This page is dedicated to simple three-sentence stories that I come up with and add onto here.
One too many drinks tend to lead to mistakes. The mistakes cause a lifetime of shame and regret. This leaves the Mistake to wonder what they did wrong to become abandoned.
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I see life as a bucket list. As fast as I tick off an item, I grow fascinated with something else, which is thrown into the bucket. What a wonder life is.
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Unspoken words. Stolen glances. Intertwined hands.
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Love is messy. Love is not just flowers and meaningless murmurs. Love is vicious and greedy but so addictive you can’t let go.
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There is a girl that is too afraid to look back because the past is a monstrous beast ready to pounce. She tries to not let her past define her, but past mistakes are remembered and attach themselves like anchors to weigh her down. There is a girl that just wants the history to be forgotten.
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To oppress someone is to clip their wings. To hold them down to the ground and strip them of a right. To take something so dear away so quickly.
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Emotions crash through me like a raging waterfall. Although I always reach the same destination, I find myself desperately paddling through the water, trying to find an alternate route. But I am always met with the same horrible fate, drowning in my emotions.
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In the world, nothing comes for free. What you take, you must give back something in return. So why is it that you take my trust and away from me and throwback broken promises?
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Soft flames kiss my skin gently. Although it burns, I do not mind. For I just want to know what it is like to feel once again.
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Words are not spoken between us and yet, our bond is unbreakable. Your mere presence is enough to comfort me. I am forever grateful to you, Dad.
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I observe flowers. Hoping that maybe… They can show me how to open up.
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He chased the butterflies unaware of the flowers that had been trampled in the process. To him, it was a silly mistake that could be forgiven. But the flowers thought otherwise.
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How cruel of you to take away dreams from a child. What hatred must flow through your veins to commit such an act. You have corrupted a child’s mind to the point of no return.
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Life has become too much of the same. Too ordinary. I try to find a new fresh breath of wind.
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Every person matters. Much like how every brush stroke matters when creating a masterpiece. Mistakes may be made but it is important to embrace them.
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He cannot be described. There is no language for such a natural beauty and dreamlike disposition. The boy of the idols.
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It’s crazy to think that we start off as just stardust. Speckles of light floating through space. Trying to find meaning in it all.
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You flood my every thought. Everything I do, I do for you. I love you, idiot.
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You haunt my every thought. Why must you plague the things that I hold dear to me? Are you jealous that you are no longer one of those things?