Writing Prompt

_Hello! I’m Selene and I’m thirteen years old! I was told to write about yesterday’s fireworks show and my opinion on it. I love fireworks! My parents brought me over to the park early before it started so we would catch the whole thing. It was loud! But also magical! There were all sorts of colors, red, purple, pink, and my favorite color orange. And they were in all sorts of patterns. It was fun...

The room is dark, lights out

As she sits in her chair

Wrapped in blankets

Hearing aids in a loose grip on her lap

The room flashes with lights from outside

Colours of reds and purples, blues and yellows

The soundless patterns and paintings

Decorating the sky once again

The fireworks show memories,

Shapes of sparks in the sky that resemble people, places, actions, and words

Her grandson sits ou...

TW:MENTIONS OF ANIMAL DEATH

Katrina, 6

“Mom… when are we gonna get home…. I’m hungry…” Katrina groans, kicking the seat infront of her.

“Katrina Vivian Marcelo! Do not kick any of my seats unless you want to walk home.” Her mother responds, glaring at her from the rear view mirror.

“But I’m bored!!” Katrina argues back, Katrina is convinced that this is the home run of an answer, how c...

Everything exploded. Sounds of screams filled the air as people ran past him.

Just screaming and laughing as they carried fire.

Before it started he was with his family, and not a care in the world. Now the end was near.

He somehow got separated from those he loved. He never knew this kind of thing could exist. The sheer terror, that he felt in this moment was unlike anything he ever f...

“It’s too cold, it’s so dark, why do we have to wake up so early, can I go back to bed after this?” Whined 7 year old Danyal. His grandmother had woken him up at 4:30am on a Saturday to watch his first sunrise on the first day of half-term.

“It will start getting brighter any second now, just keeping sipping the hot chocolate, and you’ll be as warm and cosy as you were before came out here”, she ...

Danny strode in like he owned the place, and his worn plaid flannel and jeans did not match his demeanor. He leaned against the booth and made a few selections, one arm above his head keeping his balance. The other hand intermittently stroking a beard of patchy white while trying to make a decision.

June was working the table where voters sign in, and had watched a few hundred people do this ver...

The grocery store is sooooo boring! The little girl didn’t want to go aisle to aisle with one like two of them having stuff she cares about.

Her Granny promised her some candy for coming with her. That makes the boredom a little easier to swallow.

Turning into another aisle, the little girl gasps.

A girl with pretty pink hair is grasping a cereal box.

“Look Granny! A fairy!”

OoOoO

She i...

The worlds an open book

With fairytales are world

Made up stories and we’re

Liveing in one oh oh are

Storie is so odd i don’t know

How to explain it i just feel

So odd in this big world

This big world is are book

That we write in page to page

So don’tpretend it’s fate we all know its not

Oh oh theres a plot a plot that

No no ones ready for are you ready

To explore your picture book

With lio...

“It’s a … cup,” Nell said.

“I know right,” Haley said. “isn’t it simply gorge.”

Crowds of people bustled around them. An ocean of gleeful grabbing hands reached for the boxes of thermal cups. Blinking in confusion, Nell watched the towering stack of boxed cups be swarmed.

“Does it do something else? I bet it connects to the internet. You can text,” Nell said.

“No, it’s—“

A brilliant flash bl...

Her body laid among glass shards, dented black mental and steady streams of blood running down the fragmented vehicle.

It was almost an art peice. The kind the edgy artist who stayed in the corners of the highschool. Face painted in only backs and undeserved hatred to the world would heil like a God.

Not her. She analysed it with a displeasured faced, her golden eyelashes fluttering at her bro...