Prompt: None; this one was original
My Story:
As I crept through the abandoned hallways, I couldn't help but wonder how I had, yet again, let this happen. I had promised myself I wouldn't take things too far, that I would stop while I had the chance. But there were certain benefits to the arrangement that were impossible to overlook. Why else would I be there in that lonely forgotten warehouse in the dead of night?
No sane person would do this to themselves. No sane person would ever consider it. Not to say that it is a clouded mind and blank face I carried with me that night. No, it is with sharp minded confidence that I entered into the unknown. And that, my friends, was the beginning of my untimely demise.
Note: This is a part of a story that's been stuck in my head. I haven't had time to write anything and I'm not quite sure about that last sentence. This was written in Pre Cal if I'm not mistaken.
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PenOhio Prompts
Short StoryI'm in a writing club at my school called PenOhio. It is the high school branch of Power of the Pen. I plan to put the stories I write here. I might go back and type up some from Power of the Pen too. Basically, this is a collection of short stories...
