A topic where I share my cringey writing for your enjoyment.

Typos:

Night had decended upon the land, tucking her starry blanket over the sky and misting the fragrant, fresh scent of flowers and wild grass into the air.

Kathleen lay on the thick prairie grass, her bonnet temporarily discarded by her side as she stared up into the gentle folds of midnight sky. Her shoulders burned terribly from hours spent in the wagon, and her position on the ground helped to semi-relieve some of the ache.

A soft rustling of the grass behind her alerted her to someone’s presence, and she angled her head upwards to watch her brother plop down beside her.

“It’s real pretty tonight, isn’t it?” he murmered quietly, his eyes sweeping over the other wagons that seemed to hold the area like a picture frame.

—

Matthew lay on the ground, his hands loosely placed around an arrow that had found its resting place in his ribs. Crimson stained his shirt in a mishapen circle.

Cringe:

Tears ran freely down her face, for she cared not who saw them at that moment. They streaked down her cheeks, dripping off of her chin and tapping the dirt beneath her head.

—

He weakly shook his head. “No. I’m-I’m already sl-slipping. I feel it. I won’t be here much l-longer, and I got-gotta protect you.” He inhaled sharply, and his brows scrunched together in pain. “I w-want you t-o hide under me. Th-they won’t f-find you that w-way, and I can keep my. . . my promise to Pa.”

 

— (This below is my personal favorite XD)

 

She walked from the doorway to the yard. From there, she walked over the grass. She moved across the grass yard and to the tree. She leaned against the tree. The bark pressed against her as she crossed her arms.

 

— (Although the one above has to tie for my favorite cringe-moment with this next one B)

 

The storg suddenly paused and lifted out its front and back legs, leaving only the one in the center of it’s stomach to hold it’s heavy weight.

Alexander stilled and turned to face Corazón. “It’s preparing to attack; that means it senses something dangerous.”

The kwuri in Corazón’s arms withdrew her head and lifted an ear before curiously turning an eye to her owner.

“I don’t hear anything–” She stopped.

“What? What is it?” Corazón demanded softly.

Zaiya shook her head with an amused smile. “It’s peeing.”

Corazón laughed.

“Ew! It did it’s business on my foot!” Alexander exclaimed, shaking his boot wildly.

—  (Y’all wanna know how truly bad this was? This was an opening line!)

Lasagna was a mess to clean up after.

Dina submerged her maroon, rubber-gloved hands into the sink and pulled out a greasy pan, humming a bright, cheery tune as she cleaned away the orangish-red grease from the tomato sauce.

She loved the stuff, but there was just too much grease.

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