Jawbones

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Warm Up #1

This is all kinda nonsense, but idk man i needed to warm up a little bit before writing a short story for class. I put on the Oxenfree OST and this happened. Sorta inspired by Oxenfree? but also? sorta my own take on it? idk man enjoy i suppose

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The silence around me was too much to bear. I open my eyes, and look out into the blue abyss. I used to be a fan of the ocean. The rolling waves, the salty breeze, the soft crash of the waves contrasted by the piercing call of the gulls. Now I just sit and stare. Looking at the hideous cluster of fish swimming below my treading feet, I wonder. How in the hell did I ever find this calming? I admit, the color palette is beautiful. The crisp clear blue of the water, the bright oranges and yellows of the coral, the infinite rainbows of fish swimming by. The colors are beautiful. No. Stop that. That’s exactly what they want you to think.

I quickly regain my surroundings. I pat myself down. Everything seems to be in order. Nothing out of place. Everything seems as it was before. With no one in sight, panic makes my blood run cold. Ren, Alex, Jonas. Where are they? I frantically call for them but I am only greeted by the sound of the gulls calling to me from the shore.

I can feel the waves getting higher and higher. I can feel them getting cocky. It’s in the way the waves splash up into my face. It’s in the way the wind whips around me. It’s in the way the fish nudge at my feet. They might be restless. Four out of us five might have been taken already, but I won’t go easily. I rejected their deal long ago and I am determined to keep it that way. I will not be heading home until all of us are safe. With determination in my veins, I take my final breath before descending into the depths. I might not make it to the other side, but I sure as fuck can’t stay here without them.

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Warm Ups

I will be posting my writing warm ups here. If you are perchance a writer and would like to give feedback, by all means! Constructive Criticism is more than welcome ❤️

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If God Were Real

If God were real, she’d pity your soul. It carries the marks and scars you’ve accumulated through your life. No matter how well you tried to heal, they always leave a stain that only she can see. Some have a blemish free soul; no immoral scars left behind. They go to what they call Heaven without a single regret. The others, are sent to the place down below. The place with blue fire and smoke. The place where the devil himself holds the keys. 

The devil is a unforgiving man they say. He rules with an iron fist in his kingdom. There are no tears or excuses down below. Everything is as it should be, as it was created to be. They say that God herself plans your destination before you are even born. She careful picks and chooses each battle you encounter throughout your short life. She never makes a single mistake. At least that is what the elders say. Everything is as it is destined to be. 

However, you were lost in the shuffle. A soul with no predetermined life. A soul lost and on their own. A soul with no destiny. You have encountered more hardships in your life than what the human soul can take. You have been beaten, bruised, and buried. Death is a complicated process but yours was more complex than the rest. While most view death as a vengeful, feared process, you viewed it as a blessing and a savior. You smiled on your way down below. Your skin being that of paper, your bones being that of dust. 

If God were real, she’d bless you with a destiny after all this time. And if the devil could cry, he’d weep as he held your tear stained face.