Writing Prompt

Behold my unfurling. Hark, that tickle deep in the back of your throat. Is that an ache in your calf? The catch in your breath is my trumpet. That phlegmatic drumming in your chest’s hollow. I am coming.

Deny me at your peril.

Ease into my warm molasses of fatigue. Accept my embrace in a smothering of congestion. Remember we are boon companions. Shards of me are sprinkled in your DNA. I’ve evolve...

His breath came out foggy despite the fact that he couldn’t feel any temperature. He walked across the endless, black sea of dreams and thoughts. Everywhere he looked, through the water was a new memory.

Finally he found what he was looking for, a tangible fragment. Sitting on a pink, princess, plastic chair sat a little girl. She wore a stained, puffy, blue dress, and a crown missing most ...

She blinked again. She rubbed her eyes. It made no sense - the reflection in the mirror was not her own. She splashed more water on her face, but it was still the same image she saw in the mirror. Miranda’s gave way staring back at her. Sophie gasped. What was going on … was she dreaming? Shee looked around the room and realized she want at home but this was Miranda’s bathroom. She looked down at ...

I woke up in a hospital bed with odd machines surrounding me. I gazed around in a sort of daze, for I had never been in a hospital. A nurse walked in at that moment and exclaimed, “Oh! You’re awake, Walter?” I stared at her dumbly. My name wasn’t Walter, it was John. So why would she call me that? It was only then that my medicated, half asleep brain started to put the pieces together; I woke up i...

“How can you be so still? It’s like you’re barely breathing.”

“What do you mean still? I’m right here!”

I wave my hands in front of her face but Janieva doesn’t even blink. Her hand is over her mouth and she stares — stricken.

“I’m so sorry Toni. It all went too far.” Tears trail down her face as she stares at the mummified lump on the bed, the body wrapped in gauze, tubes leading in and out.

...

Waking up Rowan felt little off. She flung her blanket off and went to get dressed. Her normal routine was shower, getting dressed,tea and work. Today though she got dress in what felt like yesterday day clothes, made has hers , eggs and bacon in which she she some how was engrossed by rioting going on in Northern Ireland over immigration. Walking out She ended up doing some qigong in a back yard ...

Light filters in through the window, glaring slightly in my eye. Adjusting my position, I sigh and lean back in the chair. A plate of cold food lay forgotten on the desk in front of me. I glance around my room before standing to my feet, stretching to relieve my limbs of their ache.

Where is he? He should’ve shown up hours ago. He and I planned to hang out for awhile during the weekend, and alrea...

Cyrus opened her eyes, vision blurry as it focused. Where was she? She turned around when she heard a little girl’s voice say, “NO! Please! W-what did I do wrong?!” She knew that voice….was she? No- it was impossible! She couldn’t be in Adalia’s mind….could she?

“Normally, I would put people into their best friends minds. Buuuuuut, I think this will teach you a big lesson your majesty,” a while ...

Teresa had had a lot of drink when she confronted me about my “rotten personality”. I will give her the fact of her drunkenness and that at least she had the tiniest bit of perspective not to yell at me in the hotel bar. She waited until we were in the room we were sharing for what was supposed to be our girl’s weekend before she lit into me.

It was certainly an eye opener. I thought we had had ...

(Really depressing story, just a heads up.)

“You shit!” Connor yelled from his beanbag chair.

I couldn’t help but laugh as my car veered around his and I won the race. It was always the running joke when Connor and I played Mario Kart. I always won races out of nowhere when Connor was ahead.

He always wanted to prove it wrong though, insisting we play one more and pushing video game convers...