Writing Prompt
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STORY STARTER
'Sometimes the only way to really forget everything is to go to sleep.'
Write a short story that opens with this line.
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“Sometimes the only way to forget everything is to go to sleep, forget and get away from things such as this,” Greg wheezed, his frightened laugh coming in sharp exhales. “This—this is just a dream. I’m back home, in my bed, and I just have to go to sleep in this dream to wake up, right?”
He laid against the cool, black colored grass and closed his eyes. The foul scent of decay covering the trees...
Sometimes the only way to really forget everything is to go to sleep.
That’s when I dream of her. She’s alive and laughing, she’s hugging me tightly, she’s smiling, she’s _breathing_. My dream world is a place where I walk into school on that October day and see her smiling at me and waiting to go to class together, replacing the memory of me going to school that day in a hoodie with the sleeve s...
Sometimes the only way to really forget everything is to go to sleep
That’s what I hope for
But every time I dream
It’s of the worries of my life
And the sadness of my thoughts
I always dream of the hands of grief that won’t ever let me go
I dream of the scream of anxiety that won’t give me relief
The problems of my daily life bleeding into my dreams
Constantly disturbing me when I’m supp...
Sometimes, the only way to
really forget is to sleep.
This is why the addict got high.
She fucked guys for money.
She wanted to forget it all.
The family she didn’t have.
The life she didn’t want.
Sometimes, the only way to
really forget is to sleep.
This is why the old man smoked.
He didn’t have anything to lose.
He didn’t have money, nah.
He didn’t have a wife.
Sometimes, the only way to
real...
Sometimes the only way to really forget everything is to go to sleep.
Sometimes sleep is impossible.
Sometimes it’s two am and you’re on a bus home running off minus eight hours sleep and trying to forget but you just cannot sleep.
Not relate? Okay, maybe it’s a bit specific. But bear with me for a moment and picture this:
Peace. Silence. A chance to finally clear your mind after a busy weeken...
Sometimes the only way to really forget everything is to go to sleep.
So that’s what I do.
I do it to forget the scars, to forget my dad, to forget my mom, to forget Levi. But most of all, to forget Rosa.
I miss her so much, but I also kind of hate her for leaving me, I know that makes me selfish and I know that she had to leave, but it still hurts. It hurts so badly.
Tonight I can’t fall asl...
Sometimes the only way to really forget everything is to go to sleep
It’s true
Sometimes you can feel it
Crawling
At the base of your skull
Reminding you
Of your inherent wrongness
So then you do sleep
Cotton depths
A fuzzy nothing
A fuzzy everything
Anything perhaps
When you awake
You merely feel stale
Perhaps that’s better
Than feeling yourself rot
Bit
By
Bit
...
Sometimes the only way we forget everything is when we go to sleep, and right now that’s all I could ask for. I don’t want to think, or speak, or devote any more energy to crying. I had spent the whole day driving across country to reunite with family to mourn the sudden, heart wrenching loss of my Grandfather. Family members I hadn’t seen in years exchange solemn greetings as we share fond memori...
*totally doesn’t re post her old stuff to keep the streak*
Atlas fell to his knees. Seconds earlier Adalia had watched him run into the burning building before she herself could do anything. He came out holding her unconscious daughter.
Adalia rushed to Trinity’s side while Atlas stood up and took a step back. He starred down at his feet.
“What’s with that face?” Adalia asked. At this point ...
“Sometimes the only way to really forget everything is to go to sleep” I mutter under my breath as I turn to walk out of Javier’s bedroom. I walk into his living room and straight towards his front door cussing him out as I am leaving. I slam the door, walk down the stairs and towards the street. As soon as I reach the sidewalk near the street, tears start streaming down my face and I look around ...
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