TV advertising

The clock read 1:46am, Jen awoke drawing the drool back into her mouth. It took a while for her to work out what was going on. Oh that’s right; she had been working on her media assignment. Last week all the students in her class were tasked to design the concept for a fantasy movie. She was stumped for ideas. Jen checked her phone, but she had no new messages. Last night she had texted her friends hoping for ideas. Nothing they said had helped. Sighing, she slumped onto the table.

That’s when she noticed it. Down the hall she crept through the dark. To a room she hadn’t noticed before, the door slightly ajar, inside she went. There was nothing inside except an old style TV, sitting on a milk crate. The odd thing about the TV was that instead of displaying old black and white films about the masculine guy rescuing the damsel you commonly find on daytime TV. It displayed a high definition ad about some product. Stepping forward Jen switched up the volume.

From deep within the back of the TV came a sound, it was a very over excited man who exclaimed
“CREATIVE JUICE proudly presented to you from the folks down at Paradigm Industries!”
“One small bottle of this fantastic liquid could change your life, for the better. Inside this tiny jar are the ingredients that you need to create, imagine, design, anything you want”

As the man continued to ramble on and on about how brilliant their product is, Jen slowly began to grow tired. Just she just heard the man say “Let your creative juices flow!” There was a knock on the door behind her and it shut. Rushing to find out what it was Jen found nothing; expect a small bottle simply labelled “Creative Juice”
“Huh” She said to herself “Well, Here goes nothing”

And with three gulps she drank the entire bottle down. Feeling no different Jen went to leave the room but as she grasped the door handle she fainted. Behind her the TV was still going and one last statement was heard before it turned itself off.

“Beware, Effects are only temporary and do not last any long than 10 hours.”

Jen awoke in her bed. Tossing and turning she complained about getting up. Suddenly, she shot up, thoughts of her dream in her mind. She raced downstairs yet there was no door to be found. After coming to the realisation it must have just been a dream. Jen set off to school, her feet heavy as she walked because her draft was due today.

On the way to school, Jen started whistling a tune she’d never heard before and as she entering the corner store whistling the same tune it was so catchy that soon everyone else was too. Needless to say, a little freaked out, she left in a hurry.

In first period, English, Jen wrote a short story. The teacher, Mr Hilliard, thought it was so brilliant he decided to have it entered into the regional writer’s competition. Jen was usually never any good at story writing.

In Art, Jen drew and painted a surrealist piece for their assessment that she received an A+ on the spot. She had been failing art up until that point.

Then, At lunch while sitting in her friends she told a joke, so funny that it caused two of her friend to fall off the bench and one of them to wet herself. Odd, due to the fact Jen never was that funny.

Thought the day more and more events like this happened. It wasn’t till her best friend turned to her and said “Oh, Jen, You’re so creative.” That she realised, the creative juice must has been real. She ran off to last period in a hurry. She was going to present her movie concept of the top of her head, with the creative juice. She could do anything.

Jen’s name was called and she wandered to the front of the class, as the teacher asked for her written draft she said,

“No it’s okay; I’ll be doing mine off by heart.”
The teacher muffled a slight laugh at and said “Alright, Go right ahead”

Jen started to describe this amazing world and a journey across it that had the characters in great peril, By the first minute she had the class hooked but just as she went on the describe the main character, her mind drew a blank. Panicking she had to say something, the class looked confused.

“Are you okay, Jen?” The teacher asked.

Jen mumbled a response. Then she remembered a little bit of information in the back of her mind. Beware, Effects are only temporary and do not last any long than 10 hours. The creative juice had run out. She had nothing to continue with so instead she exclaimed “And the main character is a walrus!” Confused for a moment, the class then burst into laughter, even the teacher had a grin on her face.

Turning red and embarrassed, Jen rushed from the room, she was never going to trust TV marketing again.