Writing Prompt

It started with a old dying man. His shadow was by the man’s side his hole life, like a good little puppy. The shadow was sick of it.

The shadow was glad the old man was reaching the end of his life for it hade a plan.

When the old man finally dyed it took over the body. The shadow was finally free. The enslavement of the shadows would be over soon.

I...

**_JACK_**

I, from an early age, had always been fascinated by the idea of death and rebirth. I wondered if someone could die and truly become anew. I suppose my adoptive parents, who were Christians, brought on my fascination with the concept of rebirth. For they said you could become a new person with Christ—our dear lord and savior.

So why did I see people make the same mistakes? I thought ba...

“When you die,” my shadow whispered in my mind, “I will take over. You will have no control over what happened when I do. I could kill everyone you love, burn this very house down. But until then, I will wait.”

It acted as if my body would give out any day now. I’m a woman in my late twenties. I’ve never had any major surgery, any major medical problems. I work out, eat healthy. There is no reaso...

Shadow

Hallow

Mellow

Yellow

Somewhere

Nowhere

Beware

No care

Light

Bright

Sight

Fright

Dark

Lark

Start

Smart...

When I died,

my shadow decided that they would take over.

All I can do is churn in my grave.

As my shadow takes over my life like a dark cloud looming over a beach.

Dark movements, dark thoughts.

Speechless, with lips but without a mouth.

Does the shadow have my thoughts?

In all this time as my shadow,

They have had no choice but to look forward.

Always behind me.

Observation was...

My soul left the world my shadow cast my life force like a hauting ghost over old haunts.

The shadow interacted with the shadows of cars where Road bus is where I sat places She a ghost where I cooked or ate

In the sunlight among the trees in the shadows Russell among the Windy breeze

Among the neon lights of the gambling casinos love mother the shadow dances in the moonlight

It is happy an...

In my life, I was light

Sugared scones, yellow chalk, and joy

A world that felt inexplainable right

But then—

The sound of a gunshot

caused the scones to rot

washed away the yellow chalk

hammered the joy away

Within my bleeding corpse

Within the rotting scones

the filthy water

the rusted hammer

A sprout of dark formed

Pure, unbridled fury and betrayal

Rewrote me in dark ink

I lea...

“Okay I understand Rory. Let me tell you one last bedtime story. Once long long ago there were two worlds living side by side. One world the day world was much like this world only brighter with the sun always shining. In all shades of gray, the other was a night world of magical moonlight.

“Between day world and night world, there was peace for a while. Inhabitants of either land could travel a...

When I died, my shadow decided they would take over. My shadow expresses in an unexpected manner, which takes away all the fun I had. Leaving my people with an angry expression…...

When I died, my shadow decided, they would take over

Take a look or a glance, over my left shoulder

They’d find the husk of who I was

Sit in silence by myself just because

Think clear, speak loud, things I’d never do

But loud and clear my shadow pulls through

Separated by the light and the dark

There two sides to every coin

Too strong to pull apart

But now I’m gone the dark takes over

Gone...