Writing Prompt

I have three scars. On my face, that is. All with their own fun stories. The first one, a cut on my forehead, was made from running into a door. I was running from a ghost with my best friend, Valerania, and I ran into the door like a foozler. Moving on, the one on my cheek is from my sister, Kathrine, during one of her tantrums. I never knew a simple charger could do something like that! And the ...

I have a large scar. It's distinctive features and sheer magnitude draws everyone's attention. I can't escape it. People watch me. They stare. I try to hide, to run, but it is always spotted.

The pain it brings me is unbearable. Days and nights, I cower in my room afraid of being seen, of it being seen. But people always know. It represents who I am. It's not just part of me, but is me. And I sme...

What a thing felt

behind the threat of a belt

and when they stopped lashing,

they’d beat me into line

and when I’d try

to build life clean

they did their best

to burn my everything

so now, I stutter to myself

about daily things

and feel the room

to see if it feels clean

avoiding all others

to save myself

even if they

haven’t done anything...

Pain is my ever present friend.

Some days it whispers to me. Other days, it roars in my face, slicing its flaming claws down the path he carved into my skin now healed.

Most of the time, I welcome it as it reminds me of the path I am on that I committed to seeing to the end. I would hand over my soul to the devil if it meant I could look into his eyes as my retribution marked his skin and cleave...

A scratch

A scab

A scar

In how I got it

Well im clumsy

Or Thats what I say

I don’t I know the real reason

On how I get my scars

But I get one every year

I heard the reason

Is from when I was an infant

Thyroid problems

Caused some muscle development issues

It’s not my fault

But sometimes it feels like it

They say I get cause

I don’t have full control

I don’t know to be honest

I am no...

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Six scars

Just one more

It won’t hurt anything

At night the scars come out

Get evaluated

And end up getting more companions

To then do that process all over again the next night

With the cold sharp blade

That solves all the problems

Just for those quick moments of adrenaline

Everything goes away

I can’t stop

Some part of a scar always has to be there

To be noticed

Cause I...

The fractals first appear an hour after the strike, like the pristine edges of snowflakes stained into skin.

_There was a storm. The thunder made the house shake._

Running down her arms like rivers, they branch out into smaller and smaller segments. Nature’s tattoos, the fossil of an electric charge.

_The phone rung, quivering in its hook on the wall._

Lightning’s flowers, the nurse calls t...

Ash looked down at her hands.

It had been centuries since she devoted her mind, body, and soul to Blaze. She had done it for Mara- her best friend. She had done if for her two wonderful children. She thought Blaze would bring Mara back to life once she joined him. She thought the power she would get from joining him would let her be able to protect her children. She was wrong. He pulled her away f...

A scritch

a scratch

a little mark

A dimple

a pimple

a dot

A scar

A bruise

a permanent tear

Purple

blue

green

Was it a cat

Was it a car

Was it another person

Did you fall

Did you amke a mistake

Did you break your arm on a date

A scar is a scar

Beautiful and bruised

You are ok

A scar is a scar

and I still love you

Scars in all...

TW: c-section trauma

A shiny line crossed her lower abdomen, jagged and dark. The width varied, created by an uncertain scalpel. She dragged a finger along the uneven crease, her nail indenting further. The skin of her stomach seemed to push back, jarring her sliding finger, sticking every few millimeters. The scar felt fragile. Thin. As if it wouldn’t take much pressure to slice her open again. ...