Writing Prompt

Aaron peeked his head into the house. "Mom?" he called.

Lyric came from the kitchen. "Yes dear?"

"I have someone for you to meet." he whispered.

"Is it the lucky lady I've heard you fawning over?" Lyric gasped.

Aaron opened the door more and there she was. "Mom, this is Blossom. The love of my life."

"Oh, Blossom! My son better be treating you nicely!" she exclaimed.

"He is, Ms. Maupin. You ...

It was another wintery day at Hogwarts the snow was brightly shining through the curtains even though Ann wanted to sleep longer she realized she had school and a lot of catching up to do so and slid out of bed and went to her trunk by the foot of her bed got dressed in her Slithern robes grabbed her wand and dashed out of the girls dormitory she went up the stairs and accidentally ran into anothe...

Mara was a sweet young girl, with wide, blue eyes and golden curls.

She carried herself gracefully, despite the constant pushing of her away in the halls.

She didn’t mind distractions, for whenever she looked at a babbling boy or giggling girl, they would magically quiet down. Mara was the teacher’s pet, and everyone adored her. One day, while sitting at my desk, I noticed her writing in a notepa...

She comes to school every day with tears in her eyes

Which makes me wonder why

But then she sits in her chair, refusing to move

Which makes me want to send her home

I watch the other kids play

And I watch her sit and stare

It bothers me so much

So I say “Lila, why?”

“Why won’t you go play?”

“Why won’t you listen?”

No response.

Hours later, everyone’s gone.

She’s gone too.

As I pack u...

(Wolf pov)

Leona glanced at me.

“Hey wolf.” She said.

“Yeah.”

“I know a place were you can lie low. Back home I have a tree house. My sister Laya never goes in it. It would be the perfect place.” She said. I thought about it for a minute. A tree house in the city wouldn’t be a place Amon would think to look… but the closer I get to Leona the more danger I put her in. Finally, after a good few min...

A glint to the left

Strikes a shimmer of blue-

Then a glint to the right

Changes that hue.

A gaze back to me

Seems a trick of the light,

As now his eyes are blank-

Overtaken by all white.

Panic overtakes me

As the truth sets hard in-

This adolescent has inner chaos

Flowing to its own whim.

Though chaos does in fact flow

Through every coursing vein,

Those sent to my guidance

Have complete cont...

I didn’t realize it until it was too late. Edgar Allen Poe had reincarnated as a little James Hertford, a 3rd grade English student who could never sit still. At first it was hard to distinguish the drastic differences in his behavior and his writing from the first day of school to now.

Before, James didn’t really care much about the English language. He formed lazy sentences during writing time...

Orange shag carpeting and dark paneled walls, a glass topped brass coffee table with a heavy green ashtray, a dog-eared stack of magazines, and Raymond, all sitting in Clifford Klein’s waiting room. Macrame hangings and bedraggled asparagus ferns, the dusty decor bored Raymond. In a corner a large basket of grubby gnawed wood blocks made Raymond grimaced.

“Mrs. Johnson, Ray is a good boy, very p...

The child could see. Not like a normal child, but like a security camera. They could see everything.

The teacher didn’t quite know how to react. They had detained the student on allegations of cheating, and the child protested that they had abilities. Just to amuse himself, the teacher allowed a test of these claims. They were the truth. At least the kid wasn’t a cheater, right?

And so, how to p...

Oh to think they were special

Just another husk of a person

Is really under that facade

Yet this is a carefully

Constructed lie

For you see

With the existence of a layer

Comes the fact that with one, there must be more

This one is full of layers

So many

They lost count,

And lost themselves

Have you ever met a person

With such a fragile sense of self

They parade with an air of arrogance

And an ...