Fluent Essays

Flash Fiction - A very short story, typically consisting of only a few hundred words.PROMPT:For this assignment you will write a short story about being either:(1) being stuck on a spaceship, (why are there, why are you stuck, what is happening?)(2) life on Mars (Who else is there, how is Mars? (No retelling of The Martian as Ive already seen it).(3) or being visited by a starman (a person from another planet or dimension) . Why are they visiting? What do they need/want to tell you?Please just write one story.Your story must be between 250 to 500 words. This is fiction, NOT A TRUE STORY OR EVENT BUT A MADE UP STORY. Your story should have follow the story arc.Here is David Bowie to provide you with some inspiration:Ground Control to Major TomGround Control to Major TomTake your protein pills and put your helmet onGround Control to Major Tom (ten, nine, eight, seven, six)Commencing countdown, engines on (five, four, three)Check ignition and may Gods love be with you (two, one, liftoff)This is Ground Control to Major TomYouve really made the gradeAnd the papers want to know whose shirts you wearNow its time to leave the capsule if you dareThis is Major Tom to Ground ControlIm stepping through the doorAnd Im floating in a most peculiar wayAnd the stars look very different todayFor hereAm I sitting in a tin canFar above the worldPlanet Earth is blueAnd theres nothing I can doThough Im past one hundred thousand milesIm feeling very stillAnd I think my spaceship knows which way to goTell my wife I love her very much she knowsGround Control to Major TomYour circuits dead, theres something wrongCan you hear me, Major Tom?Can you hear me, Major Tom?Can you hear me, Major Tom?Can you Here am I floating round my tin canFar above the moonPlanet Earth is blueAnd theres nothing I can doIts a God-awful small affairTo the girl with the mousy hairBut her mummy is yelling noAnd her daddy has told her to goBut her friend is nowhere to be seenNow she walks through her sunken dreamTo the seat with the clearest viewAnd shes hooked to the silver screenBut the film is a saddening boreFor shes lived it ten times or moreShe could spit in the eyes of foolsAs they ask her to focus onSailors fighting in the dance hallOh man, look at those cavemen goIts the freakiest showTake a look at the lawmanBeating up the wrong guyOh man, wonder if hell ever knowHes in the best selling showIs there life on Mars?Its on Americas tortured browThat Mickey Mouse has grown up a cowNow the workers have struck for fameCause Lennons on sale againSee the mice in their million hordesFrom Ibiza to the Norfolk BroadsRule Britannia is out of boundsTo my mother, my dog, and clownsBut the film is a saddening boreCause I wrote it ten times or moreIts about to be writ againAs I ask you to focus onSailors fighting in the dance hallOh man, look at those cavemen goIts the freakiest showTake a look at the lawmanBeating up the wrong guyOh man, wonder if hell ever knowHes in the best selling showIs there life on Mars? Didnt know what time it was and the lights were lowI leaned back on my radioSome cat was layin down some get it on rock n roll, he saidThen the loud sound did seem to fadeCame back like a slow voice on a wave of phase hazeThat werent no D.J. that was hazy cosmic jiveTheres a starman waiting in the skyHed like to come and meet usBut he thinks hed blow our mindsTheres a starman waiting in the skyHes told us not to blow itCause he knows its all worthwhileHe told me:Let the children lose itLet the children use itLet all the children boogieI had to phone someone so I picked on youHey, thats far out so you heard him tooSwitch on the TV we may pick him up on channel twoLook out your window I can see his lightIf we can sparkle he may…I had to phone someone so I picked on youHey, thats far out so you heard him tooSwitch on the TV we may pick him up on channel twoLook out your window I can see his lightIf we can sparkle he may land tonightDont tell your poppa or hell get us locked up in frightTheres a starman waiting in the skyHed like to come and meet usBut he thinks hed blow our mindsTheres a starman waiting in the skyHes told us not to blow itCause he knows its all worthwhileHe told me:Let the children lose itLet the children use itLet all the children boogieTheres a starman waiting in the skyHed like to come and meet usBut he thinks hed blow our mindsTheres a starman waiting in the skyHes told us not to blow itCause he knows its all worthwhileHe told me:Let the children lose itLet the children use itLet all the children boogie