(Context: I wrote this about my internal battle with my sexuality. It’s about how I felt on my journey to accepting my self, I’m not sure if it exactly fits the prompt, but it is a self reflection of sorts.)

Blackness fills everything around me. Empty darkness is all I see. I touch the walls around me to make sure I don’t run into anything. I feel a cold hand touch my hand. I shrink back.

“...

King Conrad sits in his throne studying a map. The King, usually put together, is desheved as he runs his hand through his hair. His forehead wrinkled and his black/grey hair sits messily under his crown. Leonard, the King’s right hand man walks in and bows and then stands up.

“Here is your daughter as you asked, Sir.” Leonard says.

“Thank you, Leonard.”

Princess Alanna walks in wearing a be...

I stand on my balcony and look over the dull colorless city. You’d think I’d like it here in a billionaire’s penthouse apartment after growing up an orphan on the streets. The truth is, I don’t hate living with him, I hate living in this fucking Dome. A bubble surrounds us to keep out the harsh toxins of our abused planet. The air in the dome is filtered and everything is kept pristine. There is o...

Damn! They’re gaining on me. I try to paddle faster. The oar breaks. Rotting wood. I slam my foot down in frustration and it goes through the canoe and it sinks. Fuck! I jump out of the boat and swim as fast as I can without looking back. Lucky fir me I was a competitive swimmer in high school. The water is freezing and my pursuers get closer, but I’m faster. Suddenly I come up to a waterfall. I l...