Writing Prompt

She’s horrible, I can’t stand to look at her.

Everyday in class I’m forced to glance at her; she sits right across from me.

Her glaring, bold eyes pierce me whenever I seem to look at her.

She looks mean, disgusted, and raging.

How could someone always be in such a bad mood?

And her hair, ugh, her hair! The sun shines it a golden auburn color! I hate it!

Sometimes her soft lips perk into a s...

The best piece of advice that was ever given to me was "Don't make an ass at yourself making assumptions". In life our mind tends to run a million miles a minute, between true crime television, real life scenarios you have heard through the grapevine, or through personal experiences you may have experienced, our brain tends to have this thirst of putting the puzzle pieces together. I mean how mad ...

you raised my brother with baseball, soccer, fencing

now he works in business and tech

you raised me with tutus and tiaras and little pink dresses

and somehow

some way

i fell in love with the meanest sport on the planet

and i like getting beat to shit for fun

what does that tell you,

dad?

yeah,

i was never my father's daughter....

A girl enters the library, slumped shoulders, eyes looking at the ground. Her hair, clothes, and makeup are raven black.

She waves to the librarian before making her way to the table across from me.

Her headphones are blasting metal music, the horrifying cacophony turning heads.

I make my way to tell her to turn the thing down, maybe remind her there are better fashion choices she could be maki...

When I first felt it,

My rainbow felt like rain.

A torrential downpour.

A Kinsey 5 hurricane.

It was beauty and it was pain.

A loss and a gain.

When this technicolor

lightning

strike

Short-circuited my brain.

So I buzzed and buzzed,

Tried to think my way out

Of the truth of me,

I was lying about.

_Out of everyone, why me? _

_After all this time, why now?_

_Is this a truth...

She was beautiful. The most gorgeous woman I had ever seen. She could have been a goddess, honestly. Her clear ivory skin and green eyes were all too striking for me to look away.

She was talking to a group of guys, her head thrown back in laughter about something they were discussing. Oh, how I wish I could have been closer to hear what it was that made her laugh like that.

However, I could n...

Shunk Ka, the sound of a pump action shot gun is distinct and memorable. Slowly raising his hands over his head, Rhys Witherspoon swallowed hard. The insurance agent quaked in his space boots. Usually people were happy to meet their claims adjustor. Or anxious about how much they would receive? Rhys stared into the double barrels and smiled.

“I think there has been some sort of misunderstanding, ...

Very rude

What an attitude

Ignores everyone

I’m almost done

Come to find out

He never shouts

He’s silent as a lamb

Calm as a clam

The introvert...

I was at a garage i had a car problem it needed fixing the man was angry abrupt and I felt horrible I thought he was rude not responding but I later felt he was nice helpful but it was just him. I realised that 1st impressions are not everything....

She looked so good walking down the street, jewelry reflecting in the sun, bag swaying at her side. I couldn’t afford a bag like that; never would, never could. She made her makeup and hair look so effortless, as if she were so utterly herself that it was difficult for someone like me, someone who didn’t know who they were, to comprehend. Her shoes cost a month of rent for me. I knew that because ...