Writing Prompt

I look into the cabinet

Fearful about the new career

Wear the clothes of the

Job you want

But where is my pirate outfit?...

I’m hiding from my demons in the cabinet

I regret I chose this dangerous career

Her blood is still on my clothes...

As he rapidly placed one foot on the step leading up to the stage, the realisation of accepting his award for best leading performance enveloped his mind - yet, a distant ringing thwarted his moment, gaining volume at increasing speed. The alarm. His eyelids reluctantly parted from their blissful nightly affair and a blurry darkened bedroom set the scene as he awoke. The career he dreamt of what n...

Harry’s mornings stuck to a strict routine. Breakfast was served for 6 AM, a shower followed shortly before his two hour commute to work. This was no ordinary day though. As Harry looked through his closet, he was unsure what clothes to wear today.

“I need to present myself well, today is the biggest day of your life” he proudly thought to himself. As he moved towards the door he knew that today...

It wasn’t the first time this had happened and again I thought to my myself why I took on this career. It didn’t even pay well, the hours were irregular, the customers were always trying to chew my face off. Like now, as I ran as hard as my legs could pump, sweat-damp hair flicking against my forehead.

I checked back over my shoulder and could see the possessed cabinet still chasing after me, kno...