It was night. It had been night for quite some time now. Almost three years now apparently. I had lost count long ago as the days just melted together into one big stream of darkness and stars. It was hard to tell when it was actually 8pm or 8am anymore. A lot of people were beginning to miss work, showing up when their offices were closed ( Read more... )

     The words swamped her. They came out of nowhere and pushed at her brain, her fingertips, her consciousness until it was too much. She had to let them out. They flowed from her fingers like birds from a cage, eager for freedom. And she let them go. It was too much to keep them in. She had tried, many times, but it never worked. They always got ( Read more... )

     At the other end of the street there's a girl and whenever I see her, she's crying. She waits till her parents leave every morning, watching and waving from her upstairs window. When their expensive little cars turn the corner out of sight, she leaves her window and reappears on the roof. She spreads out and stares at the clouds, tears ( Read more... )

 Prompt 387, "along the banks," for all_unwritten 
I got the inspiration from a deviation on deviantART, skyen.deviantart.com/art/Uncle-Danny-84842931
That's where all the "ands" come from, but the story idea was original. I kinda made it so it was like a myth since I've been reading a lot of mythology for my class lately. Anyways. I hope you like it.
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     The sun soaked the hallway a glowing golden halo color as she danced towards the kitchen, humming.
     "The best paart of waaking up is Foldger's iin yoouur cuup! Coffeecoffeecoffee!"
     She turned another corner and almost walked face-first into the little blue mug he was holding. The intoxicating scent of caffeine,cream and sugar tempted ( Read more... )

 Prompt 384 for all_unwritten , another picture entry.

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 Prompt 383 all_unwritten 

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 all_unwritten prompt 382, write about something on your mind.
I have no idea how this came to mind. I was actually thinking about another story based on the A.F.I. song "Ms. Murder" but that's another story entirely. This one, I guess, was prompted by the current economic situation. Not that I think the stock market is going to crash, but you can't deny that we ( Read more... )

 Prompt 380 for all_unwritten "I'd never done anything like it before."
Another slightly depressing one. I don't know why it's depressing though, it doesn't reflect my mood at all. Today has been a relatively good day . . . hmm, oh well!
The title was a bit random.
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I'd never done anything like it before. No, wait. . . it was more like I'd never felt  ( Read more... )

 all_unwritten Prompt 379, "you're wrong."
I have an inkling that this has something to do with Ana and her odd male counter part but I'm not too sure. And please excuse the face at the end. That's the only way I could adequately show you what the character thought about the answer.
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"The sky is blue."
"You're wrong."
"Oh? Then what color is it, genius?"
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