Writing Prompt

“Are you ready?” He mind linked

All she could think was NO, no of course not. Who would ever be ready to break every bone, and hear every earth shattering crack. Stretch their skin to form around the new bone structure, while new hair tore threw every inch and form into a completely new body different from the one they’ve owned their entire life. Who would ever be ready for something like that?

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All your friends are dead. So far, the only common denominator is you.

Not following, DD? Sit up straight. Pay attention. I will only tell you this once more today.

Deaths drift upward. Like peach-colored steam from boiling creativity. Up, up, up they go, all abandoned thoughts and dashed dreams...all murdered imaginary friends...

And then there’s you. DD. The exception to the rule.

Imagina...

Amara broke our concentration. “Oh my GOSH, stop STARING at each other! It’s freaking me out!” Tarik and I laughed. “It’s not our fault we got Telepathy.” “I know,” sighed Amara. Tarik looked at me again, his thoughts filling my head.

“So, Roslin, do you want to hang out on Saturday?” I smiled. “Sure. What will we do?” His thoughts darkened for a moment. A scene popped into my head. “Oh, I don’...

There I was, in the middle of the room with faceless bodies all around me chattering away with their mindless conversations. I felt so alone yet at peace. "I don't belong here," one thought said, "Oh shut up," said another one. There is always a battle within me about what is right and what is normal and what I need to do. How do I even know that is me talking. How I wish I was able to communicate...

We communicate through our minds. We don’t need to use our mouths. I know exactly what’s being said without a single word spoken. The day my son came out to me he didn’t say anything out loud. We sat down for dinner and he told me “Mum I think I’m Aromantic” I smiled with a mouthful of spaghetti as I told him “I love you no matter what.” Some mothers don’t like their children speaking with their m...

Tears running down my face as thought they were blood. I stare at him when he doesn’t look at me. It makes sense right. I. I. Deserve. It is my fault. So I pull on something I havent used since I was a baby, my telepathy.

“I’m sorry!” I try to scream through telepathy but I hope everything gets conveyed. You never know. I know he heard me because he finally meets my eyes with a thousand emotions...

Carrie: What are we gonna do?

Jacob: I dunno, you got an idea?

Carrie: No, that’s why I asked you

Jacob: Oh yeah, okay

Carrie: They’re looking for us and everyone else who’s telepathic

Jacob: We can’t let our friends get caught

Carrie: I know....

Carrie: Wait.... I know how we’re gonna help them!

Jacob: What?! How?

Carrie: Okay, here’s the plan.......

Part 3 coming soon! I should probably also ...

My husband always assumes that this is his house, even though I’m the one who bought it. He always says that he bought the house, but no. He is so damn wrong. We didn’t buy the house together nor did he buy it. I bought it with my hard earned $$$. No matter how much I tell him, he just doesn’t get it and I doubt that he ever will. So, at this point, I gave up. Even my parents know that I’m the one...

As she is sleeping in her unknown world I know her inner thoughts

My sister by nature, blood and heart we speak as one

I feel her pain and uncertainty as she stills but not alone

I am with her as we speak silently together knowing words

That will be spoken and also will be heard soon throughout

Always talking and smiling secretly in our own heads we know

Whispering and caring hugs and kiss...

I heard their thoughts

I felt there pain

I wished they knew

I also saw the world in vain

I heard their thoughts

And drowned in their sorrow

And I listened to them as

The wished for no tomorrow

I listened to the voices

inside their heads

I listened closely and heard

Everything they said

I listened to the voices

And how they weeped

How they flow through the mind

Ever night as they sleep

I ...