Write about an important event in your life from the perspective of someone close to you.
Really try to think about how and why someone else would relate to this event, don't just write about your own experience. It could be a fictional event if preferred.
What would you do
If they vanished
Or they just never talked to you
What would you do
If they got in a car and drove away
If all their things got stuck in a van
Would would you do
If they drove away with no explanation
If they went with their mum and dad but left you
What would you do
If they drove away fater than a butterfly
And you never got to say goodbye 😢...
(2 months earlier)
“Hey, James, I got to tell you something,” said my best friend who was standing beside me.
“Hey, yeah, whats up.”
“Oh cool! Where, hopefully its closer to me right?”
He looked at me on the verge of tears, and I started to get confused.
“No, not closer, further. A lot further.”
“What do you mean further? Like Montreal?” I asked a little worried now.
“Wait! I… uhm,” she gasped from beneath me. Her hands — anxious and unsure where to place themselves — find purchase on my bare chest. “I’ve never done this before.”
I blink. And then, almost involuntarily, a laugh of disbelief beats out of my ribs, shaking my body with its strength. I’m smiling, and I’m not quite sure why I’m smiling. An odd concoction of relief, delirium, and adrenaline swirl i...
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Maybe that’s not enough? I racked my brain to think what more I could have done to take care of her. It tore my heart that she was lashing...
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We shouldn’t have moved our oldest (me) is scared that she is going to get in a fight just cause she’s in a school that fights a lot. She had friends at our old house. After going to her choir concert we have to find a new school for her up that wouldn’t only brake her hart but bankrupt us.
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I can’t imagine the emotions that ponder in her thoughts and are drowning deep within her. Her heart- a father to break such a precious thing first. Her heart- How she loves is incredible and inspiring. Scary in other words. The amount of heart she has; oh how strong she conveys herself to the world, you’d be convinced of her strength. But how weak I k...
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“Oh, you’re cleaning?” I said slightly surprised. “Yeah, I’m having Hayden over tomorrow, and so I wanted to clean up a bit,” my sister replied. She’s having Hayden over? Oh, thank God,maybe she won’t nag me all day about how she want’s to spend time with me. “That’s good,” I simply say, reaching for my headphones and sketchbook from the desk.
“What are you up to?” She ask’s. Well, great. “I was...
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