Writing Prompt

We both sit on the sofa with his friends.

They are all being so loud.

L O U D

I inhale and exhale deeply.

Ayan is laughing with a bunch of people I don’t know.

Time is moving so slow.

I just want to go home.

S L O W

"You okay?" Ayan mutters and squeezes my knee gently.

I don’t answer. I lean my head against his shoulder. He leans back on the sofa and wraps his arm around ...

I inhale and exhale deeply.

I did not manage to get my two hours alone today. I had uni first thing, then me and Ayan had to match stories of how we fell in love so we can convince the school that we’re actually in love. Then, he helped me pick out a dress. Then one thing lead to another of utter chaos and now I’m here at the party. Tired. My social battery is gone. Dead.

Ayan is laughing with...

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Time ticks

We just got here

And I am ready to leave

Yet time moves so slowly

I can hear every sound

Someone chewing food

Some kids being rude

And boy is it leaving me in a bad mood

I try to shut it out

But that makes it louder

Till the sounds take over my brain

And how they quickly drain

That battery in my head

On the last 5%

Teetering off the edge

Holding back tears I’m trying not to shed

As...

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desperate for a bit of power

Low man flickers in black,

desperate for a bit of

Low man flickers in death,

dead man flickers low and low

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