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Submitted by willow myers
Write a story that is very dark or gloomy but takes place in an otherwise happy setting.
The setting can be anywhere from a colorful kitchen to a field of daisies in the middle of the day, but have the events be dark or mysterious.
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It was bright, and happy, but it was the wrong time and place for this. The entire neighborhood had passed, or left to Nevada. Up on a hill, near the green grass, lay a woman. She was old and was the only one who wanted to stay. Her days were almost over, and she hadn’t seen her family in almost 3 years.
(Might finish this later but I’m kinda busy)...
“Until death,” sang a tiny voice from underneath the bench. “until death strikes us all.” The day was bright and pretty. Moments before, the clouds respectfully excused themselves and revealed the sun.
“Joshua, get from under there!” The boy’s mother scolded.
“And quit talkin’ all that nonsense.” His father added.
Joshua crawled from underneath the bench and dusted his pants. His mother walked ...
Sitting atop of a hurried slope covered in pleasantries and merriments stays a home for graceful radiance. There it was always sunny and there it was bursting with many bright colors. Early mornings and hard work was rewarded with cerulean blue petunias and peachy walls embraced with positivity that would never quit.
One could find themselves feeling a loud sense of longing, or maybe envy for a...
I watched pop sitting on the bench just off the beach, watching the surf. It was the middle of summer and a perfect day for beach going: hundreds of vacationers sunning and cavorting, building sand castles, searching for shells; on the boardwalk, I knew he was listening to the clack-clack-clack of sandals passing by.
I was at the fruit stand, getting a bowl for each of us. Pop would maybe take a...
Butterfly butterfly
Look at me
All painted colors
Beautiful scenes
Hiding in heaven
High and unseen
While underneath me
I see the obscene
Creatures beneath me
Hurting each other
Killing each other
Sing out loud how it’s
Cool to be mean
They beat their women.
They poison their own seas
Happy in the Knowledge
That nobody sees
Killing their planet
They’ve forgotten me.
My wings may be sma...
I’m done listening to him babble, trying to come up with something to make me move on for good. For all the talking he does, he really is stupid.
“Just stop.” He halts mid-sentence, looking at me confused.”
“You asked for a reason. I’m giving many.”
“Those aren’t reasons. Those are what you think are justifications for your actions. She did nothing to you, ever. Why the hell would you make her fee...
I trek up the mountainside trying to ignore my annoying partner, Gideon. He just keeps talking, and talking, and talking. We’re almost halfway through, almost to the top. I tell him to shut up, again, as I take in the scenery. The lush green ferns, tall strong trees, bright blue sky, and fluffy clouds make for a perfect day. Except for said partner.
We finally reach the top, and I sign at the beau...
The sparkly epoxied countertops had been the staple of the newly renovated art room. The cabinets below painted a soft blue, a few doors of their hinges still. Paint splattered against the cool white tiles of the floor in a mess of brown mixed together by all the foot traffic through the room. Sun catchers lit the walls with speckles of rainbows as the wind outside blew softly with the autumn bree...
The sun today is bright bright yellow. You don’t even have to look at it to be blinded by it’s light, it’s best to keep your head down otherwise your eyes will burn. Don’t look at the grass, though, it’s too green. And, with the help of the sun, beautiful flowers are growing.
They’re everywhere.
You know what? It’s best to just look forward. Look straight ahead - not at the sun or at the grass ...
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