Kristine Joy, Writer

ChatGPT Writing Prompt (given only 30 minutes to write)

1. The Last Five Minutes

You have exactly five minutes before something irreversible happens—but you don’t know whether it’s good or bad.

Write the scene in real time. No backstory. Just what the character notices, thinks, remembers, or chooses in those final five minutes.

And the timer starts…..NOW!

“I have evidence, and you can’t stop me from posting it,” Stanley said, with only a hint of indecision in his voice.

Molly was in disbelief. They had been best friends since grade school. “Do you realize that my life will never be the same?” she said.

“Do YOU realize how famous BOTH of us will be? This will go viral. And I mean the entire world population viral,” said Stanley.

Molly retorted, “Right, but, your fame will be limited to being the account holder of a video with that many views. My life gets turned upside down. I will be the most sought after person in the world, scientists will probe me, and if there aren’t people that would rather me be dead, I’d be surprised.”

Stanley’s mood changed to anger, “You altered destiny and I have it on video. That would have been a head-on collision. You blinked and all of a sudden, both cars are driving the same direction. I knew it. How else could Ella’s cancer have magically gone away? But….you didn’t save my Dad?”

“You don’t understand,” Molly said.

“Wrong. I finally understand. You have the ability to change fate, but pick and choose when to use it. And you’ve written more of my life than even I,” Stanley snapped back.

The two locked eyes. Molly knew she wasn’t going to change Stanley’s mind, and further, knew that her powers did not extend to being able to delete the video.

I had no choice. I can only alter the lives of people that are inherently good people. The daughter in the backseat of the Orange Tacoma is the person that will prevent World War III from happening. How do I explain that to Stanley? He won’t believe that his Dad’s future was one of murder. And Stanley is someone whose fate I cannot alter either.

Molly realized that she had only seconds left to try and change what was about to happen. She explained her powers to Stanley, who of course, didn’t believe that he was of ill stock, nor that she hadn’t influenced Cynthia’s answer when he had asked her to the dance.

And because of who he was, her appeal for the greater good fell on deaf ears.

Stanley’s rage was apparent.

Molly blinked. To no avail. I knew better than to choose bad company.

Stanley pressed the button – Post.

* Let it be known that the above is anti-K.J. in that there exists humans that are inherently good or bad.