I opened the door to my apartment, and was overwhelmed by the strong scent of roses.
My mouth dropped open. Bouquets of them were everywhere.
I felt like I was going to be sick. Even after all my efforts to avoid him, to run, to hide, he had found me.
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Writing Prompts
General FictionHere are a collection of writing prompts designed by yours truly or taken from the internet. Knock yourselves out.