Writing Prompt

The bastards actually came for me, Gillian thought, they tailed us right into the middle of a storm. The sky was black, the only sources of light coming from the rapid flashes of lightning and the rare glimpse of the moon through the moving clouds. Any chance of communicating with the crew was drowned out by the torrential downpour, rolling thunder, or the grinding of the deck. Several unfortun...

“Wow, who is that?” Emily thought as her eyes wander around the room, while kneeling in the church pew. Church service would be starting in just a few minutes, but she couldn’t take her eyes of the new alter boy. He had an olive complexion, brown hair and blue eyes and was about a half foot taller than Emily.

The youth minister had told the youth group that the Jacobs family was hosting a young ...

WW3. I woke up after fainting in a bed with chains on my wrists. There was one other prisoner dressed in orange next to me. He was 5 foot 8 inches and was Asian. Problem ? He didn’t seem to speak the same language. He pointed at the window. I approached the window and peered through it. I saw countless guards roaming and I also saw some guards near our cell’s front door. He then put a finger to h...

There was an intensity to his stare which could not be explained. He was irate and I didn’t know why. From across the room, he pointed in my direction until I noticed. I looked around the restaurant to see if there was another patron whose attention he was vying for. The surrounding booths and tables were empty. It wasn’t until I pointed to my torso that a smile crossed his face as he nodded ...

A game me and my childhood friend had played sometime as kids before we would try to make the other person say something first other times we would just stare at each other until one cracks either way the loser gives the winner a gift, any gift will do so long as the winner likes it.

Well as we grew we had stop playing it so often and just played video games instead our eyes looking at each other ...

. I’ve just met the girl of my dreams. She lives in the apartment next to mine. Her window less then a meter from mine. This fact is the only thing that keeps us in contact.

I should probably give more context. Ever since that global perfection bill passed my life changed. They installed microphones everywhere around the apartments. We aren’t even able to take them out as that would lead to i...

Eyes fixed on the homework, she could only feel his presence. Her mouth pinched, twisting, like something sour lingered.

He also stared ahead at nothing, but not because he wanted to. Every time he tried to face her, his skin prickled, like he awaited something cold to wash over, freezing him more than the snow storm outside had.

She tapped her pencil against the table, lightly, not enough to di...

Looking over at him, I widen my glare. My stare was going unnoticed. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. While the speaker droned on and on, he needed to see what was happening. The night lighting came on in the room and gloom took over. How could no one notice the change? We had caught each other eye as we sat down originally, both there for the same reason. The room was still and stifling....

I glance at her, wishing that i could get her attention. She ignores me, focused intently on blending in. I kick her. Her knee jerks up, hitting the table. Everyone looks over. She gives a nervous smile, and, once they look away, turnes to glare at me. I take it as my chance to tell her. I widen my eyes, glancing once to my left and then looking back at her, widening my eyes once more. She squints...

Secret, shy, bashful, smiles they share

It’s junior high, so teachers beware

Going to the library, without making a sound

Carrying her books, eating pizza, so round

Soon its time,to move up, to the high school

Where dating, playing football, everyone’s cool

Only allowed to look, and keep your voice down

No whispering, talking, or wearing a frown

Classes, books, computers, and then the lunch

Qui...