Tag: Writing Prompt

  • You knew?

    I find it hard to believe that someone out there other than I know what happened. If you knew what happened to me, why didn’t you stop it?

  • Out of Breath

    I am not an athlete. But I train everyday. It started out as a way to keep up with everyone else. The more I exercised the better I felt.

  • You Bastard

    I don’t know how many times I’ve heard the phrase, “You bastard.” Or some other variation of curses sent in my direction. But the reality of it is I am a bastard by definition. However, when people called me a bastard they weren’t referring to my parentage.

  • Six-Pack

    Hmmm… so many ways to think of a six pack. And all of them make me go yum.

  • Mesh

    I’ve never been much of a people person. I know it’s not something most people think of when they are around me. People disappoint me. They say something and then do the complete opposite.

  • Honesty is…

    Honesty is trust. It is pure. It is the only true way to be with someone. Honesty is how you heal. It is the basis of every interaction you should form that is lasting. One lie here, one lie there and soon you’ll be lying to them about everything.

  • I found a key

    Keys are always fun when you don’t know what they unlock. But sometimes you have to unlock something and you need to find that key.

  • Never Say …

    Never say never. Never say it’s impossible. Anything and everything is possible however improbable it may be.

  • An Old Photograph

    I only have one picture of my life before coming to live with the Venatori. It was a picture my Nanny took with her old Polaroid camera. It’s yellowing, the corners are bent and the edges are a little singed from a mishap when I was only a few years older than I was in…

  • Dear Diary

    I do keep a diary of sorts. It’s not the type that you read but it’s still something I only let my therapist see. On rare occassion, I’ll let someone special take a peak.

  • Diatribe

    I will admit I had to look up the word to make sure it meant what I thought it did. I really don’t have anything to rant over. I mean there are many things I don’t agree with within the Venatori but I’m not exactly vehement about it.

  • Who are you?

    I’m a loud, obnoxious “kid” who has a problem killing monsters. I want people to think I’m not afraid of anything. That words don’t hurt and that my skin is thick and I’m invulnerable. But that’s sadly not the case.

  • The Comment

    There is always someone who has to make a comment. And really there is no comment about my person that someone can say that bothers me except one. “Oh, so you are gay?”