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So, any ideas for something to write about? ^-^
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depends what youre interested in. Or what's going on with you. My writing usually pulls out issues i didnt know i had.- Thread starter
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Depends on what you like. Genres you like, themes, etc.
a short story idea: there is a building your character is there. describe the building and how your character responds to it.
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I'm pretty much good with anything. I'd rather not write about my issues though.
Pretty much anything is cool. :3
Oh hey, this is good. I'll have to try it. *-*
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I had a really good writing prompt earlier but I can't think of it. I'll try to remember it for you, or I'll make another up for you. Hmmm let's see......I'm pretty much good with anything. I'd rather not write about my issues though.
Pretty much anything is cool. :3
Oh hey, this is good. I'll have to try it. *-*
that was an old writing prompt (14 years ago) that I really liked what I got from it so I remembered it.
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Cool! Man, now I'm curious about the prompt I came up with. It had something to do with humans I think though...
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@LittleBrownie <3
(From a guy's perspective, btw.)
Yee:
Ding. The bell let out its usual chime as I entered the quiet coffee shop once more.
The glorious smell of coffee hit my nose like a steamtrain; it was strong and sweet, accompanied by the warm smell of cakes baking away in the back of the shop.
I wiped my muddy feet on the welcome mat, trying to reduce the mess I'd inevitably make on the way to my seat - the one by the window that I loved so much.
After I had sat in my temporary luxury, I carefully placed my bag on the tiled floor beside me, tucking the strap in so nobody could accidentally trip over it.
I leaned forward, resting my crossed arms on the table, and let out a soft sigh.
Today had been rough, especially school. The only reason I had survived the carnage was because my best friend, Hunter, had actually decided to show up. I should've been more thankful, but I couldn't get past the annoyance I felt because of that.
Before I could continue my trail of melancholy thoughts, I caught sight of her.
She made her way over to me, coffee pot in one hand, a clean cup in the other.
I couldn't help but stare as she placed the cup on my table and slowly filled it.
"Anything else?" She asked as cheerfully as she could manage after a long day.
I stuttered a quick "no, thank you" and she took off to serve a couple of other customers.
The rain outside began to get heavier, hitting the shop window with some force.
I slipped my cold hands around the warm coffee cup, desperately trying to heat my cold hands. But the thought of having to go home in that rain just made me feel even colder.
---
It had gotten dark quickly, the rain hadn't let up, and I had finished my coffee.
I knew it was time for me to go home, before my mother started to "worry", but I didn't want to... Especially not in the storm outside.
Unfortunately, I had no choice, since the cozy coffee shop was closing soon.
I stood up, reluctantly, and picked up my bag, putting it over my head and one of my shoulders until it sat comfortably across my body.
I took a deep breath in and made my way out of the door, into the dark chill of the night.
"Wait!!" I heard a voice, muffled by the rain, behind me. "You forgot these!"
I turned around and there she was, leaning cautiously out the door, dangling what looked like my keys from her finger.
I quickly patted myself down, they were my keys.
I raced over, thanking her desperately as she handed them to me.
"No worries, just be more careful next time." She smiled, then disappeared back into the shop.
I squeezed my keys lightly, then continued on my way home.
Halfway there, a man appeared from the darkness.
I quickened my pace, clutching my bag strap tightly. My heart was racing; the last thing I needed was to be mugged.
He also quickened his pace, and followed me to a dimly lit alley.
Before I knew it, there was blood everywhere, and the man in question was gone.
I clutched at my neck, panic sweeping over my body, my head filling with questions that currently had no answer.
The blood dripped through my fingers straight onto my vest, straight onto my white button-up.
I didn't know what to do.
I couldn't make it stop.
Intense dizziness hit me, and I collapsed into the trash around me.
I looked up, and there she was, the waitress from the coffee shop.
"H-Help me," I begged her, but she just looked down at me, unfazed. It was like she had seen this before.
And that was how my life change forever.
*le finish for now* xD
Okie, this is really rushed, and in first person, but... xD
(From a guy's perspective, btw.)
Yee:
Ding. The bell let out its usual chime as I entered the quiet coffee shop once more.
The glorious smell of coffee hit my nose like a steamtrain; it was strong and sweet, accompanied by the warm smell of cakes baking away in the back of the shop.
I wiped my muddy feet on the welcome mat, trying to reduce the mess I'd inevitably make on the way to my seat - the one by the window that I loved so much.
After I had sat in my temporary luxury, I carefully placed my bag on the tiled floor beside me, tucking the strap in so nobody could accidentally trip over it.
I leaned forward, resting my crossed arms on the table, and let out a soft sigh.
Today had been rough, especially school. The only reason I had survived the carnage was because my best friend, Hunter, had actually decided to show up. I should've been more thankful, but I couldn't get past the annoyance I felt because of that.
Before I could continue my trail of melancholy thoughts, I caught sight of her.
She made her way over to me, coffee pot in one hand, a clean cup in the other.
I couldn't help but stare as she placed the cup on my table and slowly filled it.
"Anything else?" She asked as cheerfully as she could manage after a long day.
I stuttered a quick "no, thank you" and she took off to serve a couple of other customers.
The rain outside began to get heavier, hitting the shop window with some force.
I slipped my cold hands around the warm coffee cup, desperately trying to heat my cold hands. But the thought of having to go home in that rain just made me feel even colder.
---
It had gotten dark quickly, the rain hadn't let up, and I had finished my coffee.
I knew it was time for me to go home, before my mother started to "worry", but I didn't want to... Especially not in the storm outside.
Unfortunately, I had no choice, since the cozy coffee shop was closing soon.
I stood up, reluctantly, and picked up my bag, putting it over my head and one of my shoulders until it sat comfortably across my body.
I took a deep breath in and made my way out of the door, into the dark chill of the night.
"Wait!!" I heard a voice, muffled by the rain, behind me. "You forgot these!"
I turned around and there she was, leaning cautiously out the door, dangling what looked like my keys from her finger.
I quickly patted myself down, they were my keys.
I raced over, thanking her desperately as she handed them to me.
"No worries, just be more careful next time." She smiled, then disappeared back into the shop.
I squeezed my keys lightly, then continued on my way home.
Halfway there, a man appeared from the darkness.
I quickened my pace, clutching my bag strap tightly. My heart was racing; the last thing I needed was to be mugged.
He also quickened his pace, and followed me to a dimly lit alley.
Before I knew it, there was blood everywhere, and the man in question was gone.
I clutched at my neck, panic sweeping over my body, my head filling with questions that currently had no answer.
The blood dripped through my fingers straight onto my vest, straight onto my white button-up.
I didn't know what to do.
I couldn't make it stop.
Intense dizziness hit me, and I collapsed into the trash around me.
I looked up, and there she was, the waitress from the coffee shop.
"H-Help me," I begged her, but she just looked down at me, unfazed. It was like she had seen this before.
And that was how my life change forever.
*le finish for now* xD
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Okay, but I didn't realise that I had written so much. I'm so sorry. XD
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