Writing Prompt

The day you were white and walk to a man in a suit

Waiting for you at the end of an aisle

Will be the best and worst day of my life

I’ll wear some horribly distasteful shade of pastel

One that we would have laughed at someone in Amy other day

And waterproof mascara so my tears don’t run down my face

And you’ll smile at me softly

Trying to stop them from coming at all

I’ll hand over the rin...

The rain hadn’t let up for hours. The kind of rain that slapped the pavement sideways and soaked your socks even under boots. Zara sat on the hood of the busted Civic, smoking a bent cigarette she found in the glove box. The engine was shot. Her phone was dead. And of course, her jacket was thin as hell because she didn’t think today would be this kind of day.

“Can I sit?”

The voice came from be...

I was in Thailand, soaking up the food, the culture, and the atmosphere, when my phone rang with a number I didn’t recognize. I almost ignored it, but curiosity won. To my surprise, it was my long-lost crush. Years had passed, he had moved away, gotten married, even had kids but that was all behind him now. And instead of calling for romance, he called with a favor.

I couldn’t help but ask, “Why...

It was a cold Monday morning when I dragged myself back into the coffee shop. It had been weeks since the last time I visited- and it was obvious to everyone around me why I was avoiding it like the plague.

It all started a few months ago when I first moved to town. I didn't really know many people outside of my job- but people seemed to know me pretty quickly.

The coffee shop was on the corner...

I fidget with my ring, twisting it over and over again on my left middle finger. This movement calms me, if only a little. However, it doesn’t help eliminate the anxiety I feel. No. The anxiety always stays, like the smell of strong onions in your mouth. It is overwhelming and awful. It is something you want to get rid of, but can’t, no matter how hard you brush your teeth or how much Listerine yo...

Two individuals are going through

And it happens as always

Life

“I’ve never met anyone like you before”

“You should be grateful for that”

Could either be good or bad

Glad

The nature in this is

You can learn from either or

Lesson

Mhm mhm

Destroy

It won’t do

Why not fight?

You’ve been giving the strength to

Endure

So, coming is a day after tomorrow

As soon as you wake up find your joy....

I wouldn’t consider myself a particularly negative person. That’s an awful attribute.

But no matter how hard I try to showcase the sunshine and rainbows of my character, people only see the grayness that overcasts my positivity. It’s frustrating really. Why can’t anyone see that I’m such a lovable beam of sunshine? Though I must say, I do hate the sun. It grossly bakes my flesh.

To prove myself...

*💖😎:)*

(Guys! Should the main character not the kidnapper but the other one, be male or female?)

“ So you haven’t thought of the murder plan yet?” I got up and flipped through the notebook.

Nope!

“Sit- You know what I don’t care.” He sighed and sat on the chair that I was sitting on.

“You gonna eat this?”

I held up the chocolate bar.

“No.”

He looked to the floor.

“I’m lacsointal...

(I couldn’t fully spell you in the title, too many letters. I hope you enjoy my take on this prompt!! I might change the pov to third person, and give the characters actual names one day but I don’t know yet.)

I smiled brightly, “I never met anyone like you before!” I said happily to the man across from me.

He looked at me as I said those words, something changed in his expression, it was subtl...