Give You A Break - Episode 14 RANDOM, STRANGER, CAR

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Welcome to season two episode 14 of give you a break. The podcast that is here to help you escape the chaos of the day through creative storytelling. I'm your host, Monique. You're more Scott award-winning author and lover of all things creative . It is my hope that each time you listen and participate in the creative storytelling exercise, you feel rejuvenated and tapped into your creativity. We all have a creative side within us. We just have to take a moment, pull away from the chaos or the busy-ness of our day and tap into our creative talents . And this episode you will hear from listeners who took some time and pulled away from their busy day to day to share their creative story, which are centered around the three words I gave last week, random stranger car, but first, a quick gratitude, shout out to the listeners who support me every week by sharing the podcast on their social media platform, providing a review of the podcast and who purchased me a coffee. If you are new and you enjoy this podcast and would like to support it, simply go to give you a break.com and click on the donate tab and buy me a coffee. I would appreciate it so much now for our laugh, your frown off segment intended to turn a frown upside down with a joke compliments of Twitter supporter. K P Moore . Here we go. My girlfriend said, she's thinking about leaving me because I'm obsessed with playing poker. I think she's bluffing. That was a funny one bank , U K P . And now let's get to our stories. Our first creative piece comes from Jersey Joe in New Jersey, a regular contributor from episode one, look up in the sky. It's a bird. No, it's a plane better yet. It's a random stranger in the hood looking insane. He departed his car with a book in hand. It had three Ks on it. So we figured he was with the claim . As he asked for directions from Barry's passer by I'm sure he had to think today I might die. The indigenous folks were beginning to simmer due to the American history. They remembered the stranger started to exclaim as the area he visited became inflamed, that he was an apostle, just trying to extend the gospel. According to Willie , with that being said, the community wanted his head, but a wise elder stepped in and read as a man. Think it, he is, this does not make him always, but remember it always comes down to it is what it is, Joe Josie, Joe . Thank you. I just love your stories in your rhyming, in your poetry. Thank you for contributing and hanging in there with us and providing some outlet, some fun, some wow to our listeners up next, our first time contributor, miss Amanda G from New Jersey yesterday, while walking home from school with my friends, we noticed a car. We didn't recognize. Well, we live in a small Lake town where everyone knows everyone. We started asking each other, what should we do? This car had a stranger in the driver's seat. Could it be a new neighbor? Sure. But our moms always told us to be on the lookout for something that doesn't look or feel right as the car crept by us. We noticed a random school sticker on the back bed . Didn't look familiar. Why is he going so slow? My friend asked , what do we do? Thankfully, our little own neighbor was sitting on her porch and notice what was going on. She yelled to us to come over and have some lemonade. We all felt relief and ran over to her to get our lemonade. We were safe. The Hemi on edge. And man, thank you so much for your contribution and for being a first-timer here on, give you a break up next. We have Latrice M in Augusta, Georgia. It was all so random. At least it seemed like it. As I sat in my car, listening to Dennis Brown, the stranger motion to me from his store welcoming me to come in. Hmm. This seemed familiar upon more consideration. I had actually seen the color of his truck in my dream. He was the same complexion. He even looked just like the man I had seen in my dream a few months back, he said that he had prayed for me. Everything just seemed too good to be true. How blissful his words flowed in my ears like honey, this sweetened my ears. But by the time the words got to my belly, I had came to see that there was a lack of alignment between the words and action. It soured my belly. I had to purge it out. Just like that. The random stranger I had seen from my car, the illusion gone. Good writtens. Remember if it seems too good to be true, it probably is. We sometimes get dreams to warn us. What's coming our way. Thank you, sister Latrice. And you are so right on point about dreams and warnings last but not least. We have coach Sherry Jones, work , life development coach in Charlotte, North Carolina. Now I don't recommend this, but at the same time I do years ago, a group of friends and I vacationed in Ochoa , Rios, Jamaica, and the group. It was five women and two men, all just friends. The men were from Ochoa Rios and our vacation was experienced as if we were natives. It was amazing. We stayed in a condo, went to the local grocery store, experienced the local clubs. And we even went roller skating one night, leaving the roller rink, which was actually an old tennis court. We decided to walk back to the condo because it wasn't too far. It was just us girls. And we didn't realize how dark Jamaica is at night. Wow. As we walked, we pray thanking God for taking care of us. Kids out of the dark, a pickup truck pulled up with a random stranger in the two Cedar cap. He offered us a ride and we quickly hopped in the back. We were safe and he was cool. Turns out he was from the Bronx and was visiting his family. You had me on edge of the seat, bear code, Sherry. Thank you for sharing. Thank you all contributors this week. I appreciate you taking the time to honor yourself to sit down for five minutes and create a story out of the words that I gave last week. I really, really appreciate you. And as you know, I am here every Wednesday at 7:00 PM. Eastern standard time. You can listen to the podcast by visiting, give you a break.com or on your favorite podcast platform, such as Apple, iTunes, Spotify, Stitcher, SoundCloud, diesel, and others. And so with that being said, and me being grateful for your listening ears, the words for this week are pyramid trapped chamber. Again, that's pyramid trapped chamber, you know the rules, but just in case you're new, the rules are number one. You hand-write for five minutes straight, no longer, no less set your timer and stop when it goes off five minutes. Number two, use all three words in the first paragraph. Use all three words in the first paragraph. And number three, do not go back and correct or edit your masterpiece. Okay. And once you're done, you submit it to stories@giveyouabreak.com again, that's stories. S T O R I E s@giveyouabreak.com and make sure it's legible, please, if you can so that I can read it. And if for some reason you can't hand write it due to a limitation by all means, type it up and send it over to stories at give you a break and make sure that I'm able to receive everyone's stories by Sunday evening so that I can comb through them and get ready to present it to our listeners for the upcoming week. You can follow me on Twitter at creative Monique that's creative Monique with a K K R E a T I V E M O N I Q U E at Twitter. Well, that does it for this week. It's a wrap. Thank you so much for tuning in and remember plant compassion, reap compassion until next time.