Prompt: Write about silence. What kinds of feelings does that word evoke in you? Are you fearful of the silence, or do you wish for it, revel in it?
Starter: We crept along the edge of the house…
Quote: “The room was quiet. I hated the silence. All kinds of thoughts could pop up in that silence. Silence was like the dark- anything could be hiding in it.” –Dancing on the Edge by Han Nolan
Finding the Write Idea 