Every other week, I will post a writing prompt and whoever writes the best response will get a prize! (Prizes vary depending on entry numbers). Enjoy!
EXAMPLE:
Prompt: The window stood open and all I had to do was jump.
MY RESPONSE:
The window's off-white frame invited me to take my final steps out of this world and into a peaceful, more quiet one that was enjoyable. 'Tempting' I thought, my hand lightly brushing the edge. I took a deep breath and picked up my foot. "What the fuck are you doing?!" Kai yells suddenly, yanking me back by my waist. I gasp for air, for words, but neither come to me. "I-" I begin, his finger pressing against my lips before I can continue. "Kayla, what the hell? You thought you could just leave me downstairs, surrounded by our friends-" He says, pausing as I smack his hand away from my face. "YOUR friends, Kai, not ours. You're dumbass baseball friends! I have nobody left!" I'm suddenly yelling but nobody will hear us arguing because of the massive party just across the doorframe. "Kayla...You have me and I couldn't live with myself if you jumped." He said, looking desperately into my eyes with his hazel ones. "Kai..." I breathe, one tear, then two, then ten, so many I can't keep count until it's a steady stream down my face. "Kayla...Sh...I'm here" He coos softly in my ear, pulling he into his lap as he sits on my bed. "I love you" I choke out, drawing my tears to a stop, not meaning to have said that. His eyes are wide, something I should have expected after what i'd just said. "You...really?" He stutters, something he never does. I nod, half wanting to deny the feeling I'd been surpressing for nearly eight years. He gasps a small breath, kissing my forehead. "I love you too, Kayla" He said softly, bringing my last month's worth of dreams into a reality.
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This week's prompt is:
"I had imagined her coming down the aisle, but not in a casket."
Heavy Downpours, Flood Warning
