Writing Prompt

Sillia stepped down from the front of the boat and into the shallows. Her boots sank into the mud, making a squishing sound with each step. The waterway reeked of the sweet smell of sulfur. But Sillia had woken up early that morning just so she could bask in the scent and watch the sun rise.

With each step, she looked around at the surrounding water. The tide was still high enough that you couldn...

She gasped once she finished her calendar. A beaming smile crept onto her face. “No way…”

“What?” Her brother asked. He approached and looked over her shoulder to see what she was on about, just to look at her more confused then before. “I’m busy this week, Damon!” She exclaimed, her eyes sparkling as they looked up at him.

He snickered, but corrected himself with a cough. “I’m sorry, what?” T...

“I’ll start the timer now. When it sounds, the session is over.”

Mel nodded.

“So, Mr. Saunders, why don’t you start by telling me why you’re here.” the therapist adjusted her posture and clicked the end of her pen. Her eyes focusing on the uneasiness of the man’s face.

He paused. Thoughts lingered for a moment before his mouth finally opened.

“My daughter, Rosie—“ he started,

“You were the l...

On a hot, muggy Saturday afternoon in July, Julie slips on her old, dirty sneakers. She heads to the garage, where after navigating the overflowing recycling bin, a bike, and two scooters, she reaches the lawn mower.

She puts in the recharged battery and push it out to the front yard. As she pushes the quick start button, she reflects on how much easier this is than the old gas powered mower she...

Sophie had always been a bit of a neat freak. She loved nothing more than organizing her closet, alphabetizing her bookshelf, and color-coding her planner. So when she found out that her office was going to be doing a massive clean-up day, she was over the moon.

Most of her coworkers groaned at the thought of spending an entire day sorting through old files and throwing away junk, but Sophie coul...

“Next Sunday? Today is?.. Friday, Ok. Mmm.. Sure, yeah, uh huh, okay bye.” -click-

I hate when people call me on Homestyle Daycare days. I don’t even think it’s anywhere close to tomorrow though, is it?

She swung her head around and looked at the clock on her windowsill. Numbers, red and shining, she read;

[5:36pm]

Ugh i still have, one .. three.. like twelve whole hours! I really w...

"Bella!" I heard from downstairs, "I'm going on a walk, do you want to come?" I rushed as fast as I could to the stairs and flew down them.

"It looks like you're ready," said Olivia, smiling as she opened the door. I ran out, exited, a bunch of new smells greeted me. I love going on walks, the fresh air, the people, the squirrels. I saw one and started chasing it.

"Bella, heel!" shouted Olivia, ...

Finally! The weekend! Time to start the chores and errands! Meaning, time to make a LIST. Lists can be used for different things: tasks to do, groceries to buy, or putting favorite songs in order! My, oh my, is list-making not the most satisfying thing? Even more satisfying when you complete it!

For me, lists help make sense of the chaos that is life. So much information to keep track of! How othe...

Today I told my mom that I couldn’t wait to shower tomorrow. She looked at me quizzically and said, “if you’re excited to shower, your life must be really boring.”

And yeah, I probably deserved that. But she just doesn’t quite understand the way I see showers.

I like showering because I like when my hair looks nice. I like when the curls fall the right way and they’re bouncy and shiny like first...

Gerald was from a small town and didn’t have many luxuries in life growing up. He came from a family where no one owned a home, graduated college, or beat poverty levels. Gerald didn’t miss what he had never had. Gerald knew he wanted to break his family chain of oppression.

Gerald decided that he would work hard and do not only the things that he wanted to do but also the things that others did...