The house was dark and quiet. The children were left alone and the adults were out for the night. There wasn't much they could do so they decided on a game of hide and seek. There were so many areas that a child could hide within a house. It just takes a little creativity. Frances counted to one hundred while the other two children ran to hide.

"My parents are going through a divorce," whispered...

Ten, nine, eight… 

She counts aloud. Eyes snapped shut with her face pressed against a wooden pillar. She pulls back a moment and flecks of white paint fall from her forehead. The spot itches and she scrubs the rest of the paint away with the palm of her hand. 

Seven, six…

Sneaking a peak over the railing, the front yard is visibly littered with things that don’t belong; an overturned couch, a ...

I tried so hard to hide

To hide from the truth

The truth that would drag me down

And make me lose

The truth that would make me easier to find

Easier to seek

You tried so hard to seek the truth

The truth i tried to keep from sight

And i lost the game of Hide and Seek...

In retrospect, hiding in the kitchen cabinet wasn’t the smartest move. I have effectively trapped myself as Thomas prowls the house with the sole purpose of finding me. But if we’re considering wise choices, agreeing to play wasn’t one of my brightest moments, either.

I can hear his footsteps echoing around the house. After all, we are the only ones home, the only ones playing this ridiculous ga...

(Ignore the prompt pls, I’m broke and can’t afford free write)

I**_ _**remember**_ _**the**_ _**night**_ _**as**_ _**if**_ _**it**_ _**happened**_ _**yesterday:**_

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It was but a quiet yet rainy night in the inked forest outside my ligneous cottage. I sat, as I did every night, with my wife, Eli, on our antiquated leather couch. A tv sat upon a tall, redwood table afront of us, showing our ...

Int hiding in a house

Hunter and prey stalking each other

You can’t find me

What you can’t see you can’t kill

my GPS bullet can

AI is a scam info crap in crap out

I can sneak up on you stab new I don’t need any fan to gear

It’s just you and me...

In the old wooden house, there was a game of hide and seek. The boy closed his eyes and sighed, and then he peeked. He tiptoed through the forgotten house, where he once practically lived. Calling out for Ana, his childhood best friend. His words floated so easily, yet not because he knew what to call. No, there was a dearth of care in his voice, and meaningless words don’t weigh down the heart. H...

“I’m not what you think I am.”

I clasp my hand over her mouth and pull her further into the closet before she could utter more. Our seeker counts down: 3…2…1. We stumble through old shoe boxes, pass through curtains of shirts, and tuck ourself into a cramped corner surrounded by purses. Our wall of protection.

“Shut up, Kasey! Do you want them to find us?!” I whisper. “The game has only just st...

Her brother’s eyes grew wide, first with shock, then fear, then anger, “Ellie!!” He said in a hushed whisper trying to push her out from behind the brush, “Stop it you’re gonna get us caught!”

She only laughed at his feeble attempts before steadying herself, “Shh shh Michael it’s ok!” She put a hand over his mouth and pointed into the woods they just came from, “Look.”

He begrudgingly tried to sh...

“Thwee…… fouuuur….. fiiiiveee…..”

Adrían’s voice seeped into the room in a sing song as Will squeezed himself inside Avery’s closet as if one of her clothing items. The hangers softly clanged over head as he sat, occasionally slapping fabric in his face.

There was just enough room for two of them, given Avery’s wardrobe was rumored to have pocket knives around here somewhere. Or at least, that...