Writing Prompt

Narrated by 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥, the misanthrope that rules the world.

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Dying is easy. You just lie down and it arrives. It’s staying dead that’s the hard part. Every moment you are hoping for the sweet feeling of release, of relaxation after stress, of your name being called by the heavens themselves after being stuck in a waiting room that humans labelle...

After a long day Willow has finally tucked herself into bed but as soon as she fell asleep, she had to wake up again. With a groan she hastily turned off her alarm clock and stared at her phone screen. Every day was the same routine. Dreading waking up, actually waking up, getting dressed and finally going to work. But in the end it was all a routine to her, she was used to it. She heaved her stil...

The year is 2018 and you’re a woman in her late 20s working at a popular daycare in a well known part of town. The daycare, which caters to infants and toddlers, has been a good fit for you as you have had practice with that age group and were thrilled to find a job in that field that was so nearby.

That’s right, just a short bus ride in an even shorter walk, you are able to reach your destina...

Kids say the strangest things. I think they need new filters, theirs must be broken. But I am glad, because a hyper child is more interesting than any movie could be. They say things like, “I need to go to the hospital!” And then she will show you a hurt finger or a scaped knee, and your get to pretend like your work at a hospital.

Or say that you are such a bum for making them go to bed on time...

Ellie and Molly share the toys please. And be kind to one another. Josh please get off of that. You can’t climb up there. You’re going to get hurt! Riley don’t put that in your mouth. That’s yucky! It has germs. I don’t want you getting sick.

Audrey and Lexi what are you girls working on over there? It looks like you’re doing teamwork on something. Would you like to tell me what you are doing? I...

After four solid years of receiving my meticulously plotted instruction, Luanna gasped.

"Ms. HM!" she shouted, disturbing the sleeping hamster between us. "I think you've been secretly teaching me all these years!"

I pulled off my bedazzled party hat and set down my tiny kazoo. "What the heck did you think I was doing?"...

“Prince Kong, please don’t climb on the bookshelf.”

“No biting. No biting! I know you don’t have any teeth, still, no biting!”

“Swamp Thing, please give the son of Frankenstein his head back.”

“We can all take turns with the guillotine.”

“Sharing is caring. SHARING. Not SCARING.”

“No flying indoors! Let’s use our walking feet, please!”

“Yes, I know, Gelatinous Cube looks just like jello. But we do...

“What is that?” Claire asks pointing to his shoulder; her nose wrinkling in disgust.

Arran cranes his neck to look at the offending item. “Ah, that would be sick,” he said matter-of-factly. “I was in the baby unit tod-“

“You need to get changed,” Claire said now glaring at the dried stain on his shirt.

Arran refrained from rolling his eyes. “I was planning on doing just that,” he said heading ...

“Miss J, why are you looking at Lyla all funny?” Alex asked me before smearing paint all over his smock. Rolling my eyes, I darted over to the paper towels to wipe green paint off of Alex’s nose.

“Miz Jamie thinks Lyla is cute,” Dina told him. My face turned redder than the clay pot I was painting. Lyla is a nice looking art teacher, and so is this TA. (I’m the nice looking TA, obviously)

“Dina...

Continuation from yesterday’s story...

Matt was my ex and perhaps his wolf blood wasn’t as diluted as mine because he descended from a stronger clan. But still, he could control himself if he wanted to. If he wanted to... coming from a high-ranking clan, Matt sometimes enjoyed showing off his werewolf powers. That was obviously dangerous for all of us, but Matt’s clan could be ridiculously proud ...