Writing Prompt

Stalking the isles, laser focused, mission driven, hoping for a score… I have my favorite items in mind; tools for the kitchen, tchotchkes for the living room, gardening tools, picture frames, old timey paintings of dogs, vintage unique glassware, These are my staples. These are the go to’s i know how

what is this? What is this… looks like it is functional used to do something, but yet I can...

It was cheap, that’s why she got it. Perhaps it was just the heat of the moment—instantly drawn.

Badly rusted.

Missing gems.

Bending metal.

All noticable things that indicate how she shouldn’t have gotten it. It was priced at a mere fifteen cents, a steal, at first glance. Hidden beneath layers of dusty jackets, Lori noticed it in the corner of her eye. A breeze blowing her hand closer, as if ...

Is this wood combined with some sort of stone and glass? I cant tell but the colors and unique blend of materials caught my eye. Upon first glance, it looks like a regular old box; but when I got closer I could see the intricate way the wood trails around the stone and gems; almost like someone was trying to discreetly etch hidden symbols and mesages. The design is so odd and beautiful and eerie a...

Stepping out of Ralphie’s Curiosities, little bow-tied parcel in hand, I felt myself brimming with disappointment.

What had possessed me to actually buy something from the dingy, cobweb ridden store? And as if that wasn’t enough, why did I feel the need to pick up one of the mystery items in particular? I rarely bought anything on a whim, and felt annoyed at myself for spending my hard earned ti...

Ingrid stopped in front of the antique shop. “Quaint,” she thought. “But I’ve never seen it before, and I’ve walked down this lane oh so many times. What is supposed to be here?” She had already turned from her thought and from the shop window ready to return home from her errand, when she heard a voice.

“Come in.”

She turned back to the door of the shop ready to answer the shopkeeper that s...

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**The Clockmaker’s Secret**

In the heart of the small village of Eldergrove, where everyone knew everyone else, stood an old, timeworn clock shop run by a mysterious clockmaker named Lucien. No one knew where Lucien came from, nor how long he had been there. The villagers only knew that the clocks he crafted were unlike any others; they seemed to tick with a li...

Agatha’s Aberrant Antiques has been a staple in our town for decades. Honestly it’s one of the only places left that hasn’t been bought out by some big corporation. Agatha’s has always drawn me in; when you walk in it’s like the coldest, mothball invested hug. With it being a local shop I always do my best to support it and purchase something unique to spruce up my space; from small crystal balls ...

There is this „game“that my friends and I play. It is a bit like Secret Santa, just not only for Christmas and with a few additional rules. It goes like this: Buy an item for one person in the group. You must pay no less than 5$ and no more than 10$. You are not allowed to think about it. Buy the first thing and draw your attention to it. It must be from a store that isn’t a chain, so small local ...

I started my day as an other. Tired. The cool atmosphere around my warm and cozy bed made the thought of getting up seem ridiculous. I said to myself “But I have to get up so I can visit that new antique shop”. So I burst out of bed got ready and left for the shop. Upon arrival my eyes widened, my heart began to palpitate, and my fists clenched. “This place looks amazing” I shouted. I searched and...

A hinge shrieks as I push open the door to Lilabel’s Long Long Treasures, a local antique store that’s been around since…well, no one knows. Even old Eberhard Lamphere who lives down off Orchard Street says his grandfather used to talk about Lilabel’s being there since his own childhood, which puts the store at a atleast 140 years old. The strange thing though, is that I’ve never seen anyone come ...