Page 17 – My Writing

Homecoming

Jasper looked around his new surroundings. Well… John’s old surroundings. So much of it was strange. Memories drifted in and out of

The bucket jostled a little, and a small amount of its sudsy contents sloshed onto the hardwood floor. On his knees, bent

Trish curled up on her sofa, her hands wrapped around a cup of tea. It was late, but she needed to work

“I don’t know if what I say here will ever be enough.” the letter began, the ink faded with time and wear.

The shower was like a tiny safe haven for Heather. While she knew that anyone could come in at any moment, it

Toox diary entry I haven’t had a chance to sit down and write in a few days. First because I was busy,

It had not been the most ideal situation to finder herself in, she knew. There was little she could do about her

Kai was born in 1904 to Chinese immigrants in the city of San Francisco, the fourth of four children. Two years later,

Billy headed home from his “date” the events of it playing back in his mind. The shot ringing out, the crowd running

[PROMPT] The whole town knows about it. The black shadow on the baby monitor. Sudden changed diapers or meals ready for kids