Writing prompts and inspiration

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I don't care if people use these.  These are for my self and other writers to come and look at for ideas for lang books, short stories, and one shots.  If you do use any of these ideas try to adapt it to be your own.  Make it your own!  Also I would love to hear if you use any of these prompts so I can read you stories.  I hope you enjoy these and can write some amazing stories!

p1:  "Where are your shoes?"  P2: The mud puddle a few blocks down demanded a sacrifice.

Her father was forcing her to marry someone she's never met.  The night before her wedding she ties the sheets together and climbs out her window.  Halfway down she locks eyes with someone from another room doing the exact same thing.

P1:  "So Im guessing your not just an average everyday person I meet on the streets?"  P2:  "What gave me away?"  P1: "Oh I don't know maybe the fact that you just stopped a train with your bare hands?!"  P2: "Touche."

P2:  "I didn't do it!"  P1:  "Then why are you laughing?"  P2:  "Because the person who did is a freaking genius!"

A demon stood in her kitchen screaming.  "How?  How did you summon me?"  You frantically flip through your grandmothers cookbook.  "I have no Idea!  Your supposed to be chicken soup!!"

"Well their was this one time serial killer murdered and buried me.  Unbeknownst to him i'm immortal So I acted like a ghost and 'haunted' him the rest of his life."

P1:  "This is my life now.  I have climbed this hill and I will now die upon it."   P2:  "Shut up we've only been hiking for 20 minutes."

P1:  "I have an idea."  P2:  "Oh no"  P1: "I swear its a good one this time!"

She knew hearing music in the woods at night was bad, but it was so beautiful she couldn't help but follow it.

He stared at the bodies covering the ground.  His eyes slowly met hers as she stood up, coverd in blood.  "Your late."  She said

P1: "Isn't that exactly what I told you not to do?"  P2:  "Did you really think i'd listen?"

P1:  "Oh your still alive."  P2:  "Careful I might think you don't like me."

"So I kinda maybe sorta burned the house down.  But its okay because now we don't have to worry about cleaning the house anymore!"

P1:  "I thought we promised to tell each other if we were bleeding internally!"  P2:  "That is a very specific promise I don't remember making.  P1:  "Oh well um...  The blood must be effecting you memory.  So just go with it okay?"  P2:  "What no!"

P1 dropped the gun she had just killed someone again.  After promising to never kill anyone again!  She stared at P2's body lying on the floor a bullet hole through the chest.  She fought back a wave of nausea remembering his last words.   "I love you"  P1 woke up in a dead sweat.  She looked around recognizing  her cell.  She took a deep breath and tried to fight back the memories from that day.   She stayed curled up untill the lights flickered on letting the inmates know it was morning.  P1 stood up and gathered her composure.  It was time to rule a prison.