amyers_thewriter

I right whatever, whenever! I love to write and like reading what awesome things people create!

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amyers_thewriter

I right whatever, whenever! I love to write and like reading what awesome things people create!

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amyers_thewriter

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Okay so I saw this prompt a while ago and I started writing this, but since I saw it again I’ll give you a sneak peak lol.

“But, but this is hell.” I whispered. I could feel my skin burning from the heat of this underworld. The original destination was the golden gates outside of heaven.

“Sorry kid. It seems your good deeds sucked!” Flame laughed maniacally.

_I guess that bad deed was too hor...

Adventure

Fantasy

Embarrassing Things

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Embarrassing things, I’ve done a lot. More than I can count.

**“Juliette Gordon Low will be on the penny.” My mom said.**

**“But she’s dead.” I said, “She can’t stand on a penny!” **

Embarrassing things, I’ve done a lot. More than I can count.

**“Hand me the mayo please.” My mom had said.**

**I handed her the mustard and said, “I almost gave you the mayo.” **

Embarrassing things, I’ve don...

Humour

We Listen And We Don’t Judge

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Everyone wants to judge, but no one wants to listen.

Me and my friends used to play this game, “We Listen And We Dont Judge” everyday it was the same.

“We listen and we don’t judge.” We would all say.

“One time I broke a vase, but I blamed it on the dog and my parents grounded me for a day.”

“We listen and we don’t judge.” We would all tell.

“I told my parents I was sick, but really I just w...

Poetry

Multiple Hats

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She’s not who she says she is. Meteorologist, chef, psychologist. She wears the hat of weather and food. She wears the of the mind deep inside.

She’s not who she says she is. Teacher, preacher, jobs of all kinds. She prays and teaches the little, carefree minds. So many hats so many opportunities yet none of them suit her just right. Vets are to animal-y and Doctors are to people-y. Waiter take ...

Now And Then

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Now and then are two different things. **Then** this sentence had a different meaning.

“Your time is up. Better run!” I screamed as me and my classmates darted across the field. My messy pigtails and pink unicorn shirt blowing in the cool breeze. We darted across the field to the shady tree that glistened in the sun, our rainbow light up shoes shingling brightly. We enjoyed our school days, fun l...

Poetry

Thriller

Integrity

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**This is more a writing ****_about_**** who are we when no one is watching.**

Who are we when no one’s watching? Are we are best selves, following the rules? Are we showing kindness to the world by picking up that piece of litter when no one sees?

Are we living by looking for reward? Are we looking for something in return to our kindness?

I need to admit I live by this. Looking for reward when...

When I Look In The Mirror

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When I look in the mirror, I see the world for me.

When I look in the mirror, I see what’s meant to be. In this endless world I am here, in front of a mirror.

When I look in the mirror, I see my bed hair and yellow teeth. I see my crooked glasses and my lips chapped. I see the imperfections that lie on the outside. My dirty face stares back at me. I try to look past these imperfections, but it’...

Poetry

Morse Code

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I don’t know Morse code, but I know enough that it is. This flickering streetlight was on my last nerve, but this could mean the end of the world to someone.

Dot, Dot, Dot, Dot - H

Dot - E

A bunch of dots? What could that mean to me? The dots were quick flickers, annoying you see. HE could mean many things. But HE wasn’t the end of the flickering.

Dot, Dash, Dot, Dot - L

Dot, Dash, Dash, Do...

Poetry

Horror

The Ghost And Its Grave

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“Why hello there Angelica…” Mr. Korbian smiled, the crack in his skull growing even further. “I heard about your grave…it seems your ceremony was today, yet you have already grown moss, and have acquired wilted roses.”

Angelica stared menacingly. Mr. Korbian was **not **to be messed with. His millennia old grave still sat there. He scared off other little ghosts and was the meanest one in the gra...

Fantasy

90 Seconds

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**“You have ninety seconds to hide. If you are found, you die. Good luck.” **

Well what could that mean? Is this the purge? The squid game? 90 seconds isn’t enough time!

**“You have ninety seconds to hide. If you are found, you die. Good luck.” **

90 seconds? That’s only a minute and 30 seconds. Not far enough to go anywhere safe. 90 seconds isn’t enough time. 90 seconds will **never** be en...

Poetry

Thriller