Writing Prompt

I heard the screams of people before I could completely peel my eyelids open. The heat from the fires raging around me, the bite of broken glass digging into my body. When I finally do manage to open them I wish I would’ve stayed in the peace of unconsciousness. There was buildings lying in rubbles heaps, and the wounded and dead were scattered amongst the wreckage. The sky was a hazy red, like al...

“It’ll be okay, Dominik ! I promise!”

Dominik frowned. Jolene was known for her clumsiness. She could be walking on a completely flat surface and still find something to trip on. That fact made him reluctant to leave her alone for too long. She had begun pushing for independence recently. Going into the kitchen to make her own peanut butter sandwich unsupervised was one of the many things she had...

Hello! Hey! Welcome! Welcome to my living room! (I use the word “room“ loosely) if you want to know what chaos look looks like, you’re in for a treat! My living room is such a sight, you just might lose your feet. Anywhere you try to go there’s something in the way. But you don’t have to worry cause you never have to stay! So don’t trip!...

“You know the smoke really does a number on your lungs”

He says to me as I just barely regain my ability to hear.

Reading about war time events never really did justice to the pure mind fuck of an attack. You know what? Forget mind fuck, it’s more of an sight, hearing and smell fuck. Your eyes go bright white and then little black spots dance around until you’re nauseous. Your hearing sounds e...

_(I fr almost died of flustered-ness on Sunday! Let’s see if I stay a hopeless romantic or if I evolve to just a normal romantic_😃👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻_. Hope you have a great day!)_

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God, I’m so

Flustered.

This flirting

Is something

New, something I’m

Not used too!

I’m a

_Hopeless_

Romantic

Not just a romantic,

It should be clear

I’m flattered.

I’m as red as a

Tomato

And

I think I’ve forgott...

The produce drawer was full of old berries: withered, spotty and moldy in their plastic clam shells. Too many days gone. Past their appeal. Dying beauties. Another sacrifice to my work, busyness and distraction. Another item untended. Money wasted. Labor for naught. Summer waning.

The rescue effort was swift; Washed, sorted, sliced, into a pot. Pour water. Sprinkle sugar. Dash of cornstarch. Hea...

Allen was glad to finally be home. He had been on the verge of going home for the night when he finally figured out what was wrong with the initial sketch for the house he had been instructed to design. Now it was nearing 8:30 at night and he told his boyfriend and their roommates that he would be home by 7. As he was driving home he felt guilty for being out so late, but now, standing on their fr...

Chaos erupted in the cavern. Rocks were falling from the sealing, there were screams echoing throughout the catacombs. Maggy searched the sea of monsters and people trying to find Quinten. “Quinten!” She screamed, hoping on a table trying to see into the chaos. That’s when she spotted his copper brown locks. A monster lept at Maggy knocking her off the table. Maggy scrambled trying to get up but t...

Today my mom got a call.

My cousin was being placed in foster care.

His mother was in custody.

For reasons we did not know.

My cousin’s grandma lied and said he was sick.

“Sick” for a week.

Really in a foster home.

We didn’t know where the baby was.

We thought that she was with the family on her dad’s side.

My cousin didn’t have any other family.

We go a call.

It was much worse.

My aun...

Sirens—so many sirens. Cacophony erupts as people run for cover, their cries, screams and tears all muffled by the voluminous backdrop of scattered explosions.

Rick’s head was pounding. He hadn’t slept well last night, and tonight wasn’t looking be any better. With a weary sigh, he edged toward the front of the house, approaching the picture window. It sat there, curtains drawn, taunting him lik...