Prompt 1

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I looked around me, lights were flashing, people were screaming. I could smell blood in the air, and if I concentrated hard enough, I could taste the iron. Many tears were shed on this day, many mourned their loss's. I suppose I should be mourning as well, but I have nothing to mourn. I'm still shocked at the events that have occurred here. I overheard someone say that there were no survivors. That's over 100 people dead. All I can imagine is a scene of blood, everywhere.

The sky is bleak. It makes sense that it would be. In a way, its kind of symbolic of this tragedy. I still cannot believe that someone, a human, would do that. It's unspeakable. I suppose though that i shouldn't be surprised. After all, I do live in a world of violence. I just wish I could stop it all.

*Author's Note*

I know it's short but I've never really written. Hope you enjoyed that little bit. If anyone would like to use these prompts for a story, go ahead. If you do though, please tell me, I'd like to read them. 

-Bethany Freeman 

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