Racheal

@daeus
Creeeeeppppyyy…but very well written. Nice job!

…someone behind Gavin and me. And I recognize the voice.
“What are you looking for?”
I turn around. It’s the woman from the room with the long table. She looks angry, like we’ve done something wrong.
“We’re not looking for anything,” says Gavin, glancing at me. I hear a voice in my head—his voice, which is crazy. But I remember that he e…[Read more]

…someone behind Gavin and me. And I recognize the voice.
“What are you looking for?”
I turn around. It’s the woman from the room with the long table. She looks angry, like we’ve done something wrong.
“We’re not looking for anything,” says Gavin, glancing at me. I hear a voice in my head—his voice, which is crazy. But I remember that he e…[Read more]

@david
I love the dolphin!!! *shakes head in awe*

@david
THAT IS AWESOME!!! You rock!!! 🙂 🙂

@dbhgodreigns
Yeah, that’s definitely better!!! I like the part about the “discordant solo.” Very creative. 🙂 🙂 🙂

@gretald
Here’s one: Oliver had an exam coming up; he was nervous.

@kate-flournoy
Wow, that’s intense. I like it! 🙂

@kate-flournoy
Wow; intense. I like it! 🙂

@faithdk
Wow, that’s awesome! I love it…I can totally visualize what’s happening. 🙂

This was for the Writing Prompt with the girl on the step and the guy in black…

He couldn’t tell Rachel; he would leave without her notice. Her grief might make it harder for him to get away.
Jack slipped quietly out of the bed. His clothes and backpack waited for him on the chair. Grabbing them, Jack hurried out of the room. The hallway f…[Read more]

@writefury
This is an awesome idea! 🙂 🙂 🙂

@kate-flournoy
Okay, wow! This is so good! Amen, sister… 🙂

Gavin stares at me sadly. “You mean you don’t remember my nicknames for you? I always called you Weirdo. Or Nerd.”
I try again. “No, I mean my real name. Like the one my parents gave me.” Which brought me to another question. Where were my parents? If I even had any…
“Wren.”
“What?” I ask.
“Wren. Your name is Wren.”
. . .

@overcomer
Hey, no problem! *beams* 🙂

@overcomer
Great poem! I love it…Dust and Ink is a very creative name. 🙂

“It was brilliantly constructed,” Gavin continues,”I remember you asking me if I wanted to give it a try. I said I would. And I did.” His voice trails off, and then we adds,”worst decision I ever made.”
I shift my weight from one foot to the other. “What happened then?” I ask.
Gavin stares at me. “All I remember is swirling colors; when I woke up,…[Read more]