My Cardboard Balcony

Steven was not like the other boys at his school - he had three arms and six eyes. Gregory was pretty strange, too - he spoke Martian instead of English. Alexander and Tobias were twins that could read other people's minds. There was also Benjamin, who ate crayons for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and was healthy as a horse. Vincent, specifically, could smell colors. And Oliver wasn't like the others, either, because he was transgender. Somehow, he was the weird one in Mrs. Geraldine's class. Huh. This week's prompt was provided by Christopher Morton.

NOTE: Because of a website error, I was unable to post on OneWord.com for two days. However, it appears that the prompt was still updated both on Saturday and Sunday, even though no one could access them or respond to them. So I set a sixty second timer for myself and completed both prompts for my blog, even though my posts will not show up on the OneWord website. This is the Saturday OneWord. If only she hadn't continued like that. If only she hadn't pressed on or insisted. Now everyone had finally turned their back, and they wouldn't listen even though she persisted. Why was she so intent on egging on everyone with at least half of a conscience? She's never known when to ever shut up, so now she has to deal with the consequences.