Writing Prompt

_They stepped closer._

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Oh, come on. I’ll give you anything else- you don’t need more of that.

_They hissed. 4 minutes left, their eyes seemed to say._

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Anything else? sure you don’t want to just chill out and leave me alone? Come on, just because I didn’t give it to you today doesn’t mean you have to kill me, right?

_More hissing. 3 minutes._

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I sigh. You can’t just wait a few m...

I know that in this moment, you see nothing but a frightened stranger standing before you. Yet I ask you to look deeper, to see a life shaped by hardship and resilience—a life that still holds so much to give. Spare me now, and I promise my story will not be one of wasted breath.

I was born the illegitimate child of a single mother who juggled two jobs and a complicated relationship, striving to...

“I will do it! Don’t test me!” The man said holding a knife in his clenched fist. His chest was heaving, gasping for air. He was angered and confused, not in his right mind.

“Okay, okay. Look, I understand that you are angry, but you don’t want to kill me.” I said, trying to calm him enough to let me go.

“And why would I want to keep you alive?” He said, his voice sharp with rage.

“Becau...

Amid my own abduction is probably not the best time to consider quitting therapy, but I’ve never had more proof that it’s not working.

With only minutes to think of convincing arguments for this psycho to let me live, I’ll be honest…

I’ve got nothing.

We both stand.

Them, staring back at me with an expectant expression under the dim light of a dangling bulb.

The condensation from a pipe dr...

What instant gratification are you seeking? If you follow through executing this horbid act you will endure consequences; endure the stigma of being a savage, time in prison, inflict fear into your families core, devistate my family, make it challenging for you to get a job and restart your life, the amount of debt you’ll have to pay off all because of a qualm with me over something that can be r...

I sat tied down to the chair staring at the man standing before me. He snapped his rubber gloves on, playing with the blade in hand as if taunting me with the power he held. He could do anything to me. He could, and would, kill me eventually. But at the moment I understood that I had a chance, I had time to talk. I had time to convince him I wasn’t fit to die to his blade.

Five minutes.

“Pl-ple...

She takes a moment to remember how to breathe, and draws in a good amount of air to deliver the life-saving speech. But the words don’t come. What does is an almost exasberated sigh, and her eyes widen in horror. This is not the moment to falter.

“Nothing?” he says. He fingers the trigger of a gleaming silver pistol, directing the shot somewhere between her eyes.

“Please,” she croaks.

“Please? Wow...

Their manic eyes lock onto one another. His swirling with anger, hers with strength.

Darcella forced herself to not look away from him, there was nowhere to go. She knew if even the slightest bit of fear slipped through the cracks, he’d attack. For the fact she valued her life, she could not let that happen.

In this isolated, dark and dingy room, she could not hide, could not run. Regardless, s...

Dawn regained her consciousness in a dark room. It smelled of a mix of mothballs, a damp basement, dust and blood. Blood? She looked around the room. It wasn‘t like the horror movies her best friend liked watching so much, with a rickety chair, a singular squeaky lightbulb and a creepy figure with blood dripping off an axe behind her. It looked more like an old attic, fairy lights strung up on the...

“Go ahead “ I say my voice barely a whisper .

“ finish me off ,it’s what you came here for

Isn’t it “ my finger finds the knot in the rope that ties my hands together .Keep him distracted I think , keep him talking . “ If you think killling me will rid you of me then your wrong “

I slowly start trying to pull at the knot .

“You can kill my body but my memory will live and you can be sure that ...