Writing Prompt

My key turned in the lock and the door creaked open, stiff from months of neglect. I stepped over the threshold, dumping my back pack on the floor. Dust rose up from the impact and swirled lazily through the air, the larger particles catching the sunlIght streaming through the window.

I cast my eye around the apartment, checking to see what had changed. Would I even notice any changes after a yea...

I rummaged through my purse, trying to find my house key that’s went unused for a year. I finally found it, turning it around in the lock. The creaky door echoed in the mostly empty apartment. Dust flying everywhere, cobwebs filling the corners. I let out a long sigh of relief, and let the happiness show. I was finally home.

I walked up to the couch, pulling the sheet off of it and coughing after...

Stepping to a familiar door, bag in hand and lock idly waiting.

The key felt eager in my hand to end my journey for the time being.

Click.

The house sat still, echoing subtly back to me my own steps and setting down my own bag on a floor dustier than I remember.

Letting home fill my lungs I slide my hands across counters and furniture, remembering. Just remembering.

Laughing with friends on ...

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐦𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭, 𝐁𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

𝐁𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲:

The house was abandoned long ago.

It was covered in dust and a sheet was over the couch.

It was...

Abandoned

Not random

Dilapidated mansion

My passion

Dusty

And musty

Rearrange

Then change...

This sunny room

This sunny

Dust sprinkled

Faded old

Room

This is my home

The attic bedroom

Squishy bed

Faded blankets

Well loved toys

Memories

This is where I come to rest

Life is so bitterly cold

It’s frost

Envelops me

Burning me

To the core

Till I am left a time stamp

I’ve hurt so much

My head aches

With feverish anger

I’m tired

I’m done

Done with life

I fade

Just like my room

Childhood p...

Finally, after an arduous journey, Alexander's feet brought him back to his humble hometown. His weary body longed for rest, and his heart yearned to reunite with the familiar comforts of home. But as he approached his house, anticipation turned to bewilderment.

The curtains were tightly drawn, shrouding the windows in darkness. A layer of dust covered every surface, as if time had stood still du...

Fumble with the key

Insert and twist

A rush of scent hits me

Smells like me

Like home

I smirk

It’s been awhile little apartment

I think sarcastically to myself

I walk around as if it’s a new concept

A completely new experience

But it has all the memories

Caked into these four walls

The late night talks with people

The parties

The tv binging days

The laughter

The sadness

It’s all he...

Mallory slowly pushed open the door, the creaking sound echoed through the place she once called home. She carefully roamed the living room, letting her hand trail on the places that brought back memories. The scratchy couch she slept on when Roman kicked her out of bed, the picture frames that used to shake from the screaming, everything had a memory. Pacing around finding old reminders of the li...

Gone? I thought to myself as I stood in the dusty coffee nook. We had plans. We have catching up to do. We are supposed to have lots of conversations about my adventures. My travels were here idea!! 360 days?? 360 days, five days shy of the deal we made, to discover a world she never got to experience. My rock, my best friend, my roommate after my father passed, now my mother is gone, too?

We sat...