Writing Prompt

Rolf's Story- It was... tolerable weather outside. Nothing special, of course, for it was the middle of March, but it wasn't nearly as bad as the storms a few weeks ago.

I suppose you'd want a bit of backstory. Call me Rolf.

Modern life was killing me, man. I couldn't bear another day with _phones _or television. So I went to life in the mountains. For a profession... I guess you could say I'm a spy. Not, like, in the big-city all fancy way, but I like to watch my fellow people from the top of my triangle.

That's basically it.

So, anyways, after hunting a bit of game I saw this huge bear. Proper came up to me and everything. At first, I wasn't worried, but it let out this massive roar. I screamed. I started to run back, but it just wouldn't stop. I dropped some of my supplies, and then it grabbed on and wouldn't let go to my bag. I was now proper terrified. I yelled out, and just for one second wished that I didn't pick a life of a hermit. Just for a second, though.

Olaf's Story- Today, the weather was rather cold. I didn't feel like going on a hike today, but I needed to get the steps in. I got out my map, and though that the mountain would be a nice place to go. I heard that there's somebody who lives up there. Poor man, living all on his own.

So, about half an hour in, I begin to hear this weird screech coming from the bushes. I ponder, for it must be a small rabbit or marsupial. I shrug it off, and walk on.

A few minutes, I realise that it's getting dark. The fog is so outrageous I can barely see my own hands. I decide to head back now. Walking down, I hear that screech again. It doesn't sound like a small mammal. In fact, the shadows on the tree base tell me that it's something much bigger. I peer over, and to my dismay, I see a small man being attacked by a huge bear!

Al's Story- As mountain-control ranger, it is my duty to protect people who have lost their way on their way up there. Today, It's one of those days that start off sunny and fine, but by the end you wish you were dead. It all started when I saw a flare.

I hoped that it's just something insignificant, like somebody caught in a nettle or something. So, I took my helicopter up to check it out, and to my shock, there was a large bear, standing right below me!

I land and start to decide what to do with this bear. That's when I find out I forgot my tranquilliser. I must have left it at the camp. I stand back, for I have no defence myself. What could happen?

The End- Panicking, Al throws a rock at the bear. This only angries the bear further. It begins to lunge at him, when two figures rise up, one visibly tired and the other in pain. It is Olaf and Rolf. They corner the bear, and leave it in the middle. For anyone of them could sacrifice themself to give enough time for the other one to escape. But who will?

Al is a mountain-control ranger, as Olaf recognises in his badge. This is a high level of authority, and is responsible for saving many lives. Rolf is an advocate for the people stuck in the past- he has shown everyone that a life in the mountains is possible. Olaf takes these into account, and then speaks four very powerful words.

"I will be important."

He then proceeds to lunge at the bear.

Thank you for reading.

metamorphosis is not pretty it is raw, it is messy, and it is brave.

it is a testament of strength, for not everyone can digest their entire being without drowning and emerge from the sea with wings.

Brave can mean many things to someone It can mean Taking that leap Getting out of bed in morning Asking out that big high school crush Conquering a new fear Getting rid of a toxic friend

It all means something different to us But it all ends in the same result With us being as brave as a lion Taking our quest head on Conquering it And being braver than the lion itself.

The fight for change is all that you crave to gain the freedom and not feel like you’re caged or that your doubts play center stage . Sometime it feels like you’re stuck in a cave as you build up the courage to stand up and be brave .

In the shadow a beast waits to feast . Defeating the fear as time draws near . Through the land it moves with a plan . To stand and defend , against your hand .

A fierce interaction , a great interruption of the peace , a powerful reaction making you tremble to your core . A lion one simple roar a presence so intense that will make you want to jump over a fence in a second .

You see to become king of a pride you have to learn when to fight to deter the enemy . Soon you’ll find the strength to stand with might .

To claim a throne of a pride , you must learn when to engage to not pick sides at any means . But confront each competition with rage to rip out the page of fear to be brave in the face of danger .

Besides it was never taught to win a battle as it stood and faught with battle scar to prove . Maybe that doesn’t sound bizarre the wounds it carry can be seen from afar .

How love still shines through a beast we dread , isn’t it quite clear instead ? They roam the land to survive , despite the hardship to thrive they take each step with bravery in their stride .

Find your voice to rejoice in the choice to find your roar to explore .

The road to success isn’t addressed by the surrounding but by the way you walk the path to determine your destination .

I can do it I can let go I can try Just for tonight

“Place down the apple,” You say. “You were doing so well, What number is that one.”

I bite my lip And toss the apple Into the Trash

“IT DOESN’T MATTER!” I yell, pushing away from you. “I can’t do it, I can’t stop.”

You do not answer Only grab my shoulders And look into my eyes Deeply

“I believe in you,” You say, voice clear “You can do this, You can be brave.”

I sniff Tears bloom from The corners of My eyes

“But, whenever I don’t,” I say, a rock lodging into my throat “I feel so empty, I need something to fill me.”

You pat My shoulders And bring me Into your arms

“I believe in you,” You repeat, “You were doing Fine before.”

I push away And somehow A tart makes it Into my hand

“I-I need to eat,” I stuff the tart into my mouth, “You don’t understand! You don’t know the hole inside of me!”

Your eyebrows crease together But instead of healing back At me You smile

“I know,” You grab my hands, “But I know you can do it Be brave, my darling.”

Be Brave….

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(I’ll let you figure out what this poem is about in your own; I mention it a lot when I write my poems. Oh yeah! It’s a story/poem you guys!!! This is what I was talking about! Thanks for reading and have a great day!)

They say I should leave my house  If I do the blazing fear will douse  Leaving me soaking wet, And filled with bitter regret  It’ll get easier they say  The sludgy fear will go away  The bugs crawling on my stretched out skin  Turning around to the exit I spin Life’s like a cheap brassiere Lacking any support but I’m still here  Stuck in a world of night  In a life I can’t rewrite  They say I hold the pen of fate In my hands is an empty slate   The life I want to unlock  Lies within this piece of chalk  But what if I’m dreaming too big  Downing delightful destinies with a swig  What if everything collapses  While time around me elapses  And I stay melded to suck  While the world around me goes amuck 

What if the only space that I can leave a trace  Simply lies within this house that hides my terrified face  What if I venture outside to find I don’t belong  Because everyone around me knows lyrics to life’s song  What if my differences never make me shine  They’re all just attributes to my mental decline  What if I’m somewhere at the wrong time  And I become a statistic of yet another crime 

Just try, they remark  And I’ll respond with needless snark   Afraid, unsure, and filled with doubt  But even I know I must venture out

Within a cage of bone, a fragile thing, A feathered heart with longing in its breast, Yearns for the boundless sky, the wind to sing, A whispered dream, a hope that will not rest.

But fear, a serpent with a chilling gaze, Enfolds the bird and poisons its delight, With tales of storms and treacherous, cruel ways, And endless falls from soaring heights of light.

Yet still it beats, with courage newly strong, And pushes back the bars with all its might, A silent battle fought its whole life long.

Then bursts from bondage, on defiant wings, Leaving its doubt and fear on shattered things, To taste what freedom bravery may bring.

If lies were currency, You would be rich.

If 'second chances' were water, You would be drowning.

If mistakes were lives, You would be immortal.

But what is wealth, Without family?

Who drowns And doesn't try to swim Up to the surface?

What is the point of living forever, Without the ones you love?

Snap back Into reality.

Right your wrongs.

Look death, Loneliness, Failure, Regret, Hate, In the eyes.

Show them… Show them who mercy is.

Brave People have called me this before But I’m not

    I fight with my gut 

like a dog on a leash I say that I’ll jump but then wait till next week I only leap when I’m too tired to fight I chase the moon only when it’s already night I stick to safety like gum to a shoe I live to think but then never can do I’ll step off a cliff but only when pushed When faced with real risk my spine turns to mush

But you moved across country! Yes but Only because my house wasn’t my home But you came out of the closet! Yes but Only because it’s death being alone

To really be be brave I’d have to Choose, to try To trust myself enough To kiss the familiar goodbye

So yes I’ve made bold moves but I fought them hard first Because my heart sees the good but My mind fears the worst

I don’t take leaps without a tired inner voice

So don’t get it twisted I’m not brave

I do jump But only When I have no other choice

Trigger warning-Mention of suicide

Just today, I saw a bunny run out into the road I saw and felt the fear in those eyes I wanted to give the bunny all the bravery I had I wanted to jump out and help, but I couldn’t I watched helplessly as my mom and I drove by

A few years ago my grandma passed away I loved going to her house each week She spoiled us with cookies and Tootsie-rolls I loved her so much, I still love her so very much But I watched helplessly as she slipped away

4 years ago my freind tried to take her life I stood frozen as a text came through I yelled, I called, I told my mom to dial 911 I knew what to do as I sprang up and ran Then I watched the sky helplessly as a siren zoomed by

Uncontrollable things will happen in life, And you wish you could give others bravery You wish you could help them be brave But sometimes you just can’t Sometimes you just sit there, helplessly watching