Writing Prompt

When I was a kid , my family and I used to live in a real big house. There was only 6 of us with 10 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms and 2 kitchens. One of the rooms my mom used as a “Punishment room”. It had no windows or furniture. There was a door in the room but my mom said it was just for storage and I have no business opening up that door. One day I got in trouble at school for cursing out my teacher s...

It is cold and it is dark In the room I’m in With not a sign of escape

It has no windows or doors No lights I can see So I stay here for I know

It doesn’t want me to leave But it’s not that bad It will keep me company

It treats me the best it can Tells me what I am It teaches me all I know

It freezes me to the bone Stops me from moving Burns me with its frozen grasp

It gets smaller and smalle...

The room was dingy, dull, dilapidated. The small girl’s hazel eyes had just enough time to widen as she realized what was happening. Then the cellar door closed and she was trapped in the small dark room. “Daddy?” She called. Screaming could be heard from outside. The terrible sound of scraping metal and breaking glass. The girl began to beat against the door, frantically attempting to ge...