Writing Prompt

Where are they? I try to take a deep breath. It shakes as I exhale. Where are they? I don't see them. They said they would come. But they aren't here. They probably went somewhere else. Without me. My fingers twitch as I bring my palm to my chin. They are probably having fun.

But... what if they have too much fun. My head throbs. I bring my hand down and sink my nails into my pant leg, slowly pul...

Why wasn’t I included?

Do they not like me?

Or was it an oversight?

Maybe I’ll ask.

Oh this just stinks.

Who will be there?

Dang I’ve got to find out!!...

“Am I missing out on an incredible adventure? Am I jeopardizing friendships with those I cherish? Am I the one who plays it safe? What experiences await me? Why should I seize this opportunity?

As humans, we crave connection. We need time to unwind with those we trust, yet often we hold back. We say, ‘Not today,’ but why? If we seek attention and companionship, what keeps us from embracing it? Fe...

This is fiction. I'm playing around with writing in first person.

The first time I felt the emotion that I would come to know as jealousy, it was at my twin brothers’ 5th birthday party. At the time, I was three years old. It was the year the concept of birthday celebrations made an indelible impression on my psyche.

You see, at that age, I already knew one thing about myself, I loved attentio...

Jaime and Will are going to a performance art installation in the Tenderloin and I don’t want to miss it so I said I’d go. I really want to see it because yesterday a couple of my co-workers were talking about it and I was totally clueless. It was awful.

The only problem was that my family has their weekly video call at the same time and I can’t stand missing out on all the conversation there. Wh...

My eyes flicker when I see those white wooden bars. Tears flooding my eyes, I am shouting for help. Before I can comprehend my fears, your arms are reaching out for me. I kick my legs and scream, as the salt rolls down my cheeks. I hear a sound, _thump, thump, thump. _The air get warm. I feel an embrace on my cheek. My heart rate slows. I can feel the world getting heavier. I close my eyes, but th...

It’s severe.

I know I should’ve gone.

Says I don’t care, but,

I could’ve been.

The pressure filled my lungs.

I inhaled that stress.

In the past, at the fair.

I gave in to the peer and the present.

I can, I can.

What am I even saying?

I cannot....

Fear

Jeer

Leer

Wired

Excluded

Colluded

Protruded

Polluted

Ostracized

What’s your size

In disguise

Finally realize

Include

Your the glue

Not the flu

You come, too....

I was scared. Not of the shadows that hide under the bed, or the groans that houses make when everyone has gone to rest, no, it was something else, something that grows from your actions, learns from your doings. Your surroundings.

A fear of abandonment.

A fear of being left out, by the ones that I open my heart to in particular, the ones I have learned to care for, and it always ends up being t...

They’re all having a party tonight or this weekend and not inviting me. I just know it. He said he’s studying for his CPA. She said she feels like she’s getting a cold. Nobody is doing anything according to what they’re saying to me. But I know the truth. They all hate me. I’m Mr. Unpopular. Nobody wants to be hanging out with me. Nobody invites me to anything. Nobody wants me around. M...