The Essay

Peter stared mindlessly at the blank white screen before him. He hadn’t moved in an hour. He knew he had to finish the essay by tonight, and it was already nearing evening. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t think of anything. He decided to take a short break. Maybe a walk around campus would do him some good?

And so, Peter strolled on the rainy day on the concrete walkways of his university campus. He tried to enjoy the fresh air, but found his mind returning to the to-be-written essay. He should be working on it now… Time was running out, he had put off the paper for too long, thinking he could just do it later.

Feeling no better than he had when he’d left, Peter trudged up the steps to his dorm room. He briefly considered simply not doing the essay, but he didn’t see himself as that type of student, and he doubted it would make him feel any better. Peter had written essays like this before; he knew he could do it. That didn’t make it any easier.

Peter slumped back into the spinning chair at his desk, opened up his laptop, and resumed his staring.

Only one story this day, but the next one (which should be published about a minute after this one) has more!

- Theory