Writing Prompt

That long walk home ,

With someone you once viewed so highly

Someone who you could talk with for hours ,

In an instant

Now you can’t even talk to for 2 minutes .

Where did the connection go ?...

I can feel the breeze a bit too much. It tickles my nose, and then disappears. I don’t want to feel this. I want to feel natural, but with a person almost thirty years older then me standing by my side that isn’t possible.

He’s my judge, for my trial that will take place in a few hours.

He said that this walk was my last time to explain to him why I stole from him. And if I didn’t get it right b...

In the world of emotions, they live as one,

A couple, like the moon and the morning sun.

She's super-sensitive, feelings right at her door,

Gets mad real quick, and sometimes even more.

Her heart's a wild mix of colors, so vivid and loud,

His heart's sweet and stormy, like a crazy, fun crowd.

When he gets all fired up, and the sparks fly,

In their love, they reach for the sky.

Her sensitivity'...

I am writing to exhaust myself

To tire my words

So I’ll lose desire to speak aloud

And my life will be undisturbed

And people think I talk a lot

But people would be wrong

When you really think about it,

I rarely really talk.

You’d know that, though.

I spare my words for you alone.

But you are not here, friend

We aren’t together, I’m just upset...

As Emily walked along the bustling street, she found herself accompanied by a man named Daniel, who she had always found difficult to talk to. The atmosphere between them was thick with awkwardness, as if an invisible barrier separated them.

Emily, a vibrant and outgoing woman, was adorned in a colorful sundress that swayed with each step. Her laughter echoed through the air, drawing the attentio...

Pockmarked walls dint pockmarked faces of our young. Nobody is talking. Nobody wants to.

They sit beside eachother for an hour, but don’t utter a word. Doesn’t the caged sing?

The girl with the full ponytail and jutted jaw wiped her hands over her laddered tights, quelling the sweat and swear words. The boy spreads his legs wider as he sinks further into the plastic chair and it creaks with th...

Muffled laughter filled the air around us, as if we were trapped in a prison of our own. Posters on the wall were suddenly the most intriguing thing we’ve both ever seen as we both fell deeper into the shallow end of the growing tension. The group project was now long forgotten as the nerves grew and loud voices infiltrated my mind.

The once towering brick walls that stood tall with my confidenc...

(Elise pov)

“Some things should be left behind way way behind we’re they can’t hurt anyone.” Cal said. I knew I’ve seen Cal before but when? what was he doing? Is that how he knew who I was? Millions of questions flooded my mind. I won’t ask I’ll see if he tells us himself.

“I’ll go to the market you should have more than just canned food in here.” I said. Walking away from the cave. I sighed, ...

It's half an hour's walk to Henry and Amelia's flat. You wanted an Uber but she wants to walk. The breeze is cool, a quiet night and quieter still with her silence. You try and keep rhythm with her steps. She notices things out of place. It draws her attention. If, god help you, you hesitate where she walks on, or walk on whilst she waits, then you are an impotent coward or a witless fool

At Henr...

I’m not usually up right now,

But I guess I am today. I had a hard time sleeping last night, and so I was half awake when Sam knocked on my window. It was dark then, but now the horizon has cracked open with new light. She had been embarrassed, but I don’t know why. I followed her out here but she won’t tell me where we’re going.The air feels sharp on the patches of skin that aren’t covered by my ...