Writing Prompt

As the chilling winds swept through the desolate alleyway, Sarah's heart raced with every echoing step of her worn-out sneakers. She had thought she'd escaped him, left behind the pain and betrayal of their past, but fate had different plans.

It had been years since she last saw James, the man who had shattered her heart into a million pieces. Their love had once been an intoxicating whirlwind, b...

Now that the Love Lasts and Growing Up Takes A While series are over, I’ll be starting a new series called Demons of the Night. But I just wanted to give a little intro first.

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Demons live peacefully. Most of the time. Humans keep trying to sneak into hell to take the demons out from the inside. But when one in particular accidentally lands himself in hell while trying to patch a hole, Mor...

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat as she recognized the figure standing by the old oak tree in the local park. It was Ethan, the person who had shattered her heart into a million jagged pieces. She had spent countless nights drowning in tears, trying to mend the wounds he had left behind. But as she approached him, something felt off, something sinister lingered in the air.

Ethan turned to face Ameli...

Two years later, senior year:

Aristeo stood straight in front of his mirror, tightening his tie.

His mother and father stood proudly behind him.

“I can’t believe how much he’s grown. I mean look, he even has a fiancée.” His mother cried.

Aristeo turned around to face them. “Does this look okay?

His mother leaned against her husband. “It looks beautiful.” She smiled. “Dan, why does our little...

Inspired by Shadow. Hopefully it feels as relatable as I tried to make it feel for people.

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Clara watched Pierre closely through her shop’s window.

He seemed to feel her watching him, because he turned his head toward her.

Clara immediately looked away. *I can’t fall in love,* she thought to herself. *I can’t fall in love.*

Through the corner of her eye, she saw Pierre shrug, look away,...

Last and longest part. Hopefully a thousand words.

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Calypso ran quickly past stores and tall buildings. A small group of boys were chasing her.

“Come on, stop running!” One screamed.

People were now staring at this chaotic scene and whispering.

Suddenly, Aristeo sprinted around a corner and stood behind Calypso with his arms out to stop the boys.

The boys skid to a stop in shock.

“Ari...

It was any normal day: peaceful and quiet, yet busy.

Janie woke up, got dressed, ate breakfast, and walked out the door to go on her daily walk through the park before work. But this run would be the strangest one.

As soon as Janie arrived, she felt something strange was going to happen.

She got on the same trail and started walking, checking her watch every five minutes....

The grey clouds overhead complemented the mist that was wrapped around the park, blanketing it for the past two days. I wrapped my light cotton jacket more tightly around me, as if the mist could not penetrate the cloth while it was stretched out that way.

Above me, the grey clouds clustered together, as if congregating to plot against me. I picked up my pace, feeling the ground hand between eac...

(TW/- some foul language…I couldn’t help it y’all. Oh and some verbal abuse, I advise you to skip the flashback if you do not agree with my writing style/how cruel I made the flashback)

I smile as a take a deep breath of cool fresh outside air.

I am walking to my neighborly park just to get outside. Mostly because it has warmed up around twenty degrees in the past day from the quick-frost tha...

It was late, probably too late for Wren to be walking through Piedmont Park. She wasn’t alone in the park, though. She could see the outline of a couple sitting together on a bench beneath the blue glare of a light post. A jogger in the distance made circles around the running track. Still, a woman shouldn’t be crossing the park alone at 10 PM, hours after the sunset closing. If something happened...