Writing Prompt

A strange rumbling surrounds me. I feel it vibrating through my very bones as roaring fills my ears and a loud, distorted bird-like chattering swirls in the cacophony of sound. I open my eyes slightly, instantly adjusting to the dark space. The floor is rough and somewhat fuzzy, and large bars surround me. A small cry of fear escapes me, and the loud chattering turns to a hiss, then small utteranc...

The windows are rolled up , and I’m in the back seat, belts tightly wrapping around my body. I squint, and rub my eyes with both palms, head spinning in circles. The heated seat is warming up my spine, like a blanket hugging me tight—only till I end up chocking from the heat itself.

I turn my head to the side, and look around—confused. Small leaves are stuck up on the windows, with their tiny dr...

As my eyes blinked open, I felt this slight sharp pain on the back of my head. The surroundings were blurry, and I could hear slight muffled voices at the front seats. I rubbed my eyes gently, but it was still quite blurry. Just black shadows cast at the front and yellow lights shining into the car. I tried to look around for a sign of glasses, and there, on the other seat, sat a pair of black gla...

Remi-

It was last year that me and my best friend met. It was almost as if we were meant for each other. After we met we were inseparable, we did everything together. It was almost as if we were a double package, if you wanted one you got the other. But the events of that summer changed everything.

I’ll give you a little backstory on our situation here. So I was the ugly, shy, quiet ki...

The smell of a cigarette lingering. A piercing and sharp migraine settling right behind my eyes. I slightly groaned in pain. The pinch nerve in my back started to work up to my neck. I could feel the bruises on my legs swelling. I continued wince in agony. My hands were tied behind me in zip ties. No one up front heard me. Nor even noticed I was waking up. Trying to gain the strength to look out t...

My eyes open. I look around. “Where am I?” I think to myself.

As I look into the front seat I see Rob. My mom’s long time boyfriend. He is such a nice guy but I have always had this off feeling about him. Maybe it’s all his “nerdy” habits. His is in to building intricate Lego projects and he is very into cosplay. I think back to the time I caught him wearing my mom’s wedding dress. Wait where is...

My head is pounding—like a heartbeat behind my eyes that I wish would stop. A steady, pulsing throb that makes it hard to think, harder to move. I’m lying on my side, eyes closed, trying to figure out where the hell I am, when I hear something faint.

...Is that rock music?

Yeah. Definitely rock music.

I groan—a low sound that slips out before I can stop it—as I force myself upright. My limbs are...

I woke up in the back seat of a moving car, barefoot, my wrists sticky with dried blood—but it wasn’t mine. The engine hummed like it had purpose. I had none. The road outside was endless and black, like the sky had fallen and swallowed the world.

My mouth was dry. My heartbeat loud. The last thing I remembered was the therapist asking, “What would you say to her, if she were still alive?”

I sai...

His head was spinning. He felt drowsy, lightheaded and sick. His eyes were covered by something, feeling like a large cloth. What he could hear tho, was driving. He heard the tires on the road, he could feel like slight turns the car was making. But his question was. Where the fuck was he going? He smelt a faint smell of old-spice cologne and heard light old 80's music playing. He didn't know what...

You wake up in the backseat of the car, your head pressed against cold glass, cheek damp with condensation. The hum of the engine is steady, rhythmic, and unfamiliar. Outside, it’s pitch-black—no streetlights, no houses, only the blur of trees racing past. You sit up, slow and groggy, the seatbelt cutting into your ribs.

Your phone’s gone.

Your bag’s gone.

You don’t know where you are.

You don’t ...