Writing Prompt

(I’ve started writing a novel for Maisie and Davian. I’ve found a lot of things I think I want to change, so this one is about Davian’s favorite spot, instead of it being a bench on a hill I was thinking like maybe a bus stop bench that doesn’t get used anymore. I just thought I could make it more memorable with out-of-the-ordinary details. Thanks for reading!!!!!)

The whole night is quiet, exc...

I stand beside the throne, smiling at the noblemen who pass, as one is meant to when they are prince. My father, old as he is, still looks full and young when he’s around the court. I on the other hand, look older as I try to keep my other feelings from showing.

All I can think about is Tia.

Tia, with that dagger in her side.

Tia, falling backwards off that cliff as I could do nothing.

Tia, wh...

We had found refuge in the bones of the old temple, one of the last forged links between the two kingdoms.

The war had started over ten years ago, on the eve of my twelfth birthday. I’d been playing in the meadow, just beyond the castle, when a tremor had shaken the earth, and clouds black as night choked the sky.

The temple had been hit—the first casualty of many—a statement from the other si...

It was a cloudy day as I walked up the hill, my hand loose around my sisters arm. “Okay Ainsley. I need to get home to do homework so you’ll only have a little while to play today.” I say as I carefully tie her shoe and help her take off her sweater. “Okay thanks Tay Tay!” She said as she ran down the hill squealing joyfully and I sat down on the nearby bench.

Ainsley went back and forth on the ...

“Aye Mel grab a beer man. You been cuffed up with your girl all the time you never have time for your boys anymore.” Martin said as he lit up his Newport. Martin was my boy of ten years. He had my back through every situation. When I was locked up back in 2012 he held me down. He put money on my books and shit and held secrets that even my girl Natasha didn't know. “Man my girl just had a baby ma...

Emotions are a question of mine.

Something I, a human do not know of.

Am I, a human capable of not feeling something that is so common and important to us humans?

I ask myself at night, day and non-stop.

Adoration, amusement, anger, awe, confusion, contempt, desire, disappointment, distress, fear, and interest I did not feel.

But then one day, it happened.

Who knows if it was a miracle or jus...

“I can’t believe you,” Finch snaps, walking even faster than he already was. “Why didn’t you say anything about those texts?”

“Who’d believe me?”

“You literally didn’t delete them!”

“I’ve got experience with people thinking I’m crazy.”

“Because you do actually kill everyone you live with.”

I pull at the gloves he’d forced onto my hands after the injections, not wanting to think of what they c...

It was the worst day of my life the day I learned my wife had been in a car accident.

My wife had a job interview a few towns over, to get there she had to take the motorway. I offered to drive her there but she wouldn’t have it, she insisted she go alone. She had always been a cautious driver, I knew that, but that didn’t stop my gut from telling me something bad was going to happen.

She left a...

It’s been 2 years since Ellie passed. She was only 16 when she had her overdose. I told her it was a bad idea. I TOLD HER IT WAS A BAD IDEA! I told her she shouldn’t have hung out with that witch Sarah. Sarah made her do it. Sarah made her go to that frat party even thought they were both just 16. Sarah made her do that stuff… SARAH MADE ELLIE HAVE THAT OVERDOSE… Sarah killed Ellie…

It wasn’t har...

I couldn’t hear her breathing any longer. She was tied to me in an enemy situation. We hear the enemy every now and then walking around. But then I don’t hear her breath any longer. I immediately panic thinking what if? What ifs can drive you crazy for two long. I panic and start trying to rip my hands out of the ties. I shake my head trying to get out of the blindfold. I’m in a perpetual state of...