Don't be sorry! It's perfectly fine. There's a new prompt up as well, for everyone else.

Imma try this prompt. :3

If you lose someone, it feels like a cold rush. It's the freezing truth. And even though you wish it weren't so, it is. And if it happens. There are always things you regret.
Even though life has a price; everything has a price. It still hurts. Not physical hurt. Mental hurt. What did you never get to say? What if you were fighting? There are so many things we regret in life, but what we regret most is not making it up to someone after something you did. You have a bad feeling, like you ate something rotten.
For some people, that rotten feeling goes away, and they turn back to normal. But for others, that never happens. The rotten feeling manifests, and turns you cold. Turns you angry. Turns you depressed. But at that point, you've shut everyone out. You're a barrier; a steel fortress that no one can break into. Sealed with ice. And who can blame you? Really, if you regret something too much, it'll just turn you bitter, all the same. Sometimes happiness and hope get blocked out, either by sadness or by anger. If you lose someone you love, the blow is harsh. But if you lose someone while having done something. The blow is harsher. Regret makes you do things, not often good things. But if you feel despair, it'll only get worse. If you stop hoping, stop believing, it'll only get worse. If you turn angry, it'll only get worse.
Even though you lose someone you care about. You can't just cry. You can't just despair. Without happiness, life is nothing but a shallow shell of what it should be. Don't make the mistake. Or you'll regret that even more.
(I guess it's more vague..but it's a try.)

This looks good ^^ let's see what else rolls in this week

ok, I'm starting on the story... here are a few pieces I've done in years past

here are a few links
This was a history writing assignment
https://docs.google.com/document/d/16LmkNKQUagFqkE5uMNHeTiZzo5pclOun2QpVPV16h7I/pub

a L.A. assignment
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1wdH7U8c01TcMGFQVWMfX2woViZQjIA_d9LpsgePSS9U/pub

Some poems
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12F50oQjXlM8_ELMnF7AAGZ_DZKdyrPBPm_kf4oRMZHQ/pub

That's an interesting take on things. Did you have to write that for school?

yup

^{I don't want anyone to be confused when reading this, so I'm going to name the characters. No, they are not real people that actually went through this. They are just names I came up with, a figment of my imagination}

"You never let me do anything!!" The girl, Cassia, screamed.
"Well maybe, if you just behave better and do what your supposed to you would be able to do things." The mother replied calmly.
"You and your fricken excuses!! Oh, you didn't do the dishes, or fold your clothes, or pick the stupid piece of lint off your jacket so you can't go out today!! Always, it's always my fault!! This time it's because i didn't tie my shoelace when you told me to! Like what if i want to trip!!? I can't do anything because of you! I hate you!!" The girl screamed at her mom. Just as their car was crossing the intersection, a drunk driver hit the driver's side of the car.

Cassia opened her eyes and saw the white ceiling above her, a faint beeping in the air. She looked around and saw machines surrounding her, tubes and wires of some sort connected to her body, she started screaming for the nurses wanting to know why she was there and where her mom was.
A pair of nurses rushed into the room, one checking the machine, the other trying to calm Cassia down.
Cassia saw the nurses name tag, "Look, Ms. Paige, I just want to know where my mom is? Where is she!?"
The nurse that was looking at the machine came around the bed and laid her hand on Cassia's shoulder, and Cassia pulled back, pain shooting down her arm. She saw that nurses name tag as well, "Ms. April, just please, tell me where my mom is, I want to see her. Please." Cassia started crying.
An older man, no more than his late 40s, walked into the room just then. "Good afternoon, Cassia, I'm Doctor Jaxson, but you can called me Jack if you'd like. I'm afraid it isn't possible to see your mother...You see, she was put in the ICU late last night... She passed at 8 this morning. I'm sorry for your lose." He walked out the room, the nurses following him, closing the door as they left.
It took Cassia a few seconds to process the information she was just given. Her breathing got labored and the machine to her right started beeping faster, until it went silent. Nurses rushed in one by one, Cassia's vision blurred, heat flowing down her cheeks, pain exploding in her head, shooting through her whole body. The noise around her went from silent to beeping here and nurses saying orders there. Cassia felt like she was just shoved into the Arctic Ocean, she was shaking uncontrollably as sobs racked her body. She screamed for her mom at the top of her lungs, but everything was becoming blurry and her tongue felt like lead. Cassia looked over and saw that Ms. April had a syringe in her hand and her face was distraught.
Three Weeks Later
Cassia was in her room, packing her clothes as tears streamed down her face, silently. When she finished, she called for her brother, Daniel. "Danny, I love you with all my heart, and as soon as I turn 18, I'm coming to find you. Okay? I promise." Cassia was only 16 and when she would turn 18, Daniel would be 9. Daniel clung to her as she tried to push him away, her sleeve going up her forearm, revealing the scars there. Cassia finally got Daniel off of her and she got into the navy blue car in front of the red one, the one Danny was supposed to get into.

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Gentelgiant
I've beem writting for about 6 years
I've written 2 books, tons of poetry, and about 5 songs for my band
I don't have any stories here
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It looks great so far, Mews!

Welcome to the club, Giant ^^