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Writing Prompt

STORY STARTER

Write a suspenseful scene, in a story of any genre.

You are writing a single scene, so you do not need to provide backstory or outcome, but your characters and plot should still make sense. Consider the elements of suspense, like pace, atmosphere, motivations, and stakes.

Writings

Behind Our Masks

Mason lunges at me. His white hair red, stained with Sophie’s blood. My heart hammering against my chest.


I roll aside, grunting as I land on the cold hard floor, my shirt riding up.


Fuck, where is xaden?!


Mason stands up slowly, breathing heavily. It’s reassuring in some ways to know that im not the only one that’s panting. The smoke fills the air.


_“You know…we’re a lot more alike than you...

Mary

On that day when the dawn broke, the wind was soft and quiet, from her window Mary could hear the stream of the of the river which lies just below the meadow of her home.  It brings her peace from the bustling noise of her husband and children getting ready to leave for the day.  Few moments after she observe a strange figure looming in the grass. Closer and closer the figure now appeared to be a ...

The Park Bench Confession

Larissa softy said like she’s sharing a secret


“You ever think about hurting someone, Lia?”


“What?” I was startled


Larissa laughed gently as I looked at her “Not like hurting hurting. Just.. I don’t know how to explain it. Making them shut up. People can be so annoying sometimes don’t you think?”


She picks a flower from the grass besides the bench and starts to slowly plucking the petals ...

Two Dogs

**The blade glinted—once, twice—as Michael drove it into Daisy’s throat. My puppy’s whimpers frayed into wet, gurgling rasps. Blood bloomed across his white Converse, ones he had just bought less than a week ago with money he had stolen out of my purse. His jeans drank it in, the denim fading from sky-blue to bruise-purple. **

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**My body had turned to ash. My hand hovered between us, tremblin...

Ashore

The roar of the waves as they broke on the shore was relentless, a deafening cadence as they crashed over the body of the small boy that lay face down in the sand.


He was still, lifeless, but for the battering of the waves as they pushed and pulled at him. Not even the seagulls circling above on the prevailing winds, peering down with hardened, dried black eyes that knew no conscience, knew quit...

Harm’s Way

Where is the truth? It hides so well, in cold and stark places, devoid of any meaning. Slippery like an eel, you can’t ever really hold it for more than second in your fingers.


When there’s that tiny moment, I realised I have been lying to myself all along. I felt meek, like I was submerged, underwater, I couldn’t speak.


He asked me again, but the question made no sense, so I couldn’t respond. ...

Endless

I wake up to the sound of cars on the road, a horrid smell filling the air. I desperately want to cover my nose but find myself paralyzed, unable to move. A light tap on my shoulder startles me, and despite my hesitation, I don’t dare open my eyes.


"You need to wake up now," I hear a voice say. "You're running out of time."


Using every ounce of strength, I finally force my eyes open and meet the...

Friend Versus Friend

Arabella felt the pain leave her body. Like a ghost.

She was numb.

She was a ruthless killing machine.

Who was going to die.

It was no use, being kind.

She saw that now.

She was good as dead anyways.

She didn’t want to win. She didn't want to win the fame that came with this battle. This was only a game, they promised!

They lied.

“Do it quick,” she told Charlie, her best friend. They had en...

Troubled Lands

“Planet 378. Journey across the universe has, so far, hardly been rewarding. At this point, I doubt extraterrestrial life exists. We found a couple of habitable planets, a few unintelligent microscopic species, but nothing ideal. It is quite unfortunate, but it seems to be the truth. Landing now. Hopefully, our luck will turn soon. Captain’s log, over.”


Captain Grundy ended his short monologue wi...

Save The Duchess

Where was she? I clung to the railing, looking down at the trains. There were so many. How could I-

There. A glimpse of black hair with streaks of blonde. Her face was stern but her cheeks were still round with youth. Just a single guard was with her. Just one? They didn’t know.

My heart picked up pace as the train began to move. I couldn’t let her go like that. So, I vaulted over the railin...