Writing Prompt
STORY STARTER
Top voted prompt of the week by oddjaqx on Reddit r/WritingPrompts
You’re a seemingly normal, non-religious human being. Death for some reason, desperately wants you off this Earth. Satan however, wants you nowhere near Hell. Every freak accident meant to kill you, is countered by an even freakier “miracle” to keep you alive.
Writings
Something
“So a horse knocked you out of the way?” Smoke was still rising behind the officer’s shoulder.
“Yeah, pretty much.” I said. I couldn’t quite make out the last letter of his name.
“And you’re sure you are going to be okay?”
I dusted my arms off. “As long as someone can help me get home I’ll be okay. My vision’s shit without my glasses.”
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I thanked off...
Abomination
I believed all my life I was normal.... Yesterday day changed that all. You see I was a law abiding citizen and I had never done a ‘sin’ as such other than being no religious and not believing in God but that is a whole other story. I’m a 25 year old male, other than the fact I have pulled pretty well in genetics lottery (or so I believed) I have naturally white hair and odd coloured grey/blue eye...
The mission
I flew off of the slip lane like a bullet, opened up the noise and flew around two slow moving cars before hitting the fast lane and putting my foot to the floor. We undertook and dodged, but we carried on at speed, my training kicking in and taking over.
“Target ahead Chuck” my passenger Owen, said to me calmly, the talkie to his face, listening to orders and giving our location back in a const...
Just a Mellow Fellow
Rain spattered my face, making me sputter as I looked around at the smoke. My workplace had gone up in flames, and out of absolutely nowhere, a torrential downpour comes and puts it out. I hear the sirens wail, and I stumble to my feet, unharmed. A good bit of smoke inhalation, but probably not enough to be an issue. Probably. I stagger past the burnt shelves that I had so often restocked, remembe...
Why Me?
There’s many people that are alive right now that would rather be off of this earth than on it. Me? I could say that, but the world works against me.
The other night, I was studying. Exams were coming up quick and I was an average student, so I needed the extra revision. I was beginning to get sleepy, I couldn’t sit straight. My body tipped to the right and I could feel myself falling off of my ...