Writing Prompt

“Whoa, what is this?” I asked astonished at what my friend showed me inside his newly arrived package. The thing inside is covered with a black sheet of paper.

“Secret, I’ll show you tomorrow” he replied to my question, he folded the box and put it in his closet. The box isn’t big enough to contain boxes of snacks, nor so small to just only contain just a iPhone. I was requested to leave right af...

Identity:

-Famous

-14

-Girl

-nondenominational

-_Straight_-

_stra-_

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_straight???_

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_….._

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_Well, that’s what the neighbors think…_

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_Let me explain-_

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_I am bi, me and my friend have this joke- (off topic)_

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_Anyways my neighbors are STRONG Baptists_

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_I don’t care about religion like you could pray to a rat fo...

Being lower on the totem pole in the office (at least in terms of experience) hasn’t allowed Andy Connick much say in the case. It’s not like he’s been really stressed out about it, but something must be up. Ever since the 1st girl missing this passed month, he’s had these nightmares

These dreams have left him waking up in sweat and despite the intensity of them; He hasn’t been able to remember a...

And there she was standing with her back against the wall, still as her mind remained in a turmoil. She didn’t exactly like being the center of attention... she was timid though she had these glossy big beautiful eyes, sassy attitude but a sweet smile. How could a person like that have such a inviting aroma but yet be oblivious to a surprisingly secret kept from herself. Whose to say it’s her faul...

What he doesn’t know,

Is something that’d destroy him.

I wish that the reality weren’t so,

But the truth runs deep.

Coming clean will be oh so rough,

Lies upon lies will eventually seep.

Doing the things to make myself happy,

Without thought of his love,

Beginning the feel that guilt now,

But if I’m honest, I know it won’t end well.

Yet, I know that if I am, it’ll set me free.

If being with him ...

“I’ll be back in a couple of hours”, Helena said resting her little hand in the flashing red door of her wardrobe. “Don’t be too scared, it’s okay”.

School today was going to be even more boring than yesterday, and definitely more than the day before. School already couldn’t teach her anything that she hadn’t read in some random book before. Really impressive for a seven year-old girl, although s...

i start my day with a cup if coffee

no different than you

i will dread getting out of bed but

once i do i feel amazing

on my way up, maybe ill grab a cookie

grab a bite

im feeling risky today

but life with me is like

biting into that chocolate chip cookie

only to realize it is actually an oatmeal raison

and you dont feel lied to

you just feel hurt for believing it was anything but bitte...

He wakes, stretches, and greets the morning. Today will be a good day, he thinks to himself. Pattering down the stairs, he mews his good mornings to the tall ones, and looks at his food bowl. Something is off. It was not nearly as full as it should be.

“You’re getting too fat, Fluffy,” one of the tall ones remarks. “The vet said to cut down on your food.” A diet! The indignity of it all. Fl...

The year was 1948 and it wasn’t getting any easier. On the contrary, it was getting harder and harder to hide. Maybe it would be easier in a nice little town somewhere; a farm, a quiet suburb, anywhere one can keep to oneself. But no, Rosalina didn’t live in a little town— she lived in New York City.

Granted, there were a lot of different viewpoints and lifestyles in the City. People tended to ju...

Ben and I walk down the street. I’m holding onto his arm as usual. I can feel his warmth beneath his sweater, my manicured fingers lightly denting his muscles. We pass a homeless guy with a dog and I turn to Ben. “Can you give him some money, Bennie?” I ask, real sweet.

“Babe, he’ll probably just spend it on drugs.” Ben replies.

“But he has a doggie... please?” I bat my eyelashes at him. That al...