He awoke suddenly. He was not a deep sleeper, but the apartment was generally quiet. He held his breath, listening. Then the scratching started, stopping a moment later. His eyes darted across the room, barely making out shapes in the dark. Then the noise began again. A scratching, scurrying sound, like fingernails skittering across the wood floorboards...
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A Writer's Assistant: Prompts & Unfinished Stories Up For Adoption
RandomSome ideas I thought up but ended up being too lazy to write myself. Includes story prompts & small sections of unfinished stories that are "up for adoption". Either I lost inspiration or got bored with them, but maybe they can help with your writer...
