prompted thirty seven

"her fingers were begging to scratch an itch she didn't know she had, but it was there. it was always there."

or, the short stories written by a girl who wants to get back into the groove of writing.

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so, while i do realize i probably should not be starting a story collection like i am with this, i will let you know that this is just so that i can get back into writing something that isn't short, whenever-my-heart-feels-like-it poems. so i've found thirty seven prompts (hence the title) and i'll be writing and posting. not daily, i know that, but i will post whenever i've written. 

hopefully i'll be able to have non-stop inspiration for my other stories, so bear with me. c:

(my capitalizations and such will be weird, that i promise. some stories i might capitalize properly, like a real novel. others might not be as well constructed, but hey. the fingers shall type and write what they will.)