Tag: writing

  • Comrade

    “He actually called you a comrade?  I’ve never heard anyone even say comrade before.”  I spread my blanket out on the grass and looked over at Sara.  She was staring off into the trees with a confused look on her face.  “Sara!”  After a few times of me calling her name, Sara finally turned back…

  • Missing or Dead?

    “She won’t return my phone calls.  She won’t return my texts.  If she’s not missing, then she’s dead.  Can you do a welfare check?”  I stared at the police officer and hoped he would take me seriously.  At twenty-five years old, I often got mistaken for a teenager.  And by the look on Officer Henry’s face,…

  • The Ultimate Sin

    “That would be considered the ultimate sin.  You won’t be able to recover from something like this.  My suggestion is you don’t go through with any part of this plan.”  My aunt continued talking, but never turned to face me.  I wanted to pound my head on the table, but knew the lecture would only…

  • The Haunting

    “I know the window was closed when we got here last night.  I’m too scared of haunted houses to leave a random window open.”  Taylor backed herself into the corner of the room and stared at the window. I knew she was trying to keep herself pulled together and wondered how long it would last.…

  • Election Dropout

    “Don’t you think I will be elected?  How could I not be after that speech I made last night?”  I watched and waited as my sister straightened her hair.  I had already decided – before her speech – I was not going to vote for her.  And then I cast my vote for someone else. …

  • Home

    PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot  I knew as soon as I walked into the busy square, I knew I was home. Home. Home. Home. A word I never was able to repeat to myself until that exact moment. The history resonated out of each building and I could smell the food from various open markets. I walked…

  • The Football Game

    I knew the entire semester would come down to this single football game.  If we won, everything would be perfectly fine and my plans were on track.  Part of me wanted to tell Alex what was on the line if he played up to his capabilities, but this was my problem, not his.  The more he…

  • Filmmaking

    “You want to do what with your life?  And go where?”  I listened to my aunt’s voice get louder with each word.  I know my mother was most likely on the other end telling her only sister she was going back to school. Going back to school with two kids at home and no support…

  • Consistency

    “He is not consistent.  He has shown us every day he will show up late or not show up at all.  Why are we going to give him another chance?”  I willed my arms to remain at my sides so I would not cross my arms in front of my new boss. I knew that…

  • Hidden Secrets

    “Where do you think he would have hidden it?”  Tyler lay on the hill next to me and whispered into my ear.  He knew I hated the way his whispers tickled my ear, but did it anyway.   “It’s a car.  It’s not like he can hide it somewhere in plain sight.  If it’s not in the…