To Write is to Live (Active) Forum Water
Water1 Month AgoPrompt: Your character falls into a body of water. Describe the scene, the emotions, and try to do something new when writing. Use your imagination.
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Re: Water1 Week AgoI slip and fall into the dark, dirty puddle on the sidewalk. All eyes are riveted on me and the sight.
I was more entertainment than what was going on in their lives. I could feel the tightening of my chest and the rimming burn around my eye's treating to release the tears I was holding back. When I heard, "It's okay honey, we all have bad days, and this just happened to be yours." Looking into a pair of eyes that held so much kindness helped me rally the strength to rise out of the puddle and go home. |
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Re: Water2 Days AgoHank wondered if this was drowning, the urgent pressure to inhale with a harkening terror to glance upward. Knowing the surface meant life, while already believing it was, "just too far" kept him from taking a chance at hope. It was nasty jest when he'd remembered so many said, "your life flashes before your eyes." That wasn't it at all, there was fear, deadlocked, terrifying darkness below, and a helpless struggle for the surface. He died that way, sucking water to all the tiny sacks meant for air. No refreshment, no comfort, no exhale, and no following breath.
He always hated nightmares. Tonights hate flowered as if he'd grown a malignant rose. Waking up meant recall of the, "Drowning Dream", he'd tell his therapist tomorrow. Tonight, he just hated it all. |