Writing Prompt

I am sabotaged by the knowledge that I will miss this day, so I am glad that the sun has touched me.

I am glad that she chose to beat down and warm in the crevices and dips of my shoulder.

It was all very kind and wonderful.

It was all a very beautiful and bustling afternoon.

All blue sky, sweet and tired as ripe oranges.

Hot sand smiling and gleaming with the water heaving against it’s shore...

The sky was blue in my country

the house was blue

my little weeds grew sweetly

lifting their small faces up humbly

to the source of their grounded lives.

My mother didn’t like them;

she yanked them from the dirt

and threw them in a bucket

next to the sandpit.

I didn’t understand

why they chose to grow

where she could see them.

I sat in the little blue sandpit

and crouched down to the eart...

When I died, none of my friends were saddened—sorrow never truly touched their features, nor their hearts.

**HPD**

One cried, but it was just an act to them; a show; a part to play as the loving friend. They basked in the condolences of their audience.

_ V_**NPD**

One let themself frown sadly, their brows creased in dismay, because it was expe...

I love to see the fantastic and Gorgeous Sunset I Never saw in the sky and Also it’s looking so pretty and Nice and also lots of Different kinds of colors Above it got pink and Purple That is Also my favorite color too...

It was gorgeous. Aros almost had to look away from the light. It was blinding, searing, probably ruining his eyesight, but he couldn't get enough. He laid there, soaking it all in. He felt like laughing. Surely Emma would laugh with him, but she was ahead of him.

Like always, he thought.

He wished he could stay there a bit longer. The light on his face. No pain could be felt. It didn't matter th...

**I COULD NEVER UNDERSTAND HUMANS**

**CORE MEMORY NO. I**

The sun was bright in the meadow, a bit too bright in my standards, but it was cheery and warm enough to snap me out of my pitiful mood. Such sky and temperature was rather rare in the times where fall became winter. With my sketchbook, accompanied by my rubber and pencil, I laid with my stomach on the ground and my sketchbook open in ...

Finally, I’m going to be free. I’m going to be able to run without his chains dragging me back.

Soon I will speak of his manipulation and maybe he will pay the price rather than a slap on the wrist.

I will breath without him in the front of my mind. I will dance as a free woman. He took seven months of my life away from me. I’m going to take more. I’m ready to get dirt in my nails.

I’ve been g...

Pink and Purple fall

The most glorious thing I have ever seen

The dewy petals shimmer as they go

The fog allows the sun rays to shine

Like nothing I have seen before

You were my sunray

You were my pink and purple

You were the dew on my petals

Like nothing I have seen before

Now you are gone

This is all I have left of you

Even your garden is fading

Still glorious on its way out

Just like you

T...

The love she has for herself

Self-worth, humble and confident

Others envy

Her head held high, walking

Except she did it herself

It’s not meant to be that

Deserved comfort and care, she did

But she was all she had...

I remember when I was younger I lived next to the woods. Me and my sister spent most of our days running between the trees and splashing through the creeks, while the wind whipped through our hair in a frenzy and the branches slapped at our faces to scold us.

When we got older a building site wanted to destroy the forest for new houses, me and my sister were appalled, so we started a petition. We...