Writing Prompt

**-this is the first one I made just had to repost it**

_(warning: this contains murder)_

Blood, pain, realisation; he was dead. My palms and clothes stained with crimson as I was still running despite my entire body screaming at me to stop. I had to get away. away from that cursed place, away from the reality of my own actions. actions that led to cold blooded murder but one question kept linge...

This is where it ends, right here in the grass with the cool breeze brushing against my face. My entire existence has come down to this very moment, of all the places I could have gone this had to be it. The drums in the distance sync to the beat of my heart, my tears dry on my cheeks as I quietly begin to cry. I had to be stubborn and independent and take this trip alone into the wilderness...I m...

lying in a grass feild

surrounded by my thoughts

wind droning on about the flowers

Hear the music of my heart

Hear the birds in the trees

Hear you breathing next to me

See the bright blue sky

see the clouds driting through

see the beautiful face of you

feel the grass on my fingers

feel your breath as it lingers

feel the stress melting away

Smell the clean air

smell the freshly bloomed fowers

...

I was running. No time to think about anything. Just run. Don't question why.

"Your just doing your job" a little voice in my head said.

"Your not a bad person"

As I chased the target down in the woods I slowly assured myself that I was a good person even though deep down I know it's not true.

I threw one of my blades at the target and hit them in the back making them fall to the groun...

You disgust me.

I wait in water, as murky as this body’s limitations.

You dragged me down, since I’m gurgling in this little puddle.

You fail me, my vessel.

Potential thrown as your muscles rip.

This mass of matter, floating and moving as one, analyzing information and forever lasting,

Stuck in a prison.

Only made of flesh and bones.

Constant possibilities wasted as this body waste...

My sister liked photography. She snapped pictures of everything. It always bothered me when I found pictures of animals eating other animals or of dead things.

Our upbringing shoved us from trailer to apartment, then back and forth enough that we never really understood our mother. I left home as soon as I turned of age. All I ever wanted was stability. What I wanted for my mother defied my mothe...

“June 2nd.. only daughter of a single dad.”

“Born on June 2nd. According to his Facebook posts for your last four birthdays, and your friend Kendal’s birthday post on instagram. You guys looked so cute in those old pictures. So young. You’ve grown up so much.”

“I wondered how important 0-6-0-2 would be to him. I wondered, would 0-6-0-2 be his front door code? Surely it couldn’t be so simple, but ...

As Bria ran as fast she could she unexpectedly realized she had no where to go. But before she could process that entire thought she was struck with a brick three times before collapsing to the ground. Jameel pulled the gun from his waist band and shot Bria in the head three times before turning the shotgun onto his self and pulling the trigger....

“God, please save me. Forget all my sins. I promise to change. Oh, please do salvage me from this torture.” These words spiralling in my head continously as I ran in the woods barefeet. My legs felt like noodles I could barely feel my legs anymore as if they were no longer mine.

Running, breathing, hoping for salvation, suddenly my legs gave in. I could no longer run. I hear them. Their chants g...

I’ve always been my parents favorite child everyone always said Sarah was a little odd, too odd never once did it ever occur to anyone in that little town that Sarah the darling beautiful girl would murder her own sister on Halloween. Sarah was always jealous of me, I mean I couldn’t blame her for it, the parents fancied me. Got me new clothes most of the time and presents but somehow she never go...