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STORY STARTER
Write a short story about a character who is running from something.
This could be literal or metaphorical – see what sparks your interest!
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I run back to the start line, only barely losing my focus on the track ahead.
I see him…or at least I think so.
Is that him?
No, it can’t be.
“Alright, do another set of strides and then we’ll practice hand-offs for the next track meet,” Coach says.
Hazel and I run down the track at a smooth pace.
I connect eyes with him, but that can’t be Ethan.
It can’t be.
We walk back to the start lin...
Her heart was pounding in her chest as her legs carried her as fast as they could. She didn’t dare look back no matter how much she wanted to, she couldn’t risk slowing down.
Something jumped on her and she tumbled to the ground she screamed as claws grabbed at her back.
“Help! Help!” She yelled but in this remote area no one could hear her.
The creature on her back clawed and scratched her bac...
The trees danced along with the soft winds as the birds chirped a beautiful melody. I couldn’t help but feel a calm sense of joy. This was my only get away from the harsh reality I lived.
I stood up from my seat by the flower bed and walked over to the fence, I was never allowed to cross it alone; It was too dangerous he said, I’m too small and weak he said. If I ever went beyond this garden ag...
I’m jack,this is about me and my friend Rachel going for a walk and getting lost and finding a deserted cabin,I had just got back home from school,my mum says why are you late jack,I say I had rugby practice mum,my mum says ok,your food is on the stove,i grunt thankyou mum,I head to the stove,grab my meal and place it in the microwave,I get a message of my girl best friend saying do you want to g...
‘I’ve been running my entire life from my past but I think it’s finally catching up with me.’ The words were written in a red liquid that I dared not look to closely at but suspected it was blood. The second line of the letter was started ‘There are here I don’t know how long’ but then abruptly cut off. I had found the letter on the floor of a house I was investigating. I shivered as I put the let...
Feeling of darkness and lurking if the recess of the corner of my mind.
Everywhere I run or hide it sits there next to me like an apparition.
A dark ghost ever present.
I run along a road it the far corners of the world and i look back it’s always present
I feel its formless nameless timeless presence
It scratches at my mind irritates it fill me with anger and gibes me no peace.
Timeless formles...
I run
Pattering feet
Short sharp breaths
Flashing scenes
I run
Past cities
Countries
Worlds
I run
Through tears
Mutterings
Screaming mind
But still I stand
Strongly
By leaving
What controls me
I stand
Looking up
Darkness reaches
Light prevails
I stand, I run
Till my body aches
I fight and scream
Into the void
But one day
The darkness fades
I close my eyes
Now only pure
I turn to sunli...
I made it to the coast. To the edge of this earth. My feet buried in the sand, and the tide approaches, and fully submerges my feet.
As I look out towards the vastness of the ocean, I see nothing. Just the distinct line that has been created between the ocean’s surface and the sky. What lies ahead? Nothing… or everything. But it is here that I have come. It only took me a total of 5 days and 4,68...
Two years. Natalie had been on the run for two whole years. It wasn't supposed to be like this. She was supposed to graduate college, get a good job, married, and have a family. None of that was going to happen now. Natalie could never stop running.
Two years ago Natalie’s life was perfectly normal. She was working at a small diner in her hometown and looking forward to starting college. She want...
(Prompt used is actually the first sentence. This is from another prompt app. I just wanted all my things in the same place.)
I do not know what happened.
I remember feeling warm and cold at the same time. Like sweaty and shaking together.
I remember darkness with bursts of light so bright that my eyes had no time to adjust.
I remember grass between my toes, I remember mud under my fingernails.
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