Writing Prompt

My whole life I was celebrated as the judge of justice in the courtroom. But I wasn't happy. I worked too much and neglected my wife that she left me.

We never had any kids, so the divorce was quick and easy. I couldn't even hold her back and stop her. She just took her luggage and left without looking back.

Not only that, but I lost my friends too. In an effort to bring justice to the world, I ...

“I don’t understand.” “How is it any of your business that I like your best friend’s boyfriend?” “Yes, I know he has a girlfriend.” “No, I’m not going to get in between them!” “Why do you care?!” These were all things I should’ve said when one of the cheerleaders started interrogating me. Somehow, and I had my suspicions, the entire school had found out who I liked. Which shouldn’t be a huge deal,...

Everyone wants to judge but nobody wants to listen .

The nurse comes in .Shes carrying a tray that holds a bowl of what could only be described as

Cat food and some sort of jelly like desert .Every day at the same time she walks in and passes me the same tray ,the same food , the same sentence spoken .

“Hello mr Thomas it’s angie I’ve come to give you your dinner “

That same patronising tone t...

Everybody wants to judge, but no one wants to listen. In my family, being the oldest brother of five, I was supposed to lead by example—never do anything wrong.

But they won’t listen to my reasons. They don’t know why I killed my wife. To them, I am just a mad man. But they don’t know the whole story.

We live in a world where everything is free to those willing to risk anything to take it; thi...

They look down at me,

With narrowed eyes,

Casting shadows,

Spreading lies.

Each whisper cuts,

A silent blade,

In their judgment,

I feel betrayed.

Let them judge,

Let them sneer,

I’ll keep my heart open,

Facing my fear.

In the end,

My voice will soar,

Breaking free from chains,

Forevermore....

Do everyone wants to judge everything this is has definition of a laughing stock because the other countries are judging us how poorly we did everyone in this country is judging everyone and everything you do no matter what you do so we're no longer of freedom country and everything is you do is wrong because working your dream job is wrong making your dream wrong everything you single do is wron...

The physics classroom is quiet, except for the steady scratch of my favourite pen on the lined paper, gliding smoothly across the page. The equations are hard, but that’s nothing new. I copy them down, work through them.

I dotn understand what I’m writing but,

**It’s fine.**

The email notification pops up in the corner of my screen. Email: Subject Change Request.

I click on it.

Denied.

I read it...

To live in a box is to feel the pain inside

It is the reason we feel trapped in our own minds

Our thoughts rip us apart

From the inside out

I am my own prey

Without a doubt

My future feels suffocating

My lung start to squeeze

I see everyone accomplishing something

I beg to myself, please

Hurry it up

You have work to do

No time to dream

Think of the time you’ll lose

In the midst of 14

I feel eter...

Nothing was allowed to go wrong. Not in our little paradise amongst the trees. We lived at the peak of a cul-de-sac, when you came up the road it seemed as if we were the kings of our block, sitting pretty on our central throne. And with my husband as the president of the HOA, we practically did rule the neighborhood. The grass couldn’t exceed 3 inches, fences had to stop at the bellybutton, and a...

I felt the tears run down my face.

What would happen now?

I looked up and saw everyone staring.

Daniel looked mortified as he sank to the back of the crowd.

Typical.

The one boy I had a crush on, of course.

A teacher came rushing through the hall.

“Miss Adaline, I’m sorry but we cannot accept this behavior. I’m calling your mother, come.”

I bowed my head as I followed her out of the room.

Again.

F...