Writing Prompt

“But I don’t want to do your laundry!!!!” Jayden whines, throwing a temper tantrum that is the mother of all temper tantrums.

“Too bad,” I sigh, pulling the remote out of my pocket. He visibly flinches at the sight of it. I laugh. “Tough break, kid.”

I press the button and he suddenly smiles although there’s pain in his eyes.

“Do my laundry,” I command whimsically, chortling at this marvelous...

It’s a trade secret. You can’t tell anyone.

When you become a doctor you take this oath, and The Remote is bestowed upon you.

You enrol patients into your clinical trials, but they aren’t assigned to the group receiving the drug that will save their life. You know they will die without The Remote.

So you click click click, and they change. They take care of themselves, they’re optimistic, they...

At last! My invention is complete. Months and month of trail and error, and having to secure the parts needed. The stress of having to hide the invention. But it is complete. I am ready.

The woman enters the room first. I press the button, for “happy.” She pauses, shakes her head, and looks down at me. She smiles, “Hello, Fluffy! Who’s a cute kitty cat? Huh huh?” She kneels down and sc...

*Disclaimer is you don’t feel comfortable for self harm.*

*Inappropriate language*

So here’s the background of this story. Greg is an asshole. He’s my moms boyfriend and he suck mad balls. Luckily me tho I happen to find a crazy remote that controls emotion. So that’s dope. Anyway I used it twice to get some free food and get mad head for a girl. So one night Greg gets hella drink and beats my mo...

Parenting was never hard for me. I was told ‘babies don’t come with a manual.’ No, they don’t, but mine mysteriously came with a remote.

I was knocked out; drugged as the pain was just too much to handle; I’d been naive to think I could handle childbirth because ‘women were the stronger sex’. We might be stronger but pushing a fireball out your lady parts certainly broke me.

I awoke to a fuss...

If I were to control peoples emotions , that would be fun ! First, I will grab the remote and press happy. But before I would do that, I would design it how I want. Yellow ( happy ), Blue (sad ), Red ( mad ), Purple ( curious ), Orange (calm) . Then I would make everybody’s silent. Muahha ha ha ha!!!!!!!! So that’s what I would do !...

“It’s like whatever I do... you just don’t listen!”

He stormed towards the kitchen.

Clattering. Smashing. The hiss of a can.

“What am I meant to do! How can I explain myself!”

I grabbed the remote.

Silence.

He stumbled through, handing the can to me.

I sipped at it.

He fell into my arms.

Silent. Quiet.

We kept watching the tv.

I’ll deal with it tomorrow....

If I had a remote control to manipulate people’s emotions I would use it make everyone happy

I hate seeing people unhappy

Would use it to make others more loving

Instead of hunting

We all are the same inside and out

Why is love begging to drought

We all want what we want

No matter whose font

We need to start sharing

Most of us need to share our words and be more daring

We all have one life...

If I had a remote control that could control people emotions I would use it on myself. I would make myself more confident, more carefree, maybe I wouldn’t be so sad all the time if I could control it with the click of a button. I don’t know. I don’t think it would be fair to manipulate other people’s emotions. It would be like cheating but as for myself, I feel like it would be easier. I wouldn’t ...

I don’t know what I’m doing any more. I don’t know who my friends are, who I can trust, who I can love anymore. Before the remote life was so much easier. I knew people liked me for me instead of the remote. I knew that they can feel real emotions and actually knew what they were doing. But then the remote fell down from the sky.

I didn’t know what it was for but when I fiddle...