Writing Prompt

“No!”

“Really”

“Absolutely not!”

Cries filled the air. Outrage rang in the streets.

“Awesome!”

“Finally”

“Yes!”

Conflicting shouts of excitement filled the ears of confused passerby who had not yet heard the news.

A paperboy was handing the daily edition out with alarming speed.

“Come on folks!” He cried out, as though he were in New York eighty years prior, “hear the ridiculous news! Top story of...

“Did you think I was over reacting?” Lily got into the car, asked her girlfriend Emma, before she shut the door.

“No, just a little bit. I mean, yes.” Emma’s hand on the door paused, then sighed, “is it really necessary?”

“We were on time. But the lady was having us to wait for another hour so she would have time ‘for both clients’. She double booked! It was her mistake. Why would she want to ...

The chatter coming from the drawing room piqued Claire’s interest. She crept down the stairs to listen outside the door and heard her uncle Fred’s signature exasperated sigh, which she knew went along with an eye roll.

“Its not FAIR,” whined Abigail, Claire’s younger sister. “Claire gets a blue riding habit but blue matches MY complexion best!”

Oh no. Not this again. Abigail could get bored in...

they all look at him with judgement

laugh and call him names

never thinking for a moment the fragile child would erupt

he is but a storm a in a teacup

waiting to explode

they dont expect

thousands of sharp shards flying through the air like lightnight bolts in a storm

the hurricane that once free grows into something no man can control

the storm in him is lying in wait

waiting for someone to dro...

This was the sixth time I have brought up this issue. MY issue, apparently, since it didn’t seem to happen to or affect anyone else in this household. I mean, honestly, how hard is it to watch where you take off your shoes!? It’s a pet peeve of mine when people kick their shoes off and leave them on top of mine. Yes, maybe to anybody else it may not be a big deal, but that’s not my case. To them, ...

My vision is blurred my memories are gone , processed with grief on this long walk home. Things are clouded darkened unclear, specs of long buried trauma that quickly appear. The time is approaching for me to heal but how can I proceed wha what I don't feel. I've suppressed so much hurt I don't remenber who to blame, what traumas to claim, who was the first perpetrator to cause this discomfort ...

I serve on the recess team, and I also have lunch duty. It's a great way to meet lots of kids. It's also a great way to see who may be struggling with food insecurity, who has family support in being taken care of, who is friends with whom, and who has no friends.

This brings me to Norman.

Norman is a studious, nerdy introvert who loves space. He knows everything about outer space. He knows eve...

“There’s dirt on your boots.”

His eyes hardened, brows furrowed.

“The guys aren’t even wearing suits.”

I poked at rage already burrowed.

“I go out however I want.”

That much was true.

Every denied request was a taunt.

Another way to say fuck you.

“Please. It’s respectful.”

He jammed a ratty cap on his head.

I thought he was accidentally neglectful.

Marry him or leave him for dead?

“Your ...

If I had known that a mere argument would have such an impact on my life, I’d go back in time and tell myself how stupid of an argument it is.

“Mr. Smith?” The lawyer said louder than before, papers in hand, handing them over to me.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I must’ve dozed off a bit there,” I couldn’t help but scratch the back of my neck in embarrassment.

“It’s fine, i was just asking how all this ha...

No one waited.

Just stood, as if stuck

Rooted to the spot.

Feet thundered the ground.

Thousands, beating a drum of rebellion.

Silent, but heard by many.

Black dogs followed,

Tails tucked, ears low.

Noticed by none, but there all the time.

The darkness loomed.

Obscured the sun like a blanket.

Smothering all light.

The ringing in my ears.

Ten thousand voices,

Ten thousand screams,

But...