We all have a set of rules that make up our morals. Write about someone who experienced a seemingly normal situation that ended up shifting their views significantly. ...

Most people don’t look up. People don’t fall from the sky, and really, what’s a greater threat than another person? Write about someone who looks up, and why....

The storm that the news had warned about raged on around the school. Hail pelting the roof and thunder making it almost impossible to listen to the teachers. The sky was pitch black, the trees in front of the school only visible during the brief flashes of lightning. The wind screamed through the vents around the school. 

“This is getting ridiculous,” Cordelia says to Sacha during lunch, “I know ...

Diana had always been a little bit different. Her body was more flexible than most, her bones stronger. She dislocated shoulders and ankles and fingers all the time but it rarely hurt. She could fit into spaces people smaller than her never could. Diana isn’t small either. She is 5’9” and has about 130 lbs of mostly muscle.

Her mother put her in gymnastics when she was young. Competitions were j...

It was loud

Louder than anything heard before

It seemed to echo all around

From the city streets it tore

Louder than the loudest of concerts

Louder than the looks traded back and forth

The shadows had the highest honors

It protected even those with no worth

Language was spoken only through hands

Not a whisper or scream could be heard

Neither a storm screaming across sands

Every movenment had bee...

As the shadows fell,

A monster was born.

It ate away,

The sounds of storms.

Slowly it found,

Even the mourned.

Silence covered all,

The tattered and torn.

It chewed through the sounds,

Of a day forlorned.

It still searched the woods,

For something more.

As the shadows fell,

It found laughter and leers.

It ate away,

All of the years.

Slowly it found,

Every last tear

Silence covered all,

The faith...

The mountains called, but no one answered; The song writer had left long ago.

Write a short story about why the song writer left, and if they ever return. Were they forced to? Did they become depressed? Did they die? ...

Death’s favorite human comes to visit. She is safe from staying dead for at least the next twenty years, no matter how many times she visits. The young girl has a medical condition where her heart stops for a few minutes every once in awhile. Death is the girl’s favorite friend....

“What are you so scared of?!”

“Being found!” She looked shocked at her own words, but it soon turned to resignation, “I’m scared of being found. Happy?”

‘No!’ He wanted to yell, scream, ‘No, that doesn’t make me happy! How could it!?’ But he doesn’t. Instead, all he can do is let out a shaky breath.

(Could be about a couple, siblings, friends, a Guardian angel, even a therapist.)...

“Four twenty eight,” I glared at the white ceiling of my room, “In the morning.”

“Every. Single. Freaking. Morning.”

I am 50 shades of done with whoever kept calling me at 4:28 am everyday. That was a whole half hour of sleep I keep missing out on getting. A whole half hour! At first, I had tried to block the number, the call did come on my cell after all. But, it just didn’t work. Then, I place...