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i know i said i’m a writer in my bio ( more like wannabe one ) and i haven’t really been doing any ‘writing’
but the month of august won’t take a no and so i proceeded to find some prompts – specifically one word ones since those are the most open and fun for me : )
𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜
this was something i just found off the internet ( props to the creator ❤ ) and i really liked the ideas:
day 31 wasn’t on the list and so i added in my own one ( hehe ): 𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛
𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜
10/10 chance i’m gonna break most of them but for the sake of doing them:
✰ must be related to the topic ( no duh?? haha! )
✰ under 500 words – a short read
✰ can be inspired by characters!
✰ must be original – i check with a plagiarism checker / quetext before putting my work here
𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝟷 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜
anyways – hope you enjoy as i try and develop a writing voice! stick to the end for a little poll 😉
𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟷𝚜𝚝
[ explosion ]
A little girl of grey
Her eyes once as large as pearls
Now dull.
Head once tilted up to admire the stars
Downcast.
Her walls kept up
She vowed never to bring them down
For there was so much more to her
Then the ignorant grey
Colors.
Red was for her passion.
Which she kept suppressed for so long
To be more than a shadow
To live
Orange was her battle
The war raging inside her
To find a balance
Or break it all
Yellow was a feeble thing
Happiness
Scattered across in tiny droplets.
Underestimated.
Green was her growth
A millimeter a month
Trampled upon easily
Blue was her grief
Her loss of the person who she was
A past she so desperately clung onto
Indigo was respect
Acknowledgement
Understanding that maybe
It is what it is
And violet.
So very rare.
But when it came, you couldn’t deny
Hope.
Really just a girl.
Hiding her emotions
Feelings.
Behind her tall walls.
Casting them away
Ignorant as gray
She didn’t say a word
As the pounding got louder
Losing control
Her everything crumbling
Colors.
They came out.
In an explosion.
And it was beautiful.
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this was fun to write!
so many feels
kinda
𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟸𝚗𝚍
𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝.
When I turned eleven my grandmother gave me a necklace.
Nothing of the pretty sort. Just a plain silver locket.
To someone it may not seem like anything but my grandmother never failed to remind me that it was indeed something and yes dear it is special.
There was one thing I did not need a reminder for. The day I had first received the locket it hung limply from my fingers as I stared at it wondering – why this? Why not the red pair of converse I had been wanting for ages?
I was unable to hide my disappointment which quickly ceased to nothing upon hearing what was next.
Oh dear. It may seem like a silly thing but I promise you it’s so much more. Sometimes we need a little something extra through rough and the tough and so this is yours. But I must warn you – do not open the locket until you’re ready for what is real. The magic inside is the truth.
The words were enough to convince me that it really was something. It became a prized possession, something I swore was magical through and through.
Now I am seventeen.
But it feels like yesterday when my grandmother gave me the locket which I was proud to call my lucky charm.
Except it isn’t lucky – not anymore.
How could it be when I had to say goodbye to her?
Watch my grandmother slip away to the stars.
It seems like today is a day where everything was lost.
The necklace felt heavy – weighing me down.
And the grass under my feet felt like needles.
As I tilted my head up to marvel at the stars and try to spot that especially bright one, my hands found their way to the back of my neck. They undid the clasp of the locket which was now easy to do after many years of repeating the motion.
The feeling of it weighing me down had never left even as I held it in my left hand.
It no longer felt like a friend.
“ Why” I whispered, “ Why ”
I felt the pain of the past fights, the falls and crashes.
But most of all the grief of my grandmother’s loss.
“ Why after everything you’ve done for me is it that you couldn’t save my grandmother?”
Silent as expected.
I stopped even though my tears did not.
My grip on the locket loosened.
I stared at it. The ugly gray thing. And I hated it but I knew:
The locket held no magic.
Through all the heartbreaks, it wasn’t a silly necklace that had gotten me through it all –
It was me.
I let out a sigh and stole a quick look at the stars.
I was ready.
I slid my nails into the crack of the locket and pried it open.
What fell from it was not pixie dust – I once believed.
I smiled.
Through the dark I could still see:
It was undeniably sand.
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this is actually one of the two happy and light pieces of this week – weird
i had no idea what to do for sand so that was the little thing i had at the back of my mind which turned out a bit confusing.
basically the locket was a symbol of her inner strength
blahblahblah
𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟹𝚛𝚍
name
she was a girl of the sort that you only had to look at once to see her past laid out.
harsh, ripped away. abandoned.
she rarely spoke to the others on the street, only made thoughtful expressions. her mind was programmed that way – almost forever silent.
if only you looked closer you would see her flinch ever so slightly when her so called her name was spoken, her lips trembled with the word ‘no’ although never said out loud.
it was a surprise when one day she snapped, hatred for her ‘name’, that disgusting reminder of the past. a bruise never faded. left to scar.
she remembered the way her father had said it when he was angry. It was all the time. and it was laced with disgust when her mother called her.
she was so tired.
her friends were her shadows and when they left her it was the voices in her head that stayed.
little girl. programmed. the same actions. madness running through her veins. errors when that so-called name of her’s was said she would stop but only just for a second.
she traced the same path. everyday dragging her worn shoes across the grimy sidewalk, not minding the scraping noise the action caused.
she stopped to squint at a boy, sitting on the ground looking at her thoughtfully, a weed with yellow petals clutched in his hand.
what he felt towards her was not pity, but hope.
he took in her quiet communication, not saying anything – his eyes reflecting a warm brown.
he had said to her as he held the weed out that he thought she looked like a Faren. had said nothing more when hand flitted out to take it ever so gently. the voices in her head just this once ceased.
she smiled faintly. she liked the name.
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yeah it’s weird
for name there were obviously many prompts that you could think of but i was aiming for something not so cliche and hopefully i was able to do that!
i realize now that most of the writing pieces i’ve done for these prompts – prewritten ones for other days as well are kind of… dark and bittersweet. heh
𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟺𝚝𝚑
𝗣𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝘀
A new day brought a new start.
They said that.
But I put it to shame.
It never applied to me as I got up to the same feeling – emptiness.
It wasn’t my fault I knew. How could it be when I didn’t even know… where to start?
How to change.
It was like that. Every. Single. Day.
But today, as I set to decluttering my room, dragging myself around – my heart leapt to see the small, purple object, hiding among the mess of paper in a box.
A polaroid camera.
And just like that, I forgot.
Pulled on a coat and tugged on some socks.
I ran out the door with my battered, gray shoes – the camera tightly clutched in my hand.
Stopped by the weeds, but when I clicked the button – the photograph seemed to turn them into flowers.
Dirty pond, now clear in my hand.
Prickly field – actually looking peaceful.
Torn shoes seemed wonderful.
An upside down frown turned beautiful.
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what did i write??
i wanted this to be different from the normal cliche idea of photographs bringing back memories – and hopefully by doing that it didn’t make it badly written
𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚑
wouldn’t it be nice if it was about Elsa??
𝙸𝚌𝚎
Loneliness did things to you
He knew it no better
How it engulfed you
Made it your friend
As it brought chills to your bones
Turning your heart to ice
Biting cold
The presence of warmth did nothing to help
Or the soft flicker of a light
One puzzle piece missing
No one knew it better
As the ice trickled through his veins
Quickly
But painfully slow
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why so COLD
eyyyyy
𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟼𝚝𝚑
one of those ‘ five times this happened and one time it didn’t ‘
: )
Shatter
[ five times she shattered – and one time she didn’t ]
First was simple heartbreak.
The pain of being left to wonder – whatever was wrong with her?
Crushed so hard.
She shattered.
She fought the second time.
As sobs threatened to break out of her.
But it was her mistake.
She shouldn’t have kept them in for so long.
The third one she knew was coming.
Hearing the words she was no stranger to.
Yet it hit differently.
Every.
Single.
Time.
Number four.
A day where nothing seemed right.
One more imperfection.
And she broke.
Five.
She let it happen.
She felt the shards of reality hit her.
Sharp.
Tired.
Peaced together by tape and glue.
She felt almost comforted by the feeling.
To the point where it no longer hurt.
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ewww
𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟽𝚝𝚑
[ ᑭᒪᗩᔕTIᑕ ] ᔕTᗩᖇᔕ
It had been years before I moved.
Years since the little star had sat in the clustered drawer of my desk.
And years… since I had the unexplainable feeling of missing something, someone.
Frowning, I pulled open the drawer of my desk, rummaging through the papers – heart sinking as I lifted up each one only to see nothing but another paper underneath it until I got to the end, thus the bottom of the drawer.
I recalled the day of goodbyes. Forcing myself to turn around and walk away, only for my friend to have grabbed my hand and shoved a little object into my hand.
I had stared at it, smiling widely and promised to keep it. For the little glow in the dark stars were the ones that lit up our tree house, giving room to imagination in the usual dark.
And now I had just lost it just like that.
It wasn’t right.
I ran down the stairs to find my mother on her laptop, browsing the internet as usual for another fancy addition to our already overly full home.
I asked her to put in my request, something I didn’t ask of too often as she nodded her agreement.
I had forgotten about it until two weeks later.
The tiny little package sat on the stand next to my bed.
Heart racing with excitement as I carefully opened it.
Days later my ceiling was full of plastic stars.
And I laughed as I recalled the memories.
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savor the fact that this was not dark
yay
also i cheated on the title 😛
did i do the last three all in one day? maybe… you’ll never know
hopefully these made sense and were enjoyable. my writing style seems to be a mix between short / meaningful?? sentences + bittersweet and light.
i dunno
and of course there is always room for improvement ( this is just the start! ) so if you have any feedback – do tell!
i would really love if you could complete a quick poll on which piece was your favorite! :
as usual never forget to show your support for the Black Lives Matter community no matter the case!
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Petitions on issues around the world ( don’t donate to change.org itself )
if you have any other links for BLM + other major issues going around the world please comment them down below and i will add them!
remember that you’re an amazing person – YES YOU! never forget that ❤
They’re all so great! Lovely job!
❤
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aww thank you so much catie ❤
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You’re welcome!
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These are well written. I love this idea! 🙂
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haha thank you!
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Wow they’re AMAZING! Absolutely love how descriptive that first one is ✨ You have a way with words 🙌💕
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thank you ahhh!! i’m glad you liked them!
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your intro is me 😭😭 i haven’t written anything for so long and i’m out of motivation!! but props to you for finding these prompts and writing all of these beautiful pieces – your writing is honestly stunning! you interpreted the prompts so creatively and the emotion you conveyed through each is just so well-written 🥺
i loved all of them but if i were to choose a fav, it would probably be explosion! the way you talked about each color of the rainbow was just… beautiful.❤️ (i promise i know adjectives other than beautiful oops but it’s the perfect word to use to describe your writing! 🥰
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awww ash this means a lot coming from you since you’re such an amazing writer! i truly had so much fun writing them and i’m glad to try and tackle something smaller than just a novel!
explosion was probably my best one and i’m so happy you liked it! haha ash honestly you’re so sweet – thank you for your support time after time akskjskjaksj ❤ ❤
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Loved this post!! ❤️❤️❤️💛💛
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thank you! ❤
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This is just so…. I just cant. I loved them ALL!! I love the way you write as well-almost poetically but it still tells a story.👌 I love the idea of writing stories on your blog and have been contemplating it for a while…Anyways,amazing post!!!😘😂
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aww thank you i’m so glad to enjoyed!! ❤ i'm sure if you end up writing stories you'll do amazing! thank you so much again ❤
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You have earned it!😘❤
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These are truly so great! I loved them all! SO good! ❤️❤️
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aww thank you Diya 🥺
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This was just soooooo inspiring and beautiful!! You almost seem like a pro writer!!! The poems and short stories are so beautifully bitter sweet!! I couldn’t stop reading!! I loved them!! There was sooo much emotion packed into each one… and you made us readers feel it all!!
Love, Amy
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aww amyyy thank youuu! i’m so glad you enjoyed them! i aimed to do just that and it’s wonderful it came of as bittersweet to you ❤ ❤
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❤❤❤😘
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Lovely post!
Keep writing great Sara❤️
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thank you Hemalatha! ❤
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Wow! This was so beautifully written and I loved the prompts as well. Amazing post!!
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aww thank youuuu ahhh!! this made my day hehe 🙂
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So amazing, keep writing.😊
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thank you Jofina!
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Wow, I’m lost for words. These are so beautifully written! You’re amazing! 💕 By the way, I nominated you for an award! ✨ Do check it out here https://talesofapoorgirl.wordpress.com/2020/08/10/liebster-award/
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aww thank you so much!!! ❤
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Hey there! I am so happy to have nominated you for The Ideal Inspiration Blogger Award!Please feel free to do it at your own convenient time!
https://myrandomspecificthoughts.wordpress.com/2020/08/06/the-ideal-inspiration-blogger-award-2/
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thank you so much! i hope to get to it one day haha!
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So beautifully written. You have a gift. Thank you for sharing and following me. Stay safe.
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thank you so much for those kind words! and no problem.
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you are a wonderful writer, sara ❤
power to the local dreamer ||-//
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thank you so much jul! ❤
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I loved this! Wonderful prompts 🙂
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thank you!
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Beautifully written Sara!!! Claps to you!
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thank you so much Srisha!
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Lovely writings! Enjoyed reading them 😀💕
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thank you so much haha! ❤
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
A LONG POST—WORTH EVERY SYLLABLE! 😀
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thank you! i really appreciate it 😀
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ME TOO–!
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You are nominated for 5 hilarious things about me tag
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thank you! do you know if you could possibly send the link?
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https://reviewsbyaaliya.home.blog
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thanks!
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Welcome 😃
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Wow so well written
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thank you!
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you are a writer and a good one at that!
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thank you for the kind words!
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You’re sp welcome!
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Hi!! Just found your blog!! I loveee your writing style, so so good!! Also this is such an awesome ideas (definitely want to try it out!) Have a great day!! xx
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aww thank you – i’m so glad you like it! and feel free to do it, can’t wait to see what you come up with! you too ❤
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You’re very welcome!!! Awesome I’ll tag you in it when I make it! ❤️ xx
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no need! ❤
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