You discover a letter on a path that affects you deeply. Today, write about this encounter. And your twist? Be as succinct as possible.
Eyes focused on the path ahead, a white shape stood out amidst the crisp leaves. “Probably just trash someone left behind – ugh, but it ruins the landscape, better pick it up,” I told myself. Panting from the sudden cessation of running, I leaned over and spied this seemingly unimportant scrap piece of paper. “Prayer” was written in dark marker on the outside. Intrigued, I opened the note and found written inside a prayer written messily, probably by a child. Engulfed by the message inside, I realized it had been written by my own child’s hand. Hidden out here in the forest, the intent of the note was now clear . . . and now those words remain forever etched in my heart.