Writing Prompt

Jeremiah tries not to be discouraged. He doesn’t understand what he did wrong.

Liam seemed to like him and his amigos. Even said he wanted to stay at their lunch table. But something bothered Zac.

And they appeared to be a package deal. Not that that is the part that irks Jeremiah. It’s just the fact that he doesn’t know why Zac made them leave.

Jeremiah has the rest of the school day to pond...

Jeremiah itches his wrist, the ghost of the metal cuff from yesterday still there.

He understands why the school board made the decision to use the power dampening cuffs, but what he can’t comprehend is why everyone needs them.

Maybe los niños starting the fights but not everybody else. Por qué?

No sense to him.

This is what he thinks about as he rushes towards his escuela.

He’s late. Of ...

"Max?"

"Yeah?"

"I need you to be so honest with me right now."

His face has worry written all over it.

"Yeah?"

"Please tell me you brought pizza again."

He chuckles by the unserious question I asked.

"Okay, I did."

I could finally breath again. I forgot my lunch. Again. It must be the third time this week.

"Thank you so so much!"

"No problem."

We sit and have lunch together in one of o...

**_Oswald (Age 6)

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“OSWALD ALEXANDER BURTROM! If you don’t get your behind in here you won’t be getting any apple pie!”

Mum is angry at the moment, not that I did anything wrong, OKAY! I just didn’t clean up my best.

“Muuuuumm,” I moan, walking back to the kitchen glumly, “I’m tired, though!”

My mum is there, standing above my discarded and forgotten pile of wood shavings. Her dark brown fac...

“Mom, I told you I really did not want to do this.” Liz stood in the kitchen doorway, her arms folded across her chest and a 16-year-old pout on her face.

“Well, sorry, but I signed us up and it’s only for one afternoon. It won’t kill you to do something nice for this group of elderly and forego yet another Saturday afternoon at the mall. Get your coat and help me with the food.”

Annie’s wo...

I took off my goggles as the coil began to glow. Rubbing my nose bridge I looked up at the ceiling. A mass of wires haphazardly attached greeted me. Once again I wondered how Igor had survived in a ship like this.

“You did it, Zee.” Igor said rushing in.

I glanced at my would be abductor. He was a big mass of muscle with an uncontrollable man of brown hair. A self proclaimed Viking that carr...

It started as these things normally do, with a conversation about the weather.

“Dang, this summer is hot.” Aiden flapped his arms up and down to make his point, nearly knocking over the dwindling pile of picnic food that was balanced somewhat hopefully on the table next to him.

“Climate change, man,” Jade replied drily, delicately twisting a lethal pair of scissors around her fingers, “when t...

“I’m not sure that’s going to work,” he said, scrupulously looking her over.

“What?” She asked the male stranger sitting in one of the white chairs next to her.

“Sitting in a meditative pose like that, with your legs crossed and your palm up.” He stated, in a very matter of fact tone, still assessing every last detail about her.

“Why not?” She asked, now shifting her gaze from the whit...

[S.C, Bloodlines. CH 9]

Everything in the room spun for a second, Cleo was right at her side. Amelya could feel a shift as Jayden looked over toward them.

“I’m gonna excuse myself. Y’all have fun” He spoke up before shooting out the door.

Pain, unrest in his thoughts. Cleo was the opposite, passion and desire filled hers.

“Can I tell you something…” Amelya started as Cleo closed the g...

The tire didn’t hiss, slowly deflate, then comedically flap-smack the ground with each rotation, like in the cartoons—which Zach realized at that moment was his only point of reference regarding flat tires. Instead, there was simply a loud pop before a grindy hum until he pulled over.

“Shit.”

A flat tire when it’s dark sucks. A flat tire when it’s dark and raining really sucks. Based on how lon...