Writing Prompt

I stand on a gigantic boat, filled with people. Lights buzzed everywhere in the moonlight, pink, purple, blue, green, and yellow. My orange dress dragged across the wooden deck. “Hey, Emily! What time is it,” I yelled at my friend. Emily had a green dress, matching her headband clashing with her brown hair. She was at a bar laughing with some slim man. She Brought out her crimson phone, cracked fr...

Meet me in the forest,

Where the trees politely make way for us,

And the moonlight shimmers down on our skin,

We’ll feel ethereal, magical.

We can talk, we can dance,

The sharp grass being gentle on our feet,

Our sweet giggles springing from the trees,

As the crickets chirp us a sweet tune.

If you meet me at the forest,

We can lie in the greenery side by side,

Marveling at the sparkles in the da...

I stand numbly in the freezing air. The cold wind taunts me, brushing my skin with the sting of winter. My cheeks must be red, irritated. The sky might be beautiful, moonlight cast through the bare branches above, if I was looking at anything. But I’m not, really. I’m not looking at anything. My body belongs to a faded statue, rooted to the ground in the middle of the night. I feel the snow throw ...

Droplets of water cascaded down the window pane, each droplet seeming to have a race with another. Her eyes were fixed on the white cross in the window as she tried to push down her feelings. Nothing could have prepared her for the waves of emotions that attacked her heart repeatedly.

“It’s like I was nothing to him.” Violet choked out through the uneasy breaths.

Tyler sat silently next to Violet ...

the moon

shining there

all a gloom...

When I exited the clearing, I was met with the strangest, most exquisite sight I had ever seen. At first, I thought the light beyond the river was coming from a hut, but then I realised the light was, in fact, a figure. A girl kneeling on the forest floor beyond the river. At least, that was where I thought she was. But no, she was sitting on top of the water, her red and white robe spread out and...

I was in an empty parking lot. The moon shone onto me. There were no street lights, just the moonlight. And me.

I walked into the middle of the parking lot. I was in my pink Quinceanera dress.

It was midnight, and I managed to escape with my dress for a bit.

Since it was midnight, my birthday was yesterday.

I started to dance, laughing with myself.

This was was just what I needed. After a few...

I don’t understand why I’m doing this. I just feel like I need to talk to her, explain myself.

I breath in, grabbing the cold door knob and entering the dark room.

The door squeaks as I step in. Laying on the hospital bed is a girl. The girl. Ever since the crash that I caused she’s been asleep.

I hold onto the edge of the door, resting my cheek on the rough wood. She looks so peaceful, like...

under the cover of the dark

my skin bathed in pretty moonlight

i closed his door behind me

just as i did every night

his wife, she works the long shift

leaving him alone with the moon

but she doesn’t know that i’m there

it’s something that i shouldn’t do

but you haven’t seen that man

haven’t seen his way with words

i’ve loved him all my life

but they’ve been married for most of hers

he tells me...

She was woven from the threads of moonlight

Pale skin, gleaming silver eyes, and cascading raven hair

She was the maiden of stars

Soaring across constellations with wings of glitter

But she was broken

Sitting in the depths of her home, the moon

Watching the world laid out before her like a bejeweled rug

She longed for love

For passion

She was lonely...