Okay, so it's a pretty good idea. I'm starting to get a feel for Christine's character, since that seems to be the mode I'm in whenever these little 60 second writing prompts come up. All two times I've done it. Anyway, while I like the idea, I don't like that the site changes one's writing to all lowercase. For one, I like proper capitalization. A word of warning to you, English speakers: Not all languages have capital and lowercase letters. Cherish yours and use them properly. Also, this really just disrupts a lot of the potential power of a person's writing. I mean, it's fine (actually it's pretentious and stupid) if you want to write in all lowercase letters. That can be powerful and poetic (but, generally speaking, you aren't up the challenge, trust me), and that's fine. But proper and unusual capitalisation can also be a powerful prosetry (pronounced "prose-a-tree," a portmanteau that yours truly made up on the spot) tool. Taking that control away from an author can really rape an individual's writing style. (I also don't like how Blogger won't freaking preserve my indents, but that's a whole different story.) Anyway, on to my little bit of writing.
Alone and homeless. That's how Chris felt. Everyone she'd known had now left her. First Iris, then Joshua. Now, finally, even Adam was gone. Fuck. What on Earth was she supposed to do now? She sighed and slumped against the wall.