Writing Prompt

My hand shook as the ink sunk into the page. I folded up my letter, writing atlas in big, sprawling writing in the front of it. I once told him that his name was my favorite word, and now it made me tear up.

I put the paper in my desk, hiding it under a book. Hopefully, no one would find it until I came back. _If_ I came back.

I stood up from the chair, striding out of the room, refusing to lo...

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For context, this is a letter from the main character to her partner. The main characters name is Alora, and his is Atlas. Their world is divided, the North and South. They both have three royal houses, Alora and Atlas being two of them. The North can acsess magic, but the south is scared of it and avoids it. When Alora was still a baby, she was taken and given to a southern royal bloodline. Alo...

**_My dear Simon,_**__

_When I met you,_

_I couldn’t help but notice how strange those glasses looked on you,_

_how peculiar your hairstyle was,_

_and how beautiful all the chains and bracelets you used to wear looked on you._

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_When I met you,_

_I never thought you’d be interested in me—_

_much less that I’d become obsessed with the way you smiled at me._

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_When I met you,_

_time stopped,_

_a...

_“Dear Eliza,”_

The letter read

I clutched it to my chest

Scared to read the rest

I picked back up the letter

Sucked air into my lungs

And read on

_“I love you”_

The paper slipped from my hands

As did a tear down my cheek

And my back down the wall

She can’t be serious

Breathe in, and out, lets try again

In..1…2…3

Out….3….2…1

Pick up the paper

_“And I know you don’t feel the same”_

(But why w...

_12/23/1990_

_Dear her, _

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_Hey, me. What are you doing these days? Sittting at home, drinking from your pink Owalla and watching reels on your phone while you wait for the friends you don’t have to text you? Well at least I hope your not still doing that. _

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_I hope you’re off to college and having the time of your life with all of your new friends. I hope your getting straight A’s a...

“Dear Evelyn,

I write these words in the dark of another sleepless night, with my heart a tangle of love and lament. The cruel world has taught me hard lessons about trust and betrayal. Once, our love was a haven, but disloyal friends and mean whispers stripped it to its bare bones. If only this world had shown me a little mercy, I might have mended these broken fragments of my soul. Meet me at ...

_“Susan,_

_You know,_

_Your death will_

_Put on_

_Quite the show._

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_Blood,_

_Brains,_

_Spilled on the floor,_

_My promise to you is_

_Gore!_

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_When the bullet _

_Passes through_

_The head_

_On top of you,_

_Blood will rain,_

_Though you_

_Won’t feel the pain,_

_Luckily,_

_You’ll already be _

_Dead._

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_Sleep _

_With one eye_

_Open…_

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_You just might_

_Live_

_To see tomorrow’s _

_Morning li...

Dear Tommy,

I know you don’t know much. But that is im. Life has it flaws but it also has its upsides. Don’t fret about the people around you, they are just stupid human beings that are afraid to admit themselves. I know you were afraid to come out as trans, but I don’t care about that. As long as you stay yourself and your happy and that we’re still friends, that is all that matters to me. You ha...

Mom,

I know we’re broke. Thin walls. I hear your conversations with dad. I don’t think the boys know but I sure do. I’ll gladly do anything to help out with bills and groceries or anything at all! Just as long as we can still live in this house and have our normal lives continue and stay alive and together forever. You do as much as you can. I might get myself a job to help out a bit. Not sure wh...

April 3rd

Eli,

Sorry if this is messy. I haven’t written anything that’s not a checklist or a report in weeks. Or maybe it’s months. Same thing?

I just wanted to say I miss you. The kind of miss where it makes your bones hurt. You know that ache? I get it in my chest now, too. When I hear your voice in my head, I forget the dust, the noise, all of it.

I don’t want to worry you, but it’s gettin...