Writing Prompt
WRITING OBSTACLE
Write a short story in a genre which you are either uncomfortable or unfamiliar with.
Think about which characters and plot lines would be suitable for your chosen genre, and how you will modulate your tone, language and style so that you don't end up writing in your comfort zone!
Writings
The Black Blood Disease Part 1 (wolf story)
_#1_
_āThe Forest Pack is stealing our prey, and even the forest seems to be starving. The trees are bare, and it feels like weāre being squeezed tighter every day. Every time I catch a scent of them, I want to rip their pelts off and run them out of our land! But I have to stay calm. Frost always tells me to think before acting, but I canāt stop my claws from itching.ā_
_#2_
_āLinaās headache wa...
The Mark
The rain and lighting furious as if Zeus the god of sky was at war with Poseidon the god of sea. Lilliana held on tight to a piece of broken board from her fathers ship, the same ship that was as destroyed by the fierce sea. Lillianās slowly gets weaker by the minute trying to keep herself above water. Iām sorry mother, I canāt hold on anymore. I will always be there with you, take care of little...
The devil
Jenni has a skateboard. Her hair is brown and red and her knees are scraped bright red with grey. She hisses. Her legs are bruised.
My parents donāt like me skating up and down this street but honestly I donāt care.
His dad has been cheating on her mom and her mom never has time for either of them anymore.
Itās always fighting so they donāt notice when Jenni slips away from the house.
In fact,...
Unfamiliar
Noctis had gotten her first taste of blood just days after she had turned seven years old. At first she was afraid and had panicked when the boyās chest stopped moving; giving the indication that he was still breathing. His body was limp and still as unmoving water. Noctis had reached out and touched the still warm blood that spilled from his head, where it landed and cracked on the sidewalk. _Aft...
Fucking Highschool Stories
_(Authorās Note: This is pain; I am in _**_pain_**_.)_
Highschool, every teenagerās worse nightmare. Well, itās mine anyway.
With a full stomach, washed face, and my eyes glued to the floor, I walk through the door of my first class: Environmental Science.
Wonderful.
āHelloā
_(ALRIGHT! IāM TOO UNCOMFORTABLE! Iām done. I cannnotāI will not!)_...
The cycle
As she cursed, she shot looks of hatred towards me and I felt each word as if they were hot daggers burning my skin upon entry. My thoughts were clouded with the constant judgement and reminders that all areas of my life would never be good enough for her. The hidden irritation that overcomes her body when Iām around is noticeable. In that very moment I decided that was enough. To no longer obey h...
Soul
Would you choose me in a room full of everyone you have ever met? I want to say I would, but my soul knows better than to believe I'll ever be the first choice. Even if you're my first choice I won't even be an afterthought in a room like that. So would I choose you? My brain screams no, but the whisper of hope from the part of me I lost so many years ago begs me like I did an eternity ago. Crying...
Surprise Date
I sat nervqously in this fancy Italian diner. My date was running late and I almost started to regret letting my friends set up another blind date. Not because I didnāt trust them butā¦ they werenāt a sight to wake up to. Just not my type okay?
I was about to get up when I saw a lady walk through the door with a fancy royal blue dress. After that a man in an equally nice attire. They didnāt appear...
In The Woods
The cold seeps into my bones. Like a chill that can never be sated no matter how much I try to warm my self up. Running around trying to find rocks helps close to none with me trying to stay warm. Not that itāll matter in a few minutes. I glance over at the mangled body that use to be my brother. A kitchen knife still lying in his stomach. His eyes soulless and empty, staring out into the sunset. ...
Alone Now, And Forever
I sit in my house alone as the rain downpours outside. Its a large house, more than I ever couldāve dreamed for. The gorgeous 10 foot tall windows, the fancy front door, the expensive black and gold furniture with the white staircase that looks like it was stolen from a princess castle. Itās perfect but empty.
Day after day I wake up, I sit alone at my 15 foot long dining table to eat, I sit in ...