"Do you have a death wish?" She screeched angrily. I noticed tears in her red rimmed eyes. A few of her hairs were caught in her left eyelashes, but she failed to notice them. "You could've died!"
I was confused. "I don't-"
"Stop," she cut me off, "just stop." Her anger was gone. She slumped, exhausted. She took a deep, shuddering breath. My heart twinged as I saw how worried she was about me. I slowly embraced her small frame.
"I'm okay." I swallowed. "It's okay."
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The Big-ish Book of Writing Prompts
RandomA book full of various writing prompts that I created. Several genres are included in this collection. There are also many different lengths and styles of prompts. You are free to use them however you wish! All I ask is that if my prompt is used and...
