Writing Prompt

The days leading up to Christmas Eve had been tense in our household. I figured it was just grown-up business and let it drift into the back of my consciousness. My childhood thus far had been largely spent in the realms of imagination, and the grown-up business was largely inconsequential to to my own little private universe.

I kicked a ball around with my best friend, Ali, until the darkness s...

“What do you mean you didn’t save me?”

I looked at Andrew, his grey-blue eyes were downcast.

“Andrew! Fucking say something. You can’t just drop a huge bombshell on me like that and then give me the silent treatment.” I huff.

On the inside, I was panicking. The whole reason I agreed to date Andrew was because I thought I owed it to him because he saved me from drowning at camp. And now I’m f...

Hunched over, my gaze froze burning holes through bitter words. One hand clenching the armrest whilst the other slowly crumpled up the small document. malicious and seething. Those were its purpose.

Like a coiled spring I leaped out of my chair and punched the desk in front of me, dust falls around me as I shout profanities that no language could ever sympathize with.

They were clever, clever eno...

My best friend’s name is Ian, but I call him Yardley.

I suppose that once upon a time the nickname meant something, but it has long since been lost to those fiendishly impenetrable trails of memory where the thistles have grown so dense there is no way through.

It is a nickname that defies explanation. Yardley is a brand of cosmetics favoured by the kind of middle-aged, middle-minded lady who l...

I never thought I would get married, before him at least.

I met Sam Bloom at the Boston public library one year ago today

He had a bunch of sci-fi paperbacks stuffed under one arm, coffee in his free hand.

We got to talking about books and... Sam left the library with my name and number written in pink gel pen on the side of that paper coffee cup.

I had made the “O” in Robin into a smiley-face [Cu...

The moment the words left Cassandra’s mouth and rang clearly into Logan’s ears, he could feel his stomach twist and distort in anguish. Clearly Cassandra felt Logan was buying this rubbish, on and on she went, digging a deeper and deeper hole from which there was already no return. No climbing, dragging with fingernails, no miraculous retreat out of this hole. This grave.

“So, what are we going ...

Bobby was on a morning walk in the park, when suddenly, he got a text message. It was from his sister, Barbara. The message said that mom had bought cookies. And not just any cookies, but chocolate chip. His favourite. He ran all the way from the park to his house, only to find there were no cookies. He was extremely sad, and he ignored Barbara the rest of the day. Don’t lie. Especially about cook...

Her name is Nam,and we are working in the kitchen of a restaurant for a long time.everyone in the kitchen knows she has a lot of pets,because she always says”oh can I take the left food home for my little puppy?”when everyday we are going to close off the kitchen.

One Saturday afternoon, I was day off , I just go out for a little walk around the town,when I pass by a street, I realized it is where...

The safety pin that had been holding her life together had just been swiftly removed, the contents spilling out. She had had so much faith, so much trust, relied so heavily on his honesty that she felt like vomiting from the discovery of such enormous transgressions. So her life had been ruined by that one lie, but her mind was also traumatised, she felt lost and confused. A lie devastates on s...