Writing Prompt

Sarah rushed down the high street, her huddled frame reflecting starkly in the darkened shop windows. Even the greengrocers had closed by now; she’d stayed too long, listening to Mrs Clough’s endless prattling on about her vegetable garden and the wreckage it was wrought last time a storm this bad blew in.

She picked up the pace, skidding along the frosty paths with only the howling relentless wi...

Having to walk home from work in the middle of January is as cold as it sounds. My commute from work is usually about ten minutes, but after my car broke down in the bar parking lot it gave me no other choice but to walk. All of my coworkers have already left and the storm knocked out the power, leaving me without a way to contact anyone for a ride. My best guess is that it will take about an hour...

Walking home quickly was the only way to keep warm in the plummeting cold of January's winter. The faster I walked, the quicker I'd get home and the less time I'd spend in the cold. Damn my car's transmission going out. I just consider myself lucky I live in such a small town where anything I need is within a short walking distance.

Halfway on my walk home from work, I swore I was seeing spots i...

As normal as everything was on the usual walk home from school, when we reached the edge of the wood line something felt unsettling. My friends Derek, Lizzy, and I had been walking this path home from school for about five years now. Typically you’ll hear some rustling or the animals in the forest that seperates our neighborhood and the field but nothing unusual. Sometimes the snow would weigh hea...

It was a Friday night, and I’d left another party. They were just too much.

Who invented clubs? “Hey let’s make a dimly lit room where people can dance and be loud and annoying for only 50$!”

They disgusted me, but more importantly, made me feel uncomfortable.

Soft snow fell outside, and I knew it was only a matter of time before this small snowfall became a blizzard.

Pulling my black trench coat...

As I was trying to walk home quickly because of the horrendous storm behind me I noticed drops on blood in the snow leading to the woods. I was alerted but I followed...

I kept walking, as if I didn’t see what I just saw in the snow. A few paces later and a funny thing happened with my feet: they stopped walking forward. Call it curiosity, call stupidity…I found myself turning around and going back to the blood trail. It was dark out, so I wasn’t able to see much but what I could see, the trail of blood started with a few drops then got significantly “messier” as ...

“Blood?” I said as I am catching my breath from trying to walk home quickly “why would there be blood here, usually nobody comes here”. I observed the trail of blood, it was frozen from the cold, it lead into the wood. I called a ambulance to come. It must be a poor guy who got lost and possibly died from the mouth of a bear, I thought. I followed the trail into the wood, trying to find the unluck...

“Da-“

“Language!”

“Ugh I was going to say dang it’s cold. Why are you like this?”

“Because I can be. Bwahahaha! Oh

What’s this”

“Is that blood?”

“Ewwww nasty”

“Dude this is serious, it could be a hurt animal, or worse…”

“Let’s follow it!”

“What? Wait up!”

*follows blood trail in snow*

“Oh hey Jason!” *says in deep weird voice*

“Oh hey Mitch!” *says in deep weird voice*

“Not even your n...

I feel

Red

Red

Red

Drip

Drop

Drip

Drop

I think I’m bleeding

Red

Red

Red

Drip Drop Drip Drop

Someone will see the

Red

Red

Red

Drip Drop Drip Drop

Maybe the snow will wash it away, wash the

Red

Red

Red

Drip Drop Drip Drop

It’s on my hands and on my head

Red

Red

Red

Drip Drop Drip Drop

I rememb...