Free Writing
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There is no rhyme or reason for my actions. The time just seemed to be slipping away as I curled up on the floor, curled in a ball. The fear penetrated me and caused me to shake and shiver. I looked to the floor-length mirror and could see the emptiness in my eyes. It must…
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Mikey sat at the table leaning over his color book, working aggressively. When I looked over his shoulder to see his work, I was shocked that the only color on the paper was black. He looked up quickly and didn’t say a word. I ruffled his hair and turned back toward the oven to finish…
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There is no reason to believe anything will happen tonight. I open my laptop and can only hope for the best. I suppose the words could just flow onto the page, but I know that won’t happen. I think I will need to have a drink to stay awake and go to the kitchen and…
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There is a bridge that connects two places. Two places that are different but the same. Both in the same city but on separate sides of the street. I have walked this bridge and it is unlike any other I have or probably ever will travel over. I had been working in a candy store…
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Sometimes I just write using a prompt tool. I think it is fun to share where the writing mind is going. Pay For Betrayal The bed creaks, the springs worn from time, and the blankets smell of age. I’m unable to move and notice the gray sky above me. Am I dead? Suddenly, the earth…