Writing Prompt

Bella was a typical goth girl. She wore all-black leather everyday. Even in the summer, Bella refused to change her fashion. She wore fishnets on her arms and legs. Bella’s skin was a sickly pale, and her lips were blood red.

She was a modern day Snow White, without the innocence to her. Bella didn’t talk to a lot of people in her high school, but it wasn’t like she wanted to. If life wanted her ...

I rush to my locker as the ringing of the bell makes my bones vibrate, indicating the starting of 3rd period. My chemistry class ran late, and now I’m a rush of papers and folders as I scramble to make it to my next class on time. Though I suppose it’s too late for that. I catch a glimpse of myself in the small magnetic mirror that lives in my locker, and give my hair a quick brush with my fingers...

Dizzy

Stupid

Bomb shell

Funny

Sociable

Influencer

A genius physicist...

Tall and elegant

Super model

Walk with confidence

Not too volatile

Slim and slender

Sophisticated grace

Voice sweet and tender

20 inch waste

Blonde ambition

Envy of women

How did she get them

In truth she’s a man...

The steady sound of her footsteps matched the feeling of her heart pounding in her chest as Cresta walked the halls of the monastery again. It had been years she had been back in this hub of clerics she had once studied with. Now she was a woman, grown and employed in the temple of the Imperial Palace, a place very far from this serene temple.

Her heart thudded anxiously as she passed through th...

“Second quarter numbers are still circling the bowl. So let’s wrap the meeting up and move product. Rob, I’m going to need you to come in next week. Oh, 160 bucks. Venmo me your share of Saturday’s drinks tab,” Mac said.

The boss waited. Confusion galloped around the conference table. Broad shouldered, Mac loomed over his coworkers daring them to silence. Regan raised a timid hand.

“Chip in fo...

He seemed a dull sort.

Not much of a sport.

Reticent he was.

Whatever he does

Was not very much.

He’s not missed as much.

But for one strange thing:

He’s whiz at cooking....

She wants to wear crop tops and mini skirts…

She says “Girl, what?” And “Ohmygod, really?” And “that is so true, girl” like any teenager girl

She loves dancing

Pink

Soooo much glitter

She’s such a girly girl

She’ll have sleepovers with her gals from school

She wants to join the cheer squad

She’s an all American girl!

Except she’s Canadian and is homeschooled....

She was the ideal church girl.

She ticked every box that one might expect her to tick.

She went to church every Sunday.

She prayed before every meal.

She never disobeyed or sined;

and when she did it was something small or insignificant

like forgetting to say amen before she fell asleep.

Her robes never fell shorter than her knees.

She never acted extravagantly or impulsively.

She'd always forg...

The sun was high in the sky when Dave finally unglued his eyes open. His Switch was lying facedown on his chest. Its battery must have gone sometime after his brain did. Was that a metaphor for his own motivation? His mouth was mothballs and cardboard, so he took a sip from the can that was still, surprisingly, upright by his dangling leg at the foot of the sofa. The beer was flat and warm. Anothe...