Lulu writes
Beginner writer, open to all critiques! She/her
Lulu writes
Beginner writer, open to all critiques! She/her
Beginner writer, open to all critiques! She/her
Beginner writer, open to all critiques! She/her
She was begging so hard the security had to escort her out. Her voice remained true, ringing in my head,
“Please, please, he’s got to be out there, just keep looking.”
That was Jonathan’s mother’s reaction to my decision to close the case. Two months with nothing turning up was enough time for me to realise it was a lost cause. Oh, right, I better give you the details?
It started 6 months ago, ...
The bell rang exactly on time, and the class errupted in smiles and laughter. I sighed happily to myself, packing my bag away as groups of people flooded out the door into the open hall. It’ll all be over soon.
As per usual, I was last to leave the class, but I liked it that way. I silently handed Mr Ronan a card, avoiding eye contact. I could tell he wanted to say something, maybe to reach out. ...
The staircase I stepped onto, I feared would cave in. The dark wood had grown furry mold, and seemed brittle.
I sighed in anguish. Of all people, why did it have to be me to go down into the basement. Maybe it was the funky smell, or pitch black darkness lurking at the bottom, but I absolutely hated the whole aura of that cellar.
I began to grow weary of carrying this massive cardboard boxes. ...
Never to be loved
Never to be touched
Never to be worshipped
Never to be treasured
Like a forgotten perfume
Scent sifting through air of millions
Memories are feeble paintings of the mind
Yet I wish I could find
Someone of oozing allure
Hands soft enough to melt me
Down to rose water
Romantic, cooling
Symbolic to a absent love
Of which unfound
Bruises of care
Fighting onto orry
Sex for m...
Your bedroom was a heaven
Tapes tumbling from shelves
Lights listening for a laugh;
Or a sob of agony
From within I opened out
Yes, held with shackles, but,
Like warmth in blood
Inseparable
Not a secret kept
Whispers forced of my soul
To offer of you, my heart
For mere malice to defy love,
On button to my cassette player
Mercifully making me sing
To mill me off
Please, wireman, release ...
The classroom was so silent you could hear a pin drop. The sound of a light breeze ran through it as the students waited absentmindedly for the teacher to return.
Most classes they would go nuts, let’s be honest. 3:3 was the most well-known class group in all the school ; and not for the right reasons.
To put into perspective for you, just last week Sam had a complete breakdown over a girl re...
The sound of screaming bounced off the sullen cave walls.
What was happening, I couldn’t stop thinking, or running. My head almost hurt with the rushing thoughts that filled it.
Suddenly, I was falling downwards, headfirst into the darkness. I was falling and I didn’t even realise. As I plummeted down, everything was silent. I had left the whole world behind me. I wasn’t scared. I was relieved...
The sun was rising over the horizon as I walked through the open fields. For some reason, the sheep were rowdy this morning. Maybe the thunder storm the week prior has still shaken them. None the less, they still frolicked through the grass as I sat, leaned against a large stone poking through the ground. This rock held so many memories.
I thought of when Jessie was only three, and we were playi...