Day 297 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write about a good dream as if it were a nightmare.
Erin: My dream date followed by my dream proposal should have had me waking up smiling. However, I woke up shaking and breathing heavily. Even in my sleep I knew it was him and I knew how we would end.
Shannon: It was awful it all started with this puppy sitting in the middle of a sea of pillows. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t stop staring. It was terrifying. Then it started walking towards me with huge eyes and I couldn’t run away. I was paralyzed in place. Right as it started attacking me with his tongue I finally woke up, thank goodness.
Day 296 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write about someone missing from a team.
Shannon: “It doesn’t matter,” I heard Katrina mumble just loud enough for everyone to hear before stretching her other arm crossed her chest.
“What? But she was being ridiculous,” Emily looked for confirmation from the rest of the group.
“It’s all just stupid. The stuff you’re always bitching about. Melissa isn’t here, she’s gone. She’s not coming back, and I can’t listen to it anymore. I want to play ball to get my mind off of what happened, so can you please shut up,” Katrina was shouting by the end as she picked up a ball and started smacking it into her glove.
Erin: It wasn’t losing our star player that made us lose the game. It was the loss of our confidence that cost us the win.
Day 295 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write about a nightmare.
Erin: I have a reoccurring dream where my friend pushes me off of a ledge. Normally I wake up mid fall. This time I didn’t, and I’m starting to worry it wasn’t a dream.
Shannon: I had a bad dream the other day where I was trying to get away from a dark figure that was chasing me. I couldn’t lose him and he got better at hunting me down as the dream progressed. I was making all of these illogical moves until I was finally caught. Then I woke up, before I could even see what he wanted.
Day 292 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Your character believes they are being followed.
Shannon: Lately I’ve felt weird like there’s this presence that’s following me. I don’t think it’s a person, because if it is I never see them. Maybe it’s a ghost, or a guardian angel. Either way I never feel alone, and that’s not bad feeling.
Erin: When I was younger I just had a feeling that I was always being watched over. It wasn’t until I was older that I started to see her. My mother. She was gone and I wasn’t denying that. But her spirit was with me. No one would believe me, so I kept what I saw and heard to myself. For all they knew I was a motherless child, but at least I was sane.