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Writing Prompt

STORY STARTER

Write a story that begins at some kind of assembly.

You can take the narrative anywhere from here, but the assembly should be integral to the unfolding plot.

Writings

SAMAR

I am a princess that is part of a secret society. I am also a princess who is part of a secret society that dislikes magic and the monarchy.

Society Against Magic and Royals.

Samar.

Samar Gollin was the was founder of this group. And he hated royals with a passion.

Since then it has taken a different mentality. They peacefully talk about what our kingdom could do to be better and what the monarchy...

Outcry (Soulmate Story)

Amelie hates school assemblies. Literally anything that has all four grades in the same small space is her nightmare. So she must be asleep.


Everyone is so noisy that she can barely hear Ria right next to her.


Bell and Cross are on Amelie’s other side with Roman, Jeremiah, Lou and Jones in the row in front of them. She has to lean forward to understand Jones. “You think this has to do with the ...

End Of The Fucking World

The apocalypse sucks.


I know that that seems pretty obvious but it really does.


Like I’m 17 and instead of going to parties and getting drunk, like people did 40 years ago, I’m learning how to shoot a sawed off shotgun. We’ve tried to throw parties but once a large group of adolescents crack open a whiskey bottle it’s all over. We were way to loud, got caught within half an hour. As punishment w...

Courage

"Courage is not something your born with. It's something you gain."


Those words stuck with her for the rest of her life.


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this was not a quote i heard i just made it up lol...

Where It Ends

Boom

They stand all huddled by the door

As he steps forward inspecting the crowd

Boom

Another collapses to the floor

They all try there best to not make a sound


The goal is to not make your self a target

The goal is to survive

But one stands far from it

As the two lock eyes


He points the barrel at you

Beckoning you to stand

It is only the two

As she takes his hand


(Sorry if this doesn’t make ...

Reunion

“He doesn’t deserve to know ya!” He said bitterly.


I remained silent to gather my thoughts. I wasn’t talking to that 18 year old I used to know. We are now in our fifties.


“You’re so much older now and so am I. What are you afraid of? There are people here from my past that I don’t care to see.”


A few familiar female faces walked passed us and smiled upon entering the restaurant. The warm bea...

Help

We piled into the auditorium with loud chatter filling the room. We only assumed it was another assembly about saying no to drugs or cyber bulling, not that anyone listened to them anyway. The teachers seemed more quiet this time and there was an odd tension in the room. The chatter of my peers didn’t stop though until the principal stood on the stage with the dented microphone. This wasn’t ordina...

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Decree

“A decree has been issued,” the duke announced from the booming microphone. “You are to only have two children in the next ten years to ensure that we will have enough food.”

My fourteen year old brain started doing the math. You had to be 23 to have a kid and have to have a least one kid by 28 unless under special circumstances.

My only hope is that the rule would be removed before my time....

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The Game

Gunpwder and apprehesion hung fetid in the air. Soft murmurs throbbed. Hood Auditorium was crowded with the Seven Hundred. Starting high in the bleachers, feet thumped. Up and down, boom and bam, the rhythm built as Teal marched to beneath the basketball hoop. Her weapons swung with pride.


Clad in grey camos and her signature eyepatch, Teal raised both hands with her machetes. The crowd fell eear...

assembly of assassins

Where am I?

I wake up in a crowd of strangers.

Everyone is wearing a mask, scarf, bandana; some variety of face covering. Their eyes are showing. And they’re all blade of spring grass green. It’s hard to tell without the blatancy of mouth descriptors if these beings are angelic or mean.


Oh shit… I peep a pesto bismol colored bandana hanging from my neck. I never wanted any of this. I hate the ...

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