Tag: writing

  • Moving On

    Stranded without my  Lifeline.  Teetering.  Empty.  How do I move on? 

  • Shining

    PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook  The bright sun told me he was there.  That he was watching.  A promise kept, but more often than not, it was a promise broken.  My uncle said he would always be here for me.  Would always have my back.  But now, I only felt his presence when the sun…

  • The Fight

    “It was horrific.  The worst.  Like I couldn’t believe what I saw.”  The longer Jennifer went on about the fight, the easier it was to tune her out.  I wondered how long she could talk about a fight and still be interested.  Henderson and Max had gotten into a verbal confrontation – Max threw one…

  • Broken

    Part of me broke the day Liam drove away.  It was part heartbreak, but mostly shame.  If I hadn’t accidentally spilled his secret, he and his family wouldn’t be moving away.  It had to have been me that spilled be the beans, but I wasn’t sure when I had done it.  I am positive I…

  • Risking an Open Heart

    Broken hearts had made me nervous from an early age.  I had started my life adventurous and had slowly withdrawn into myself.  Always safe herself and an erstwhile hypochondriac, my mother played a major role in my withdrawal into myself.  I knew she meant well, but her adamant desire for safety trumped my desires for…

  • Downpour

    PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot  Looking out the window at the constant downpour, I knew I had made the right decision.  George would never be able to follow me in the rain as he could if the sun was shining brightly.  I needed to get as far away from London as I could, as fast…

  • Losing

    Truth will set you free  What will you lose if it does?  Love? Comfort? Yourself? 

  • Not For a Second

    I stood backstage and watched the play.  Until this very show, I thought I had done the right thing, gone down the right path, but now I wasn’t so sure.  I had believed Derek when he told me things were going to change, but we were now ten weeks into the show and everything was…

  • No One Saw Her

    “I know she was here.  I tracked her phone and she is here.  Let me in!”  I knew I was almost screaming, but I was on the verge of being completely hysterical.  I knew my sister was inside.  Either by choice or she had been forced to come in.  Forced to stay.  I was opening…

  • Leaving

    He left me for cash  Money I didn’t know I   Was saving for him