Ghosts

“Why do we have to leave?” the young girl asked curiously. She was young, she did not yet know of the ghosts that can follow and stay with you. Some ghosts minor, others major and some stay long enough that it feels like forever. She crouched down to her daughter’s height and met her gaze. “You’ll…

Then and Now…

12:41AM: “What do I say?” “We’re still friends right?” I pondered this thought long and hard before I decided to answer. I had to be careful though, if I hesitate for too long, anything that comes out of my mouth will instantly be doubted. But here’s the thing, what have I done to make him ‘doubt’…

On Missing Someone and Being Missed…

11:54PM: (SIGHS) Whether he sits at his computer, or sat on his bed staring at his phone, the boy is let down by what he feels is a lack of commitment from someone he cares about. He ponders the thought, ‘If my friend really cared about me as much as they express, then why don’t they…

What Felt Right (Writing 101 – Prompt 12)

I pull my friend up towards the back of the hall, words of what I’m about to say quickly fill my mind and feel stuck at the back of my throat. I’m suddenly having second thoughts about what I’m about to do next. “I’m sorry but we can’t be friends anymore,” I say getting right to…

Different Perspectives (Writing 101 – Prompt 9)

Man’s P.O.V. I walk down the park trail, hand in hand with my girlfriend. We’re on our second last date before I plan to propose to her tonight over dinner. I figured that after two years of being with her, that I couldn’t go another day without her being my wife. “Is everything ok?” She…

An Afternoon in Spring (Writing 101 – Prompt 8)

I sat at the park bench, arching my back over the seat with my head tilted upwards at the sky. Taking in the clouds, the ones that remained stationary, the ones that moved slowly and the ones that covered the sun. A small smile taking control of my lips, the only one I wear when…

One Moment in Time

“Anne, Anne. ANNE!” my teacher yelled furiously. “Wha-wha-what Miss?” I stammered in reply. I hadn’t been paying attention. I had been caught up with the boy at the back of the classroom. Not just any boy, he’s the boy. The boy that everyone loved, the boy that everyone wanted to be, the boy that everyone…