Writing Prompt

I don’t know how long I’ve been here.

It’s dark. That’s all I can say about it.

No windows. No light. No sound.

The room is damp. Always is.

I don’t know how long I’ve been in here.

My mind swirls and flares.

The wet smell holds my nose.

How would the world look without eyelids?

I think I already know.

I don’t know how long I’ve been in here.

My mind calls me.

“Lora.. Lora…. LORA…”

...

The story is about a man the lives in the deep forests by himself for a long time. He was just tired of city and people interaction so 8 years ago he came to this forest. His day to day live was spent by hanging cutting woods collecting herbs and preparing for the winter. However this winter was special, too cold snow were falling almost everyday, wind was very strong, strong anough to even brake ...

just being a fake justin beiber fan is enough to make me scared through the grapevine...

I woke up to flashing lights, which was odd, because I don’t wake easily. There were blurry shapes of firefighters, fully clad in fire gear, milling about on the street below. I rushed to my brothers room, flinging his door open.

“I think there’s a fire, let’s go!” He, still quite groggy, grabbed his to-go bag, and I ran upstairs to warn my parents, too. I shook them awake and pulled back the curt...

The spaghetti is good

Wait what this?

Onion

I’m gonna vomit...

It was a quiet summer evening when Rachel moved into the old farmhouse on the outskirts of town. The house, nestled in a grove of ancient oaks, had an air of forgotten charm, and its weathered exterior hinted at decades of history. The locals had warned her about the isolation, but Rachel found solace in the tranquility.

One night, Rachel decided to explore the attic, a space she had yet to ventu...

M.- eaning of love , meaning of loss.

At this rate, what is the cost?

The prize my body

or

The ache of my heart

Either way, you were destined to tear

me apart

E.- ncouraged to touch, entised to taste

What in God’s name is written on your

face?

A smirk

A smile

So vile that lead to these

lie...

His shadow loomed over the window. My heart hammered as I got closer. "Hi, Veronica. It’s me, Sam. Are we still going on our date?"

”Dammit, Sam! I thought you were a monster!” I reached to unlock the windowsill hatch, but just before I heard the latch click I realized something. At that very moment the same voice responded.

”Do you want me to be a monster?”

This wasn’t a familiar voice. I d...

It’s Wednesday, and I stand infront of my house, along with many others, watching the parade go by. Trumpets sound and drums beat. As expected, Xander is nowhere in sight. I had hopes maybe he would show up at the last second, that maybe he would feel guilty for ditching me. I was wrong. So instead of cheering with the people all around and enjoying myself, I stare blankly at the individuals weari...

In a small, secluded town nestled deep within the woods, there stood an old mansion, abandoned and forgotten by time. The townsfolk whispered tales of its cursed past, warning each other to steer clear of its crumbling walls.

Legend had it that decades ago, the mansion was home to a wealthy family who mysteriously vanished without a trace one stormy night. Since then, the mansion had been shroude...