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Adrenaline surged through my body, overriding the burning in my arms and my desperate gasps for breath. My paddle sliced through the choppy water on either side of me with the precision of a drunk surgeon. I glanced behind me and saw the patrol boat swallowing the space between us and the abandoned Long Island. They were the predator and I was the prey, and I was in their territory. I choked out a...
Authors note: kind of the prompt? Also planning to be part of the book I’m writing. Also, ignore all grammar mistakes.
The blue sky, filled with pale, puffy white clouds.
The rolling hills, covered in lush green grass, thriving.
Unlike me.
It all seems so peaceful, beautiful, unlike me.
After everything, I’m close to breaking. To falling down into a deep abyss of darkness, and never thinking ...
_In a hazy, evening glow, his face slips in and out of focus. I know that face, and yet I don’t. There are no concrete features. I couldn’t tell you what color his eyes were, or how tall he is, or the shape of his face, but I knew him. Deep in my soul, I knew that face. As recognition sunk in, I felt my stomach drop. My hands became clammy, my heart rate picked up; my once slow, calm breath caught...
There was once a man who lived in terror of the things he would see every night. Things that he could only see. Everyone in town thought he was “crazy” or “delusional”, and that the things he saw were fake, but through the look of his eyes, it sure sounded real. His name is Joe Bennet. He was known for being “the coo-coo neighbor” who was believed to be on drugs. He had a slender frame so thin, yo...
No one tells you about the sick days.
Fever, chills, now blood is staining your throat with a lifeline attached, and your chords are giving out.
Your ears are ringing,
You feel lightheaded, dizzy, now you aren’t thinking clearly.
No one tells you about the sick days and the way the way you feel worse as the day moves slow and slower, slowly withering away.
No one tells you the way you’ll feel deat...
Alex’s life had been devoid of color so subsequently, she craved it.
These days, she painted her mornings with the greens of his eyes.
“Use your scraps to make me whole,” Alex thought, clicking herself into place in his arms like a harness.
You see, love, until she met him, was a familiar but fleeting feeling.
These days, love had been woven into her....
Juan stood at the center, with Boaz on one side of him and Jachin on the other. Libra called out: "FIGHT!"
The twins lunged toward him simultaneously, Jachin aiming a high kick and Boaz attempting to push Juan into Jachin's foot. Juan spun himself sideways and grabbed onto Boaz's collar.
Boaz landed a massive blow to Juan's jaw. Juan's vision went black, but his hand kept its grip on Boaz's shirt...
Don’t give up on your dreams
Give up on the people holding you back.
Be that person
That people look at and think
Wow, they knew what to do.
They had confidence.
Don’t give up on that little bit of hope
That is dangling on a string
It’s still there
And that’s enough to get through the storm that stays hovering in the air.
Don’t give up
Because I love you
And you have a purpose
That crie...
The sun, a vast over-ripe grapefruit in the sky, was setting over the vast, dull expanse of the Wastelands. The wind, a trickster by nature, had somehow concluded that today was the ideal day to cover the world in a thick covering of fine, obstinate, cloying, clogging, gritty dust. The few, brave, and clearly puzzled souls who had congregated here and there peered at one another through the haze, ...