Fiction writers: You’re stuck in an elevator with an intriguing stranger. Write this scene.
Non-fiction writers: You’re stuck in an elevator with a person from your past. Write this scene.
Walking towards the elevator doors, I saw her.
Her, whom I had a huge crush on since the fifth grade. Her, whom I kept thinking of all through the first two years of high school even though we parted ways after elementary school. Her, whom I thought I would have a blossoming and romantic courtship with when we were at the right age. Her, whom I was obviously crazy for at such a young age. Her, who made me think about how attraction to the opposite sex occurs in juvenile minds.
Her, who doesn’t know anything about my intentions.