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STORY STARTER

Submitted by Celaid Degante

Leaving

Write about a character leaving something, or someone, they love.

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Leaving

Leaving, to most people, is just a moment a goodbye, a suitcase packed, a chapter closed with the promise of another. But to me, leaving means something much heavier. It’s not just a step away it’s everything falling apart all at once. It’s silence where there used to be laughter, it’s empty rooms where love used to live. Leaving has never been a choice for me. It’s been a wound that never really ...

Goodbye

Clock keeps ticking

We all are waiting

For the inevitable,

Though our minds know,

But our hearts still

Not able to accept,

Not able to

Say our final goodbyes

To the woman

Who has been a constant

Fixture in our lives.

We watch her shallow breathing,

Her once expressive eyes closed,

An angelic smile on her face,

Her soul trying to leave

Her fragile earthly body.

We are all gathered

With tears i...

Goodbye

Goodbye world goodbye me. I have a lot more to do in life but, not much time. I don’t know what to say, or who to tell but soon I will be on another planet, leaving all my friends and family I have created life here and now it’s good bye. I can’t just stand here I have to do something watching them and I am here I can’t I just can’t! I can text but that’s not like a hug, when life is hard I need t...

A Letter For You

(Do you know something about the _Aristophane’s mith_?

It’s written in the first pages of Plato’s Symposium, and if you have the time or the interest, I truly suggest you to read it).


Dear half,

There was a time where i was part of you, and you where part of me. Our bodies where one, and our souls too. If I was talking about me, I was talking about you. Everything was so easy, nothing seemed impo...

The Goodbye

Driving on the winding road, I watch as the rain droplets roll down the glass from the passenger seat. It turns into a game— which one will make it to the bottom first. I secretly cheer on my favorite bead, forgetting about today, just for a moment.


It’s as if the sky knew what happened. It mimicked the pressure in our chest and let out its own tears. The trees bent to its wails; you could h...

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ā€œI Took All My Things That Make Soundā€

ā€œIt gets easier to let go, I think, the more that you learn to grow without the people you believed with every part of you would stick aroundā€


ā€œHave you let go though?ā€


ā€œI’m learning to-ā€œ


She takes a pause, as the tears she’s trying so hard to hold back keep building. Grinding her teeth in an effort to hold back the sob that’s begging to be freed.


ā€œ-it’s hard to let go when you still have pie...

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Best Worst Day

ā€œAm I being selfish?ā€ Rick keeps asking himself. ā€œI can’t be, right?ā€ continuing his inner monologue. Rick begins pacing around the room. ā€œI’m doing this for my future and hopefully creating a financially stable future too. I mean he would benefit from this too. I hope. I just hate that my choice has me moving across the country. I’m truly a bad person for this aren’t I?ā€ Rick drops in his chair f...

Go Easily

Death comes for everyone, but Death has been by my side for years.


"Are you there?" I ask, knowing the answer.


"I am." It replies, a mere echo. Death's voice was soft, easy as a lullaby.


I stare at the familiar figure in the corner of my bedroom. Amidst the fading wallpaper and the creaky floorboards it stood solemnly. So beautiful, as I've always thought, glowing with a gentle white light. My ...

I’m Fine.

Her hands, in an effort made to kill, wrapped around the girls throat with a maddening grip. I could only tell because redness began to emerge from below her fingers.


Veronica’s nails dug into her neck as she did, causing Kristi to let out a gasped groan. She couldn’t speak, and I knew it well.


I didn’t know what to do. What could I have done? Sam was standing there behind Veronica, orchestrati...

Dad

This writing is about a character but it’s also basically about me lol. Enjoy!



10. When a girl becomes a woman. 10 years was the only time I had before he left. Now he didn’t actually leave but it’s like he did. We used to sing on the top of our lungs to classic 90s rock and color to our hearts desire. Attached at the hip. I remember the way his warm smelly breath felt on my little face and the ...

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