I have come back to this prompt time and time again. Sitting on my bed, in class, in the kitchen, anywhere really, this prompt will pop into my head and I will sit there for a bit thinking about it and when nothing comes to mind, or it isn’t good enough, I drop the thought. …
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I can say with complete honesty that I fear never writing again more than I fear death. A fellow writer once asked me what I would do if I was told I could never write again. I told her I would explode. Simple as that. Just the thought of it alone made me short of …
Meredith stands in front of the small mirror in her dorm room adjusting her bra and pulling down her sweater so that only a teasing amount of cleavage shows. She clips the majority of the front strands of her honey brown hair back with a large clip, leaving a few wisps around the edges of …
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"Why did she leave that one pen out? Why didn't she put the pen back with all the other pens? Is that pen in trouble or something? Or maybe she likes it better than all the other pens. I didn't really take her for a favorites-playing type of person, though. Anyway, I wonder if she's …
1. The majority of houses have two front doors, the first being glass. 2. More people own dogs than cats. 3. Only two families have in-ground pools. 4. There's a pothole at the beginning of the street that is really fun to ride your bike over. 5 There are a group of families who have …
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Songs are like smells. They can bring back the most specific memories. The smell of chlorine reminds me of nothing else but staying at hotels during soccer tournaments. The smell of car exhaust reminds me going on auditions in the city as a child. The smell of Phoenix Axe Body Spray reminds of school dances …
I hear their boots shuffling on the thin carpet. I inhale through my nose and out my mouth trying to settle my heart rate. It’s dark in here except for the thin strip of light streaming in through the bottom of the door. The boots are louder now. Inhale. Exhale. It’s now or never. I …
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Exultation is 30 minute erg workouts on a Saturday morning. It's running 7 miles with snow on the ground. It's rowing in the pouring rain at 6 in the morning with the coxswain screaming at you, all for a race lasting less than 7 minutes. But there is no better way to describe exultation than …
She has an awful twitch that takes over her left eye and half her cheek. Her blackish gray hair frizzes up at the bottom and jumps out away from her face. She lost a few teeth from all those years battling an addiction to candy bars. The remnants of this battle still remain on her …
It is difficult to choose between boxers or briefs without given any specific circumstances. At first thought, I chose briefs but after some more thinking, I realized there are times when boxers are more appropriate. If a shirtless man with chiseled abs were to take his pants off, I’d like to see a nice pair …
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