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Your Wednesday Writing Prompt! 26/10/22
Welcome back to my weekly hosting of writing prompts! Each week I post a title and it’s completely up to you how you progress from there. Let creativity be your guide! Write a poem, short story, some flash fiction, a novel if you must. Share it in the comments below with a link back to…
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Cake For Elenor – writing prompt
One bright day it was a birthday for an ungrateful girl named Elenor. She screamed out loud, slammed her door and decided her gifts were all a bore. “Not enough presents – I need more!” Shrieked that annoying girl named Elenor. Her spoiled nature was her greatest flaw. She certainly forgot the birthday law; no…
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She wore a yellow coat
It wasn’t just her coat that irritated me, it was also her luxurious heels. I sneered at her dark denim jeans, those stiletto shoes were unreal. Her hair was extremely frustrating somehow still neat in the breeze. Her seamless makeup was maddening, she looked like an unblemished Queen. I trail in the shadows behind her,…
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Wanderer
“You dreamed that you left your body” Writing Prompt from http://www.writerswrite.co.za 5 June 2022 She walks with the stars at night, uncoiled from root and bone. The call of the moon just right, unbound and free, she is home. She leaves through walls to the sky, loose from her earthly desires. Freeing passion, rising high, …
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Stung into Submission
TRIGGER WARNING, manipulation, sexual abuse Inspired by the women who post in the survivor groups I belong to, their stories resonate with me ❤️ You like to play the victim, don’t you? Well, I didn’t grab you that hard. My God, all this whining is annoying, Stop acting like such a retard. Your head needs…
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Chaos Continues
In the chaos that cycled around her, just for a moment she surrendered. Shoulders slumped, eyelids heavy, reality suspended. The world trickled off her like a rain shower in the spring. Instinct dragged her towards him, all her resistance dissolved. His hand, a slow pressure on her lower back. The warmth of him. Rough fingertips…
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Dangerous
A nightmare clings in the furious silence. Shadows reach as her imagination bends. There is a racing stillness in the twilight hours. Wickedness creeps with a lonely caress. Anything is possible. Everything is dangerous. Now there is a warmth beside her. He slings his arm across her, heavy and hard. She is soothed, content. She…
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Wardrobe
I’m the crypt keeper Here lies me, moth-eaten corpse Who I used to be © Emma Stead
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Night Terror
The silence slips and the silence bleeds, The silence flips and the silence screams, The silence trips and the silence heaves, Then I weep and the silence leaves. The shadows leap and the shadows turn, The shadows leak and the shadows churn, The shadows sneak and the shadows yearn, Then I peek and the shadows…
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