This got a good response in class today...
Writing exercise: start a story without using the letter "E"
I canít sound off as much as I want to. In this prison facility Iím sitting in, all of its occupants wait to walk out to a family with joy. I know all that waits is pain and ruin. Itís a cold world full of mutations. I wait for war, but I know this war could signal a burial of faith within humanity. I pay no mind to Godís words that many still cling to. I doubt all of it, and train for days that will soon bring bombs and lost souls. Only 10,000 of us carry on living, sitting on slabs of stony discomfort waiting. I donít doubt humans will soon abandon all that is known of prior history. I donít know if I should talk, or fight on my own. My stamina of thoughts and wish of a living family grant viability to my mind and body. My hands hurt. My back hurts. I wasnít born to climb walls as high as the gloomy sky. I almost didnít abscond on my first go at it. I did fall into a world apart from ours, and soon enough, I was caught and back within the bricks of agony. I carry on hoping what I saw was a lie, a vision of a beautiful mankind now a dark abyss of sin.