Writing Prompt

Lefty- No, no this doesn’t make sense!

Righty- Oh come on, it’s just art

Lefty- But look at the eye! It’s in the completely wrong spot!

Righty- it called abstract art, it’s suppose to look like that.

Lefty- No! No! Stop this nonsense, it’s hurting me.

Righty- Stop being over dramatic, if you don’t like it then just let me take over.

Lefty- ahhhhh!!!!

Righty- ughh, the class is almost over.

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In the quiet solitude of a writer’s study, an internal debate unfolded—a dialogue between two halves of one restless mind.

Left Brain: “We cannot abandon structure. Our ideas need to be expressed with precision and clarity. Every sentence must be crafted carefully, every argument logically organised. An outline is indispensable, and adherence to grammatical rules is non-negotiable. Without rigour...

**Red Zone:** “It’s just not my favourite thing to do!”

**Blue Zone:** “I know it’s not, but she seemed serious about these threats.”

**Red Zone:** “I want to do it tomorrow morning; that will be better. That's what I want.”

**Blue Zone:** “What about what she said will happen if we don't do it every night?”

**Blue Zone: **“She said those little creatures will cover them, that more of their ...

The girl quietly shakes upon a decision to be made. Her head rings, almost as if it speaks.

_No. No. this is a baddd idea. No. We need to run away from this. Nothing good will come upon it. We are not brave enough. We have n-_

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_It's not such a big deal. Stop being such a baby. Life comes with mistakes. Who cares what they think. They suck anyways._

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_But what if they judge us what if they t...

We need to get there at the right time.

We will get there when the time is right.

Not everything is about love in this life.

Love is everything, there’s no life without it.

You have to lock in and focus for success.

It might pass you by if you never look up.

Learn to make sacrifices for what you want.

Learning from mistakes sounds less painful.

A closed mouth doesn’t get fed, speak up.

Worse s...

Jennifer Freeman is the kind of girl who always knows what to do or say, whether its in her own life or the lives of friends and people that she knows. However, on this bright Sunday morning, in what looks like a penthouse suite floor to ceiling windows, nice and bright, looking deliciously expensive, she awoke with a strange tattooed arm over her middle, snuggling close into her. She half way wan...

I pull my hair in pigtails and wear my rainbow dress with pride. With the flick of a switch, I turn my fairy lights on, and the colors of my small fraction of the room come alight. The golden shine creeps to the other side, where muted colors of brown, green, and gray comingle where leftie resides. She is sitting up in her king sized bed, reading a dusty old book while wearing an old robe.

“Abou...

The waves crashed mightily against the rocks far below. The seagulls cried their mournful songs as they swooped overhead. But these were not nearly as loud as the thundering in his head.

“Of all the choices you could have made, this is the worst.”

“I was trying to let her live her own life. Isn’t that a noble thing?” Part of him thought. Then the other interjected.

“Noble? Allowing her to marry ...

Looking at it this way

I may say

That you are trying to say

The decision

To leave

Because you believe

And continue to cleave

Onto the belief

That you’ll get some relief

Eventually

From the chaos

No you don’t understand

It’s my plan

To continue to stay

And play

The game

And be the same

Steady friend

That began

To understand

The plight

Of the fight

For good against evil

Even though the devil

Lives...

“Hello honey bunny,” Dan sings, waltzing through the front door. Thrumbing. His smile the brightest. Through the tears, I watch as the video plays through. Dan alive. Dan full of life.

Excited giggles fill my ears. Dan makes his way to the kitchen, passing the camera with a wink. It’s a mess. Different desserts in various states of prep scattered the counters. Surveying the raw cookie dough and s...