man smirked as the old woman entered his apartment, soaked in toilet water, “I have no idea what you mean, you old hag, for what reason would I have taken the commode seat.”

The old woman’s face turned beat red, “Because you keep saying’ that I take too long in the bathroom, and you keep complaining to the captain about putting you here with the old folks, well news flash, you're one of the old folks.”

“One of the old folks,” the old man said silently with a chuckle, “I don’t know what to tell you, but I do not have the commode seat, maybe you should talk to the captain, maybe he will find the thief.”

The woman threw her finger in the man's face, “I will, and you will be sorry when he turns your cabin upside down looking for the communal toilet seat, this is no way to treat your community, and you’ll learn your lesson!”

The old woman left, as the old man dug under his bed taking out the toilet seat and as the woman marched for the captain’s quarters, he slid the seat in her room.

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