Writing Prompt

“Stop! You can’t go to that side of the house, you know that.”

“We’ve stayed on the right wing of this small building our whole lives, I think it would be alright if we finally have a look at what mom and dad have been hiding all these years.”

“You know they aren’t bad parents, they aren’t strict. They let us do what we want, when we want, and they they love us, they do. They’ve only ever given ...

Two real estate agents received a listing to sell this house. What in the world can I say to promote this house? Beautiful open concept, unbelievable panoramic view .Can be made into a duplex . Owner very anxious to sell. The other agent replied, this property will not tip or dip your finances . Must see to believe....

“Dorothy.” They said it unison.

“Definitely Dorothy.” Joan laughed. “Maybe the Wicked Witch of the East is under there. Under that house that should not be there on the ledge.”

“Nah.” Joey scoffed. “It’s been there too long. Her body would have been absorbed by the earth. Or whatever happened to her.”

“Oh. Oh.” Joan was excited. “Maybe her ruby slippers are still there.”

Joey smiled...

“No wonder they called us,” My voice filled the space between me and Noah that had been empty for the last five minutes.

He shook his head and furrowed his brow, “How’d it even get up there?”

In true Noah fashion, he was already trying to find an explanation instead of really looking at the problem.

“I’d bet one of the giants got bored and moved it.” I shrugged after my statement.

We were ...

“It must be the wind.”

“The wind?!” Daryl replied incredulously, for he considered himself quite the amateur meteorologist. “How would the wind have done that?”

“I don’t know. Blown it or something.” John shrugged his shoulders, as if it was impossible to embellish this explanation any further.

“You think the _wind_, picked up old Gregory’s house, and put it on top of a cliff, undamaged?”

“We...

i forgave you over and over again.

convincing myself that you’d change. one day i thought it’ll happen…

but that day never came.

i went to war with myself.

i was out of the battlefield everyday, trying to find the good in you.

are you aware how long i looked?

i searched for hours on end digging and digging.

eventually i was able to reach the bottom.

there was only darkness, an empty black ...

I’m sitting here with my friend Bob at the beach. We are looking up at a house in shock. I wonder how it got there. It was a beautiful house. The color was nice, and there were outside windows, but who was going to clean up the mess after it fell and crumbled to a million pieces? Bob said the house resmbled the Manapoly game peace. I believed he was right. We had both smoked weed and felt the effe...

It seems like my life

Is always

On

The

Edge.

I’m fighting my mind

I’m helping someone rise

When inside

I can’t feel the need to survive.

My life is tipping

Over

The

Edge.

I don’t know

If anyone will catch me

As if that matters though

No one cares if a grain of sand went missing

No?

I just think of going missing

To see who would actually care

And who were true

And if come back and screw t...

(sorry this one is not very long)

Melody stared up at the blue house framed by a grey, colorless sky. It sat on top of the giant building which she and Elissa had just come out of. They stopped walking, both pondering how it could've gotten there.

"Now, do you think they did that on purpose?" Elissa questioned. "I think they probably did."

"Yeah," Melody agreed. "It reminds me of something that...

“ I think it was a tornado. Like in The Wizard of Oz.” She says.

“ I think that’s foolish.” I say.

“ So then what do you think caused it?” She says

“ Simple human error.” I say.

“ You think that about everything.” She says.

“ Indeed I do.” I say.

“ Huh.” She says.

“ Huh indeed.” I say.

“ Stop being a smart ass.” She says.

“ Smart ass indeed.” I say.

_silence_

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“ Or maybe it’s just an illusion,...