(Doesn’t relate to the prompt.)

Chelsey POV

I reached into the Lays bag, grabbing a small, brown cooked chip. I grimaced, forcing it into my mouth and swallowing it with a gag. A tanned hand appeared in front of me. Looking to my left, Hazel has a smirk on her face with an extended arm. Her hand is a cupped in front of the bag. “May I have some?” She asks with an innocent, over exaggerated blink...

If you can, if you want- listen to this song while you read;

Hold On

By: Chord Overstreet

( I knew the song, so I paced the story to end with the music… I paused between the lyrics and read it between the music, slowly. It made my 12 yro sis tear up. 🥹🖤)

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Sirens scream in the distance, smoke fills the air as they pull her from the flames and lay her on a bright white cot...

The opera. My favorite thing to see. Ruby sits next to me, her eyes scanning the audience below us.

“Looks like Matt stood you up,” I say, she looks at me her blond curls twisted into a bun.

“I’ll go check outside,” she says, fear flashing across her eyes for a spilt second.

“While your out there,” I call, “Look for Amara.”

Ruby chuckles, “Brother. Did someone stand you up?” She says jokingly. A...

I feel my heart beat as yours goes out. Up in flames, our love burns bright

To embers it becomes, lost as my soul now finds itself

Without you

Love means pain

Fire burns, and so do your eyes into me

From the window, sorrowful and broken as the window pane

Burning you, burning me

I try to reach you

You are too far gone

Mouth agape in shock and finality

The last moments are agony and screams

The fi...

Cora was asleep, they all were. But Cora was in the deepest sleep, nothing could wake her, not even a fire. She dreamt of the fire, the way the smoke curled inside her lungs. The screeching fire alarms sounded like finger nails on a chalkboard. The stinging pain of the fire seemed almost real, to bad it was. In fact it seemed to real to the point where she realized it was. She tried to escape her ...

This is not a building on fire

This it’s my soul burning

The fire started from hateful thoughts after the tables started turning

At the top are the strongest flames

Because I realize it’s my mind that constantly puts my heart in pain

My desires get the best of me

No Fire extinguisher, or Fire Hydrant in sight

No one is here to rescue me

If I don’t get myself under control I can burn...

We were lucky to get out alive. True, the house was a total loss, as was everything inside. Years, decades of memories were gone in an instant. My wife fell to her knees, sobbing. I was silent, still in shock. How had this happened? What do we do next?

The fire department had arrived, and took to action. Granted this was my home, my world that was burning away to embers, but I still watche...

I see the smoke your blowing at me. You were the one in your professional role not me. I have no blame here, but yet you placed it on me. You were the one who broke your ethics....not I.

I came to you broken needed help in the darkest point in my life. You did not respect me or value me as a person. There you are with what you created. Your house is burning down around you. Your consequences not m...

"We would hear things, late at night. Always at the same time, around three in the morning." I could never sleep at night in that house. My wife said living in this historic house would open my eyes to the amazing history that this town lived. She was a junkie for that kind of stuff. Little did she know that that house would slowly drive me insane. The house would drag me down with it.

"What woul...

You left me here. Alone. In the cold. I have always loved this house, but now memories drip from the walls and the cracks in the floorboards form visions of you.

I see the red, orange, gold leaves fall and feel my tears do the same. Waxy tears, like a candle. They stick to my face. The trees look naked, and so does the house because its soul is gone. You were gone. I’m so cold.

You shouldn’t h...