“Our fate is sealed and we can do nothing to change to change it.”

“What’s my fate?”

“You kill…me.”

Adam looked up from the Book of Fates and locked eyes with May.

“You fate is you kill me.” He repeated.

“I’ll never kill you, never ever never!” May smiled reassuringly.

“You can’t alter the fates May, you will kill me…eventually.” As Adam said this an eerie silence filled the small tent.

Glas...

This is not related to the prompt, I also know it’s very short, it was difficult to make it work. I wanted to try something new that is creative for both me and you so yeah. Please put your versions in the comments area I would love to hear your versions😊

Fill in the blanks.

The_______in the woods.

There once was a boy named_______. And he was a very_________ boy, he was especially good at __...

He was there again,

He was always there,

Who was he,

He wasn’t a monster,

Or a ghost,

Or a murderer,

Who was he?

I can here his heart beat go as fast as mine.

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She was there again,

She was always there,

Who was she,

She wasn’t a monster,

Or a ghost,

Or a murderer,

Who was she?

I could here her heart beat going as fast as mine....

Masha dashed in between people dressed in brightly coloured caps and clothes; she dived between a man dressed in blue, white and red handing out candy floss and ice cream, grabbing an ice lolly as she went past....

“Sir how’s the sauce?”

“Excellent.” The head chef hissed before sighing in relief. Yet another murder the police wouldn’t be able to solve.

The poor girl, she had no idea what she signed up for when she applied for Fishy Dishes. Her hand looked so tasty and her heart beat so tenderly, even when he held it in his hand it felt alive.

Her hair would be burned of corse, no trace of DNA could be fo...

I’m dying. I’m dying inside and nobody can help me. Nobody knows me. How can you know someone that doesn’t even know themselves?

I am dying. I’m dying inside and nobody can help me. Help me....

“What is your name?!”

“I don’t know my name!”

“Don’t play games with me! Do you know who I am?!”

“Do you know who I am?”

“No!”

“Then I don’t see what the problem is.”...

I just wanted to write something, this is not linked to the prompt.

3 years. 3 years I had been stuck on the shelf gathering dust. My golden fur was now a damp brown and my once blue ribbon was now grey. I had seen people come and go taking my friends with them and one by one they all left me. Every now and again a flicker of hope would rise up in me as a little girl or little boy would run over ...

“Kaitlin, where are you?!” Anna giggled as she skidded around the playground. She heard a faint ‘over here!’ And bolted towards the fence which acted as the border between the school and the forest. Anna called again for Kaitlin and heard a reply, much closer now. Anna spun around to see Kaitlin up a tree, legs dangling down, grinning at her. “C’mon slow coach!” Kaitlin called and scrambled down t...

There were rows along rows of dolls at that shop. Their emotionless polystyrene faces staring blankly into your soul. The way their eyes watch your every move. The way they look human. It’s scary. The way some of them go hand in hand or are holding umbrellas, all wearing clothes from different time periods - some modern, some ancient. It sent shivers down my spine....