Writing Prompt

I lay in a puddle of my own blood and looked into the eyes of an old woman. Her eyes were blue and piercing and I knew her as Death. She had come to claim me.

She beckoned with her wrinkled old hands as a slight smile played on her lips. I could not refuse if I wanted. Something beyond me was causing me to rise up and follow her.

As I stood up and I looked down at my body still laying in the str...

The gathering of people all rose from their seats as the band, putting aside their instruments, did the same. Bracing themselves against the cold wind, they lifted their candles high above their heads. No one spoke a word.

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It was midnight and I still couldn’t get to sleep. There was still the image of all of those candles, raised high into the air, b...

(I don’t feel comfortable doing this)...

Dear Death,

I believe we have almost met, but as you shan’t take my friend in the moment. I hear my heart skip a beat as you push forward all my favourite memories, you looked me in the eyes as if you’d seen me before. Did I look like someone you knew a while back? Or do I scare you? I’m unsure of what happened but I felt like I was dead, I woke up in a vehicle with her above me. My hair caught in...