Writing Prompt

Honestly, I was numb. It was- easy, to give into repetition. It was easy to follow the process, it was easy to be a perfect daughter and have a bright future. So long as I ignored myself, I abused myself before anyone else could. I was soft, until I focused. I was sweet, until I turned cold. I was perfect, until I wanted to crack. I was predictable, until I wasn’t.

My eyes were drawn to the groun...

how come,

father,

i’m walking down

this road alone?

how come i

pass each blade

of grass in

the sidewalk

and compare them

to myself?

utterly

alone.

see, if

only i’d known

you’d betray

me, then

maybe i

wouldn’t have to run,

doesn’t that

sound nice?

that i had

thought you’d

always be on

my side,

on this side

of the line

because now

i’m trying my

very hardest

to leave you

in a corner

of this

brain of...

She didn't look up from the cracks in the sidewalk, nor did she turn down her street to go home. Instead, she just kept walking. She didn't have a particular destination in mind, but that was the upside of being the forgotten one. Or the ignored one, if you prefer. She had time to figure it out.

Nobody would stop her; nobody would be looking for her. They would just leave her be. In a few days o...

There really wasn’t enough time to hang around after the job was done. Cheyenne had just rounded the corner before the first siren sounded, and her black sweats were making a swishing noise as the sheen pant legs rubbed together at a much faster than usual, faster than on her morning walks. The noise was lost on her, she didn’t hear much of anything, only focused on what she could see ahead of her...

I want to hide in the shadows it’s what I am be a ghost where simply no body knows me.

I’m the assassin of the night everybody fears me. I live of the grid anonymous unregistered.

Difference, no friends no connections just to walk away from my life it’s freedom.

Human contact is a slave slavery to emotion and authority. I’m a boss above everybody else. I owe nothing to anybody. I vanished into th...

She stepped over the cracked pavement, her sneakers barely making a sound as she walked, eyes fixed on the ground. The houses around her were all the same: faded, peeling, and suffocating in their sameness. She didn’t glance at them anymore, didn’t let herself see the worn-out fences or the dirty yards. She had stopped caring a long time ago. The noise in her head was louder than any argument she ...

Every day felt as heavy as the previous one, her body feeling heavier, weaker, the cane she was using to walk looked worse every day, always more used, the tip becoming dirty and the gems on top of it always hazy because of how she held it. Her eyelids were closing on her way to her house, the cracked pavement was such a eyesore to her and she couldn't do anything, it had been cracked for 52 days,...

Just keep walking

And talking

Straight and

Not dead

But alive

To thrive

Survive

Keep walking

No stopping

Straight

Quick gate

Don’t hesitate

Or wait

Just

Keep

Walking...

She didn't look up from the cracks in the sidewalk, nor did she turn down her street to go home. Instead, she just kept walking.

This town had nothing for her anymore. Promises of a better tomorrow were but dust in the wind, and all the hopes she had for the home that could've been were a pipe dream. Tessa should've known better than to put all her eggs in one basket, but she couldn't be faulted...

I was living in Mainland, Ohio at the time during Winter. I was lonely, my parents despised me, and I had no siblings. I wanted to just go away-VANISH.

One day, I was walking home from school, and I thought, “Hey! Why don’t I just keep walking and vanish?” So, I didn’t look up from the cracks in the sidewalk, nor did I turn down my street to go home. Instead, I just kept walking.

I had some mo...