Comedian And Vlogger Elijah Daniel Became Mayor Of Hell, Michigan, Proceeded To Ban All Heterosexuals,

Bored

This is my week 2 writing prompt. I didn’t quite make it to my 2000 wordcount minimum but I got it done in one day.  “If I wanted to work late, I would have applied at a Mini-mart. At least there might have been some activity.”, Ava said, as she thumped her purse on the desk. “Quit your bitching, or you might find yourself there, yet.”, Brie said. She tossed her hair and began to pack her…

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I wandered through the goblin market for a wish, and we heard the sound of a golden horn

I wandered through the goblin market for a wish, and we heard the sound of a golden horn

I must admit this weeks prompt was difficult. I had some personal stuff to take care of and couldn’t write every day like I wanted. I also started with Autumn as a prompt but couldn’t quite get the feel of the season. I’m going to do a Halloween story at some point. Meanwhile, the prompt for this one is the title. I’m pretty proud of it and may go back to continue it…   Strong wind rattled the…

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I can never understand how Snape apologetics can stand up for him when he CANONICALLY does this shit.

I can maybe, maybe, understand those who haven’t read the books standing up for him, because honestly the movies don’t cover all the horrible stuff he does. But those who have read the books and still stick up for him baffle me.

I mean, you don’t see anyone sticking up for the Dursley’s or Umbridge, when they do the same stuff to Harry as Snape. How is Snape any different?

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The female mosquito is the only one that’s sucks blood. She does this to feed the blood to her babies. Next time you go to smack one on your arm, think about those poor children.

Sword of Heaven and Hell

This is a short story introducing characters for a YA series—

The sun shining through a crack in the blinds, woke Logan out of a sound sleep. The soft whir of the air conditioner, was the only thing that broke the silence. It was summer and he’d done his best to be able to sleep in. He had even stapled the curtains shut but, every morning the sun found a way through. He suspected that his mom had…

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