Writing Prompt

I woke up. His face was burned into my eyes for eternity. Killing him was wrong. But he had stolen her from me and she was someone that I needed. We had climbed mountains and seen sunsets. And now she was gone.

I climbed out of bed and saw the alarm clock. It’s dull face read 7:15. Crap! I needed to be at work in fifteen minutes! As I scrambled to take a 30 second shower and start running to wor...

The bodies lay at me feet. My sword glistened red with their blood. I slaughtered them all, and I had enjoyed it. One man stirred weakly. I walked over to him, and knelt down. He gasped for air, his time was short. I opened my water bag, and gave him a long sip off water. “Why?” He asked me. I just smiled at him, and slit his throat. I was nothing if not merciful.

I awoke with a start. ...

He’s not even in the courtroom yet and Kendall Atwater can feel the eyes of the snarky lawyers on him. He can’t help what his subconscious gets up to! Why should he be punished for his bizarre- and prophetic- dreams?

The first one came when he was only 14 years old. The most recent one was two nights ago. He knew the moment he woke up, sheets soaked, that he only had an hour until the VAPS showed...

They played back the scene.

At one point, when she had stabbed him six times already, a herd of llamas appeared beside the bed.

They grazed softly on the grass that sprouted from the man’s disfigured face.

They’d use that, no doubt, in her defence....

In an attempt to get ahead crime, the government and law makers got very out of control. It started out to protect it’s citizens but ended up doing the opposite.

As the cost of living became out of control in the cities, more and more people began living together. Privacy was a thing of the past.

More jails were built to house the growing criminals using the situation to their advantage.

Even...

He was so warm. It’s almost as if I could still feel his body against mine. The way his fingertips caressed my skin. Feeling his breath upon my neck in between light kisses. It’s a shame it was only a dream...

Looking at my husband grumpily walk around the kitchen makes me wish I hadn’t woken up at all. Facing the consequences of this dream will be more than I could anticipate- not only will I ha...