Writing Prompt
Writings
Writing Prompt
VISUAL PROMPT
by Annie Spratt @ Unsplash
Write a story where an important scene takes place in an outdoor play area.
Writings
Where It All Started
18 years earlier...
"Hi, my name's Leo and I'm five." The little boy had never met this girl before, but when your five, everyone is your friend.
"I'm Ally and I'm five and a half." The girl introduced herself as if she also made new friends with strangers everyday.
"Wanna play on the swings?" The boy, Leo, asked.
"Sure," Ally responded and they took of running on the the wood chips.
Off to ...
Why Do All Of The Other Kids Get Moms?
2012 . . .
“Race you!” August giggled as she bolted through their suburban neighborhood towards the playground, her prosthetic leg making a clanking sound against the concrete as the eight-year-old sprinted as fast as she could. However, she was still bit a slowed down despite her headstart. She heard Victor yell at her in Spanish behind her as he fruitlessly tried to keep up and she snickered...
Life
There she was, Allison, swinging by the woods. I knew I’d find her here. She was always here, swinging on the swings. I asked her one time why she always swung on the swings everyday. She said her and her dad used to come and swing on the swings everyday. Before her dad died, he told her to keep swinging on the swings that he’d always be there with her. She said its the only place where she can st...
The Power Of Love
The wood splinters and leaps up as the bomb hits the ground.
Everyone starts to scream and flee as black cylinders of hate start raining down. Frantically, I look around.
“Azalea!” I call. A big chuck of mud smacks me in the face and lands in my mouth. I spit it out and keep calling my daughter’s name. “AZ-A-LE-AAA!”
Another bomb lands behind my back, and the shockwave knocks me over. What kind...
Friends Forever
Lacey and June had been best friends since kindergarten. Lacey was painfully shy, and did not go out of her way to interact with the other children, whereas June was the complete opposite. In fact, June was extroverted almost to a fault.
“I like your braids! I wish I had hair as long as yours!” June had exclaimed after crawling on the ground to get to Lacey, who was kneeling on the ground under a...
Playground
Children shrieked on the playground—awfully restless and loud. “That’s why I don't have kids,” she thought, sitting on a park bench and her gloves grasping her coffee.
She seemed to be alone in the cold. Except for the parents, talking underneath a pine tree. They know each other. They must talk frequently. Have a lot of connections.
I should get into connecting. Talking more, she thought.
She ...
Playground date
It was cold. The leaves were falling as I was walking towards the swings where you waited for me. Sitting on them with slow and small swings forwards and back. You are wearing the scarf I gifted you on your birthday. It has these red stripes. Ohhh how I loved to see you wear it. You saw me and yelled „Com’on. Push me will ya?!“ with a big beautiful smile. Proudly showing your toothgap and the smil...
