Writing Prompt

She laughed at the mess she made. It was a shiny sunny morning, with nothing to lose and no where to go but up. The surrender was official and real, and now it’s time to just start walking forward. The journey began from a place of isolation, filled with many quiet nights and many silent moments. The silence brought an energy of calm and internal peace. There were many days of self-reflection and ...

She wanted it that way. She wanted to break out of her life. The house of her mother, where everything had to be perfect. No mistakes. Mistakes are failures. Mistakes are a disgrace. Everything had to be neat. The house, the garden, the clothes. The house with the modern furniture, the clean spots. No clothes on the floor. No dishes staying around. No shoes in the middle of the entrance. It always...

“Urghhh!” She groaned, dragging the eraser across the page until the paper nearly tore.

An hour no, maybe half a day gone, and still nothing looked right.

The strokes were either too thin or too thick, too rough or too curved.

Nothing felt right today, even when she kept sketching the same character over and over.

It was like chasing a shadow that always slipped through her fingers.

Lizi let out...

Not even an ounce of jealousy from him, nor a flicker of regret. He sits in his little corner booth, sipping whisky, devouring the groupies around him with his eyes as they giggle at whatever stupid joke he said. I slow my pace, hands tightening around my many heavy shopping bags, ensuring he sees that I’ve moved on from what I thought was his love.

But nothing. Still nothing.

He’d kissed anoth...

Alex started to cough aggressively as he lay on the couch

He hadn’t been feeling well for the past few days and it was taking a toll on him.

Candy sat on a chair next to the couch, observing how Alex was.

She seemed nervous and anxious as if wondering what she could do for her best friend.

Suddenly, she gets up and looks at Alex, then heads to one of the kitchen cabinets and grabs a painkiller...

She went to her husband to tell him the good news that she was pregnant but when she walked in there was a peace of paperwork on the table she looked closer and it was DIVORCE PAPERS he wanted to get a divorce so she yelled and screamed WHYYYYYY!!!! He said "what I just don't like you anymore" in a stupid lousy tone then she yelled "well I'm pregnant" and he yelled "oh then nevermind" but she did...

The parts of spare metal thrown together, the bolts and screws titened just enough to be utilized, the grease stains and the smudge marks from her fingertips.

The year was 2089, and Lucy was laughed at the school year before for not having anyone.

However, this year would be different, she used her wrench to titen one more screw to hold in the dizzy mess of chaos she called wiring, slamed the b...

What a mess

Look at my dress

A disaster really

Not so silly

Have a good laugh

Now take a bath

Then come clean up

The house is quite rough...

“Looks like I did it again, Peanut.”

Hair plastered to her face, Meg sat cross-legged in Nathan’s closet. She rested her forehead in her hands. Peanut, never one to miss an opportunity, leapt off a stack of old records and jumped in her lap. The terrier licked her salty face. What had started as a simple project to find a sentimental gift for Sean from Nate’s things had mushroomed into a time cap...

Dahlia Voss laughed, but it wasn’t polite. It wasn’t sweet, like the practiced laugh she’d trained herself to give, the kind that landed softly, like tulle brushing the floor. This laugh was jagged and guttural, tearing from her lungs like a secret finally screamed aloud.

Around her, ruin stretched in every direction. The gallery was drenched in red. Canvases gutted, glass glittering beneath her ...