Writing Prompt: Painting and School

Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.

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Writing Prompt: Painting and School

Mona took one last look at the photos on the website. She knew without a doubt she had found what she had been looking for. She clicked out of the browser and phoned her boss to schedule a meeting. She had been looking for this for too long. She was beginning to lose all hope of finding it. 

Thirty minutes later, she was at the office showing her boss all the printouts of the school. She also gave him all the intel she could find on the staff and the layout of the building itself. It wasn’t your average school. It was a private school for paranormal students. She found it fitting that what she was looking for would be in a parnamorla finishing school. 

After pouring over all that she had presented him with it, her boss let out a low belly laugh. He confirmed that that was the exact piece that the client had been looking for. He was as amused as she was to find that it had been hidden in the school after all this time. Mona and her company had been searching for it for three years at least. 

She went home and packed a bag. The next day, she was going to take a road trip to see about retrieving the item no matter the cost. Personally, she didn’t see what was so important about it. It was just a painting to her. A gorgeous painting, but a painting nonetheless. After she had packed all of her necessities she’d need for the trip and loaded the car up, she locked up her house and went to sleep. She had a long drive ahead of her. 


Roger chuckled to himself. He knew if he assigned Mona to the case that she would find it. Mona was a shark when it came to finding lost goods. She was Roger’s best agent. It’s why she lasted years after most people had come and gone. He couldn’t wait to tell the client the good news. He picked up the phone while he still had the nerve. It didn’t even ring when he heard the voice on the other line.

“This better be good.”

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