Writing Prompt

Why does my heart hurt…? Every time I think of him my heart begins to ache like when I couldn’t see him for a day or two. My heart no longer flutters with the idea of seeing him again, because I know I wont get to see him anymore… I knew I had to leave for my own safety. I knew I had to call for help before I got hurt and before he could hurt anyone else. I knew I had to do it! But… why does my he...

This is a question that has been on my mind for a while now. Like I don’t mean who built the school building I mean like who came up with like the idea of school. Like don’t get me wrong I love going to school. I just would honestly love to be able to talk to like the people that came up with the idea for it. Especially like the structure that we have now. I don’t necessarily agree with the excess...

Who made god?

Buzzing noises fill my head.... sparks go flying.

Blank screen with one word:

Error.

Shit.

My computer broke.

Suddenly I hear a voice.

Clear and unwavering.

Indescribable.

“He did not come from anywhere. He had no beginning, and will have no end. He is the eternal, self- existing Being.”

Yeahhhhh....uhhhhhh....

“Wait, what did you say, Siri?”...

Why does she always do this to me. When did it get so bad. What is it she wants from me. How to I tell her how this makes me feel. Where was this side of here when we were just dating. Who made her like this. ...

How are you in Spanish?

17. Light blond missed whiskers, cargo shorts, and the high school basketball team logo on a pilled green sweatshirt. Patrick only has a semester left of Spanish III, and really should’ve remembered “como estas” by his third year, but senora Fitzpatrick of Regis Catholic Schools won’t know the difference..

Como estas

followed by the meek, bashful smiley emoji, that says ...