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I had only ever required one permit for myself, ten years ago on my father. My mother had died of cancer four years earlier, a painful process that made her wither slowly before my eyes. My father’s love for her had faded long before that, preferring short-term lust with young women. He had been inContinue reading “Prompt 7”

I loved this prompt and had a lot of fun with it. I might come back to it one day and make a full-length story out of it. The first time hadn’t been a scam, it was out of desperation. Emma had been sat at her new husband’s hospital bed, watching the machines breath forContinue reading “Prompt 445”

I slammed the car into an emergency stop, staring through the ground, through the car, at the hundreds of bones I could see contained within the soil. Human bones.             ‘What the hell?’ I climbed out of the car, standing and staring beyond the ground until a horn jerked my gaze up again.             ‘AreContinue reading “Prompt 227”

The first few times had been terrifying and painful. A sword piercing her chest from behind. Savage dogs ripping through flesh. A lamppost falling, crushing bones. Perhaps staying in the house would have been better, but she had awoken alone, her family nowhere to be seen. Nothing had been out of place- the car wasContinue reading “Prompt 484”

Now that I’ve discovered the wonders of instagram, I’ve found a way to stop being lazy and get back into writing. I’m following a few writing prompt pages and have written over 500 down in notebooks. I then put each number into a box like a raffle for me to pick one at random everyContinue reading “Daily prompts (from Instagram)”