Day 142 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write about someone trying to improve their life.
Shannon: I decided I few weeks ago that I had to stop being a victim of what I wished I could change about my life, and instead I had to start hacking away at whatever I could impact for the time being. If I wanted to lose weight I didn’t need a gym membership, a personal trainer, or a dietitian. If I wanted a clean house I didn’t need a maid. If I wanted to start working toward my dream career I didn’t need more free time. I just had to stop waiting for everything to be place, because it was never going to be in place. The time I have now is all I will ever get, so I’ve been making the most of it and it feels good.
Erin: I am purging all of the things that are wasting my life including and not limited to:
Television
People who make me sad more than they make me happy
Social media
Makeup
Cleaning
Cooking anything that takes more than 15 minutes
Shopping for not essentials
Events I go to solely because I feel obliged
I don’t know what I’m going to do with myself now, but I trust it’s going to be good.
Make yourself better by writing about how someone else making them self better.
Pelky Sisters 
The towering knocks resonated around the house, shaking drywall loose from the ceiling and making the stair’s crooked floorboards creak with the force. Lights along the hallways flickered dangerously as the brute continued to pound on the door like a giant wanting in, but I wasn’t having any of it. Furious as I’d ever been, I streaked down the hall and wrenched the door open just as his fist was about to make contact again. There was a red-hot light that burned behind his eyes, but was extinguished the moment he comprehended my enraged expression, shrinking down the first step in his heavy boots.
“Sorry ma’am,” he whispered, snow settling in patches in his dusty-blond hair and flannel-covered shoulders. After a short pause, he pleaded with his eyes and sighed in the yellowish glow of the closest streetlight, “Look, you know the rules; you can’t leave your Christmas lights up, or at the very least, on after Christmas Day.” Sheepishly glancing around at the other cookie-cutter houses, he stared at his shoes and mumbled something about complaints without saying what they were or who said them.
It took me a moment to regain my composure, even with him in a puddle on my front steps, but it was difficult. Frosty air bit at my bare nose and fingertips as I finally calmed to a reasonable level and spoke as monotonously as I could, “Well, you can shove your rules where the sun don’t shine, sweetie, ‘cause I ain’t takin’ those lights down anytime. They bring me joy and I intend to do what brings me joy more often this year. That’s my present to myself; I will improve my life.” A pause where the neighbour, couldn’t have told you his name but I know his lawn gnome collection scared the hell outta me, puffed wispy white clouds between us, silently deliberating.
“Fine. But have them down by next week,” he nodded more to himself than me and wandered through the freshly-fallen snow to the clear sidewalk and disappeared in the storm. I just stood there for a long while smiling into the street; I’d won a battle against the system, ha!
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(this feels like a word blurt, or… whatever it’s called…)
“Denisa’s still out there,” Josh says. Finn looks up at him as Josh walks into the room. He sits on the couch and leans back. “I told her. Who I am.”
“Dude! Why?” Finn asks.
“I had to.”
“…You thought she would stop, if she knew,” Finn pieces together.
“…She didn’t.”
Finn sighs, “Dude, I’m sorry.”
“I have no idea what I want to do,” Josh admits, “I’d love to help you as Jade. You can’t go it alone, powers or not. But I’m… I’m stuck. College is great, but I don’t know the end goal. I was hoping… with Denisa…” Josh sighs, “that doesn’t seem like an option anymore.”
Finn sits up and looks at Josh, “Hey.” Josh doesn’t look at him. “Hey. Earth to Josh.”
Josh finally looks at him.
“You love her?”
“Yes.”
“You see good in her?”
“I… Yes.”
Finn smirks, “Then what are you giving up for?”
Josh leans his head back again, staring at the ceiling.
“There are plenty of other heroes that can become Novelty. I’ve already talked to this Spidey guy. He’s awesome. But, dude, you gotta go after her. Don’t leave her where she is.”
Josh nods absently, “I just don’t know how. The only time we’ll see each other now is if she’s threatening a gifted person.”
“That’s Bronze, but you know Denisa,” Finn says, “What does she like? Where would she go?”
“She’ll change it up.”
“Would she?”
Josh thinks to himself, then a spot comes up. He looks at Finn and smiles. “Gotta go.”
“See you later, man. Don’t wait up.”
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