Writing Prompt

The lake. The lake where my skin crawls and i feel these cold souls lurking round my body constantly haunting me.Is this real? The water luring me in, promising secrets and chills, but delivering only the icy grip of the drowned. Shadows dance beneath the surface, teasing forgotten faces, and the trees surrounding it claw at the sky like skeletal fingers, forever reaching, forever empty.Each rippl...

_Dear Diary,_

_I’m scared. My mom is making us go to Lake Francis but I’ve read news reports. 8 people have gone missing after they went to Lake Francis. Mom wants the whole family to go so I can’t back out. _

_April 15, 2009_

_Sammy_

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_Dear Diary, _

_We just arrived at Lake Francis. It doesn’t look to bad there are other people swimming. But there this lady and she is just sitting on a tree stu...

_Diary Entry, June 5th 2006,_

There is something deeply wrong here. Completely wrong. Utterly, completely, horrendously WRONG.

There has been since we arrived at the cabin, Me, Yelena, Elia, their boyfriends and the only person here I really know (Griffin) who dragged me along because I had nothing better to do for the summer and I should meet his new friends “they’re cool.”

So, as I’m writi...

The lake was cold—but he was colder.

As I stood on the dock I heard the water splash from the fish in the lake. The cool breeze flowing seemlessly across my bare skin. The rustling of the autumn leafs as they fall to the ground. As I looked at nature at its finest, I thought to myself—nature. How can a world be so bright yet so dark? Beautiful on the outside—yet the longer you look you real...

I didn’t mean to do it. He told me so.

The blinking lights of police cars where everywhere. Cops questioning people—suspects. A little girl was sitting in an ambulance, a cop was talking to her parents. That girl was staring down at the ground. The cop finished talking to the parents came over to the girl. The mother hugged her while the father stood there, hand on the girl’s shoulder.

T...

She died here because of them now they all will. It’s there fault she gone they did not lison when she told them to stop.They knew she could not swim and yet they did it. Now it they’re trun I don’t listen to the screams they did not listen to her so now I won’t listen. They beg and fight thye cry and apologize but none of that will bring her back. She gone and nothing will bring her back. And now...

There was a boy that moved into this house by a lake he always wanted to go his mom always told him no then why she was sleeping he went to the lake got murdered then thrown in the lake fading behind the fog and darkness at the lake just waiting for someone to climb up the later you never know what waits in the lake....

I stood in my kitchen facing the lake, the weather caused a rather slow start to my day. It was cloudy with little to no sun to been seen. The water was still, not a ripple in sight. My eyes felt heavy, I hadn’t had my morning coffee yet. The jug had finally finished boiling and I made myself a nice hot cup of coffee. “ah”, with each sip I felt the life coming back to me. I wrapped my blanket arou...

It was a cool fall evening, the sun on the horizon, the water rippling, calmly. The couple were sitting far in the distance, on a rocky hillside, near the water. The area was very secluded, nobody was in sight except them. “Honey, look at the light on the boat!” The man grinned, pointing at the light in the distance, hovering over the water. The lady smiled, snugging closer to him. As they stared ...

The night is crisp——perfect weather for something to go wrong. The Lake is a camp for middle schoolers, although the kids who attend would say otherwise. The camp is known for its spooky tales. Many campers suffer from nightmares——well maybe that’s because of the reason they’re there in the first place. Trauma. All the kids have that in common. Most are teens; all the kids that attend have witness...