Writing Prompt

Hi I’m Emily and I was in a foster home when I was in 14 but it was so weird the people weren’t normal people would get adopted but come back the same day and you would here whispering all night and oneday this girl her name was Elizabeth her nic name is liz she was so nice but anyway She was my friend she said that she kept seeing things in her room it was also boring and then the got a tv for al...

Ten year old Amelia walked to school on a gray cloudy day she noticed something strange about them they a seemed tired and blank the moved slow like zombies even her best freind acted this way last night their was a live broadcast that went to the entire sea meadow town some didn’t watch it but everyone in school did if u watched it you were persay popular instead Amelia was a good student and dec...

Her head hit the floor and the door slammed shut. She laid there for what seemed hours in complete darkness the hood provided. The kidnappers had grabbed her as she walked out of the grocery store and thrown her in the back of a van and driven for hours to this location. The room felt damp but she felt the warmth of sunlight and she pulled the cover from her head.

The walls were stone with one si...

They kept us here.

They kept us until the madness set in.

The madness sets in and we are set free… or so we think.

We claw at our shackles, we shake the bars and we scream defiance.

It didn’t work-

It made it worse.

So much worse.

They had found you, dragged you from your home and set your bones in chains.

All because you bore the mark of SoliSis, ‘tis a mark ...

I wonder if they look for me,

beyond these cellar walls.

For its the little kid that lives in me,

who beckons every call.

It’s been so long since falling off

That I believed we could be strong.

But how can we heal pain,

If there isn’t any fog?

Now for decades long

I sing this song beyond the cellar walls.

For im hoping those that hold me

would just tell me that im strong.

But its that litt...

Sally woke up feeling different today, something was not right. As she sat up, she looked around. " this is not my room." sally whispered to herself. She stood to find a window above her bed that looked to give a view of a hold that she had never seen before.in the reflection of the window she could see herself. Her skin was warm to the touch as she sent her cheeks. Her eyes were bloodshot and her...

My father past away in early October, he was my rock. The reason I kept going in life. When he passed away my world crumbled. It had now been 4 weeks since he passed away. I stayed in bed everyday watching television. Whenever he came home from work we would watch our favorite show, Full House. Our favorite character was Jessie. I haven’t watched it since his passing though, on this particular Fri...

"Im telling the truth, why does nobody believe me." I screamed. The nurse turned around and nodded. A second later nurses ran in. I cried as they held me down. I could feel them putting the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I could feel A needle poking my arm looking for a vain. For a few moments that was the worst pain I has ever endured. "How could they do this to me?" I thought before drifting asl...

They call me insane.

I can’t imagine why.

They locked me up in this room with an uncomfortable mattress, cracked walls and a tv at the bottom of the mattress.

When you turn the tv on it just shows you these strange moving patterns. I like it.

They tell me if I start acting normal I can go home, but what’s that supposed to mean? I’m not crazy, not insane, so how am I not normal? How do I ac...

hssss, the tv static buzzed in her ears, an annoying droning that she begged would just shut up.

she considered for just a moment punching the stupid tv and breaking it, but that wouldn't be the best idea, now would it?

no, she'd need a blunt object to break it with!

she wandered her room, looking for something she could use to just bash the tv to smithereens; it was all she felt like doing a...