Writing Prompt
STORY STARTER
Write a story about a romance that reduces to basic friendship.
Perhaps this happens in a single scene, or your story could be set over a long time.
Writings
Rivers
I chat with you for days, feeling a new sense of excitement and novelty. We meet, and I am drawn in by your presence, unlike anything I’ve ever felt. I am a river and you are a river and we are now crossed, as it was meant to be. You show me around town, new places and new things. We express our love with words and different ways of expression. We spend every day together, day in and day out. You ...
To Gamble Dangerously
Stars shone in her eyes as we danced in the moonlight. We tripped and stumbled over each other’s feet, but we were to happy to care. Too in love.
The world slipped away from beneath us until we were dancing with the moon, the magic of our love keeping us afloat in the smooth waves of the nights sky. It couldn’t have been more perfect…
Drrrrriiiinnnngggg! The school bell rang, finally. It was on...
𝔸𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕚𝕖𝕤
The house went absolutely quiet as the two teenagers both put what was about to happen into context.
“I’m sorry,” they both said at the same time. The boy chuckled and motioned for the girl to go first.
“Kade, you know we can’t do this anymore. It’s too much to handle, with the move and my job and everything. We just have to put a pin in our relationship,” she said, crossing her legs in the cha...
I prefer us as friends anyway
The first time Anne kissed me, it was on my mouth. I'd never been kissed before, so I'll admit I was a little lost for what to do? Put my hand on her face? Her waist?
It didn't occur to me till afterwards that I should've just kissed her back.
The second time Anne kissed me, it was to save my life. I'd chased Rufus to the lake, stupid dog was always wading in after his tennis ball, and slipped...
John
He saw her across the room, talking and dancing with her friends without a care in the world. He mustered the courage and walked over to her.
“Hi, my name’s John.”
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He smoothed down the front of his suit and rang the doorbell. He finally got to take her on a date. After a few seconds of silence, he was stuck. It could be considered rude if he rang the doorbell again, but on the other hand...
Life’s A Bitch And Then You Die
Mother Krissy Was off of drugs for a moment she come to Ginger and sked her Why are You so Mean An evil towards her so as the confrontation got deeepr an deeper this is What Ginger looked at her mom and said
this boy about the same age i was he stayed with his granddaddy he also had a candy store in the fronmt little house so while his grandson and Ginger played they also ate candy pickles ev...
What Are We Left With
I’ve always been a hopeless romantic. In high school English we all got assigned that stupid class reading of Romeo and Juliet. You know the one where the teacher gets to humiliate the class jock on being Mercutio and read lines aloud. Well, I loved it! All the stories of old Tristan and Isolde, Alladin and Jasmine, beauty and the beast all retelling, and even the modern ones. I loved it so much t...
Old Friends
Humid, loud, and packed. My heart is squeezing in my chest, tight with panic. Too many people, too much noise. A drunk, slurring girl knocks into me. I'm drenched in cheap beer. Air, I need air.
The sound of the party roars like an amphitheater until the back door slams shut. Silence rings in my ears. The air is crisp, like a clean slap across my face.
I sit down on the backstairs with a deep s...
Lovers To Friends
It all started in high school, we got together. Everyone saw us as the couple that would last. So did we. We were so in love that we spend everyday together doing things we both liked.
It stayed that way for a year until someone got cheated on and it all started from there. The trust issues, the fighting, the taking breaks. Everything got complicated and we didn’t even know what we were.
It st...