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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Illustrate the meaning of "It's No Use Crying over Spilt Milk" (without using the actual phrase or literal exampl (02/07/08)

TITLE: Raven's Predicament
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02/12/08


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Raven was always in a hurry and because she was always in a rush, she often made mistakes or was forgetful. Unfortunately, today would be no exception.

Her morning started out fine—a nice breakfast of toast with jam, and some coffee. Being single gave her more time in the morning and that suited her just fine.

Then, around seven she got dressed and began gathering up her documents and briefcase. She had a meeting with some insurance agents on proposals for more effective policies; so making sure she had the necessary documents, was a high on her list for the day. She looked inside the briefcase, saw that it was organized, locked it up and prepared for work.

At eight, she was out the door, ready to meet the day. She got into her 2007 Chevy Malibu and began pulling away from the curb. It was then that she remembered that she was supposed to be at the meeting at eight-fifteen.

The meeting was being held at a local hotel, about fifteen miles away, and everyone was expected to be on time. Immediately, she knew she would arrive late and that would not bode well with her employer. He was always so punctual!

As she drove, she turned on the stereo and dialed her favorite station—WMVO—Jazz and began singing along to one of Tony Bennett’s songs. The music and lyrics began to calm her down and positive feelings began flooding her brain and body.

Around eight-thirty five she pulled into the hotel parking lot, turned off the ignition and reached for her briefcase and purse. It was a cold March day and she was glad that she wore her heavier coat.

Upon reaching the entrance to the hotel, she walked to the elevator, pushed the Up Button and waited. It took less than a minute for the elevator to come to the ground floor, and when it arrived, in she walked. She pressed the Number Nine button and waited.

She arrived on Floor Nine and walked into the corridor. She saw Conference Room # 12 and proceeded to walk into the room.

Immediately she knew that she had forgotten something highly important; for smack in the middle of the room on a large table was a note that read: “All Insurance Proposals Belong Here!”

Her heart sunk to her stomach, she began perspiring and she felt that she would faint. Minutes later, others walked into the room; each putting their proposals on the large table, hanging their coats and then finding a place to sit down.

Elizabeth was too nervous to sit, so she hung up her coat and stood in the back of the room, hoping and praying for a miracle.

The conference leader walked in with a man she knew—Brian Keepsake. As soon as Brian saw her he could tell that she was in a bad way. He walked over to her and said, “Elizabeth, glad you’re here. I’ve got something to show you.”

He took out his briefcase and presented her with a folder. Inside the folder was his plan for the Insurance proposal. But instead of one Insurance proposal,he had two.

When she saw the two proposals, she replied,“Why do you have two?”

He replied, “I don’t know why in the world I created two; but something told me that you might need one! Was I wrong?”

Elizabeth just smiled and said, “You couldn’t be more right! Thank you! I left mine home on my desk. You must be an angel in disguise!”


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Beth LaBuff 02/14/08
I felt pulled along with Raven and was apprehensive concerning her anticipated late arrival. I had to smile at Brian's last name "Keepsake"...I'm thinking there could be a chapter 2 to this story. :) Your entry is well thought out.
Laury Hubrich 02/16/08
Oh, what foreshadowing with that name -- you have set us up for chapter two. Good job!
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c clemons02/18/08
I'm not sure if I missed a few things or they were not there. It seems as though she was not late after all, because she arrived at 8:35, and that didn't seem to be a problem. And where did she know this Keepsake guy from? Her office? Just wondering. With a little work this be could top-notch because I empathized with character from the beginning, keep writing.