Bullet
ROunds of bullets fired all around me. I dducked behind the bar, crystal and smoke raining over me. My heart slowed, my hands felt like they were melting, my thoughts slurred together. I couldn't move for hours.
The coffee shop was quiet when the fire went out. SIrens screeched from outside, officers rushing in grabbing anyone they could find.
A couple bickers over something stupid. The two give each other the silent treatment, then make up. Write the scene.
"Did you eat the last cookie?" I asked.
"No," She responded, a smudge of chocolate smeared over her top lip.
"Oh ya? And what's this?" I stepped towards her and whipped it off.
"That's – nutella."
"Uh Uh. Sure." I smirked, "Tastes like chocolate chips to me."
"I- um..." she tried. I laughed and wrapped my arms around her waist, dotting her nose with a kiss.
"Nice try next time," I winked. She buried her head into my shoulder, smiling against it.
A fox transforms into a human for a day. Write what follows.
The fox turned around in the mirror. Their hair was a short pixie cut of red and their eyes, leaving and cunning. The fox put one of their new feet in front of them. They were stable for a second then tipped over. They had to reach their arms out grasping for a ledge of somesort. The impact of the ground was hard but not horrible. With a few more attempts, a few more falls, a few more wines they made it to the door. They opened the old brass handle, the sunlight blinding them as fresh air rushed in.
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365 Days of Writing
De TodoMe writing 3 prompts a day for 365 days. Prompts come from "A Year of Creative Writing Prompts" by Love In Ink (More info on first page)
