Writing Prompt

I ran. I hid. It was just life.

But I never could have expected what happened today…

I crashed through the ferns, terror coursing through my veins. I could feel them gaining on me—their loud and murderous shouts ringing through the air. I shrieked as a branch caught on my sleeve, and tugged the laced fabric towards my heaving chest, gritting my teeth in pain as thorns tore both my dress and my ...

Come meet my friend

Her skin pale and white

Come meet my friend

Her soul the opposite of light

Come meet my friend

Hiding in the forest’s foggy sight

Come meet my friend

Behind your back, you know I’m right

Come meet my friend

Before everything becomes as black as night...

There was a girl her name was winter winter went into the forest and was never seen again. Her family reported a missing person report when she gone missing done done done they didn’t know what was gonna happen to winter but at least they tried winter being the person she is. She goes deeper and deeper into the forest. Oh I guess I’m in the forest winter says I am very confused. One time I woke up...

There’s a monster in these woods or so these stories say, no matter the truth no monster nor forest is worse than going back _there_ and so I don’t stop running deeper into the trees. I’m lost I know I am, I definitely know I’ve been running a while when some sort of fog starts to rise to my knees, I don’t know what that means all I know is it feels so much more unnatural than it looks, if I were ...

Hair like jet black silk, her white shapeless gown flowing in the autumn breeze. A thick fog hangs in the air, blanketing the forest that has now gone preternaturally silent. She stands with her back to me, unsettling, a small mercy that I cannot see her face.

I remember Nan's words, repeating them like a mantra in my mind.

_Do not look them in the eyes, and do not answer their calls - no matt...

She was… gorgeous. She had long, silky, dark brown hair that covered her face and she was wearing a long white flowy dress. A chill ran down my spine as her voice said, “Child of the king, daughter of the queen. Rosette White, what is the purpose of your visit?”

What was the purpose of my _visit_? Well, this ghost lady had to sort herself out. _I_ wasn’t _visiting_. She had brought me here to thi...

Elle était là, grande et blanche, ses cheveux noirs recouvrant son visage élancé. Je pouvais distinguer les lignes cassées de son menton aigu, entendre sa respiration lourde. Je sentais un regard me transpercer, mais je ne trouvais pas ses yeux.

Elle se tourne brusquement. Je sens une main se poser sur mon épaule, mais en réalité, elle est devant moi.

« Qui es-tu ? » je trouve la force de demand...

The woman stands before me, out stretching her long, spindly fingers. No—not a woman…not a woman at all. But something like it. She was obviously female, but not woman—not mortal.

I shuddered as she floated closer to me. Fog puffed in front of me as I breathed—she was freezing. I took a step back, my fleeting crunching in the decaying leaves from her trail. I pulled my arms close to my chest, go...

They said it was a bad idea to come here. But I never listen anyway.

Towering trees make it nearly impossible for any stream of light to make its way through. I had entered the forest at midday, but it might as well have been midnight. Only the soft glow from above the treetops makes it possible to see anything at all.

The wind whistles through my ears, playfully brushing my hair from side to si...

Princess April was dashing into the forbidden forest, her tiara dropping from her head while salty tears streamed down her face. She was running away from her problems of being a noble of her village, the harsh words of her father’s displeasure with her replaying through her head; she has had enough with the stress that she had to intake.

Growing tired, she slowed down her running before eventual...