Writing Prompt

“Once you do this, you can never go back, understand,” Gregor explained, stoic and solemn, “Tenerent must be able to prepare for what is coming.” He was being completely earnest in his statement about the dangers of this journey, but also how it would change Rodi in the process. Rodi looked at the old man, wise in his old age. Something about his demeanor struck fear into Rodi as he contemplate...

Once i’ve

done this

i’m never

going

back

and yet

it’s clear

but

i don’t

understand

once i’ve

fallen

i can’t

fly

up

and yet

i trip

but

do i

catch myself

or do i

fall head

over

heals

for you?

accept

i think

fate decided

for

me

because

now

i’m passing

clouds and

sky

stars

and moons

are

above

me

and im

waiting

to crash

on the

ground...

“Once we read this, we can’t ever go back. You understand?” Jeremiah warns in an overly serious tone.

Lou doesn’t quite get it. Maybe it’s a movie reference. She doesn’t watch things that has no animal main character or at least heavily featured one.

“This isn’t the Matrix, Jeremiah,” Ria points out, putting an end of Lou’s confusion. The Matrix doesn’t sound like an animal movie.

All eight ...

_“You promise me you won’t?” he asked me, his eyes searching mine. He held my face between his hands. I knew he was looking for any sign of doubt or lies on my face. _

_“I won’t,” I swore honestly. “I could never do something like that, trust me.”_

He had kissed me after that. I thought he had loved me, but he was just making me promise him something, when all the while he was lying to my face. ...

[Not The Brother prologue? *renamed*]

{Two years earlier}

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“Callie, truth or dare?”

I scoff.

“Me? Hazel, you have the wrong idea,” I mutter, crossing my arms to look the blonde in the eyes.

Hazel glares at me, along with Heather.

“Calliope Millie Summers, have fun for the first time in your life,” Heather demands, “now, Hazel. Ask again.”

“Callie, truth or dare?”

I grumble a ...

“Mia,” his voice cracked. “You understand, don’t you?”

I gasp as I hold the knife inches away from my already bleeding wrist. This is number four, and I needs to be the last.

I shake my head, my hands shaking as he holds one of his out to me. “You can’t do this.” I cry softly, tears slowly tickling down my cheeks.

He keeps his hand out, his black eyes filled with tears. Tears for me. “I can,” he...

Once you do this,

you can never go back.

You understand?

If so, wave both hands.

Too hard to rhyme

Maybe another time

Don’t be so kind

Oh just never mind.

This poem stinks.

Open eyes don’t blink.

It’s worth the kitchen sink.

I’m on the brink.

I’m all finished.

My poetry diminished.

Need to eat my spinach.

Maybe then I’ll replenish.

Tessa🦋...

Tw: slight gore

“Once you do this, you can never go back. Do you understand?”

He nodded to the best of his ability, holding the rope in his mouth. His teeth clenched tightly against the coarse and thick material, ready for the pain.

The friendly neighborhood doctor, Dr. Iven, raised his meat cleaver and smiled. A brief look of fear came into the eyes of the man held down by rope but was quickly...

I stopped and looked down. “I sleep with my wand under my pillow. Do you know why, Althea?” I looked back up at her.

She shook her head, not meeting my eyes.

“I sleep with it under my pillow because I am PARANOID that something will happen. I am so stressed out because of this whole stupid thing, that I can’t sleep if I don’t have my wand within reach.”

“What does ...

Wiston picked up the flickering candle and beckoned me over. I followed behind him, our lonely steps filling the cramped library archive corridors.

It smelled of old books and dust, and of wisdom, forgotten. And somewhere in here was the book I was searching for. The book that would determine my fate, and that of my family’s bloodline.

Winston turned left, down a narrow aisle that was stacked t...