This is my entry for nonfiction prompt #5: LETTER ** Image ** February 2004 My fourteen-year-old heart fluttered as if a restless mouse was inside it, wanting to escape. My hands were icy and trembling

This is my entry for nonfiction prompt #4: OVERCOMING OBSTACLES November 4th, 2011. My eyes were as restless as the erratic beating in my chest. I couldn’t explain the peculiar emotion enveloping my squeamish

Hey everyone! Please secure your accounts from this user "sepa777" My wallet was emptied by this user. I didn't even know him/ her. I was just appalled to have seen that I transferred my funds

This is my entry for nonfiction prompt #3: MUSIC Image I stared at the acoustic guitar, leaning on the wall, and furrowed my brows. “Why is it here?” I asked Daisy—my sister. “Kuya sent it back—said he

This is my entry for this week's prompt: FOIL The photo is from an editing app on my phone called 'Wonder.' I couldn’t think straight. My mind felt like an empty space without the stars and the heavenly

This is my entry for the weekly prompt: WISHBONE Edited on Canva My phalanges moved from the pinky to the index finger as I tapped the glass table. My mandible rested on my other hand while I wait for

This is my entry for the weekly prompt: EXHAUST Image Edited on Canva Cool air lingered in my nostrils as I breathed in the minty-grassy atmosphere. It was that time of the year again. The time when our

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This is my entry for the weekly prompt: BRILLIANT Source/ Edited on Canva ** Asymmetrical figures forming random patterns painted on a canvas caught Marion’s attention while he was at a gallery. It was

This is my entry for the weekly prompt: SPLASH Edited on Canva ** Dried twigs and fallen branches of several enormous trees crackled under the thick soles of a drunken man’s boots as he swayed his way

Image Edited on Canva Erratic heartbeat drummed Genesis’ chest. The grass beneath the soles of his black leather shoes could’ve sued him for stomping on them, non-stop, because of mixed excitement and

Image (Edited on Canva) Hetty and Sabrina stood outside an isolated tent, hoping to talk to their mom. “Are you sure about this?” Hetty grunted at her twin. “We won’t be if we don’t try.” She sighed when

Image (Edited on Canva) I slowly peeked at the puddle on the muddy soil with gravel and stones. It had rained a few minutes ago, and the holes on the mushy, dark-brown earth were filled with rainwater.

Image from Pexel (Edited on Canva) I will never forget the first time I saw a pair of gold sclera with black slits as pupils, glimmering like diamonds under the turquoise sea bed. Such eyes, as precious

Finally, I had taken a selfie outside "The Garden", for the first time. I've been to the Philippine Arena several times, but this was my first photo here. We queued for more than an hour just

Image from Pexel (Edited on Canva) Damian saw Emilia standing across the street, next to the flickering light post. But when he blinked, she was gone as quick as he breathed in the dewy scent of the young

Image It was that same day again, November seventh, and I didn’t expect that would change my life in a blink because of a photo. That day, my instinct took charge of what I was supposed to do. I picked

I don't know what this flower is called, or whether it is a relative of rafflesia or corpse flower, but one thing is for sure... it stinks! The pungent smell it releases is suffocating, and its smell lingered

Image “This party’s getting boring.” Alex mumbled while tossing his empty disposable cup of soda in the air and catching it afterward. “Expecting something exciting to happen at your younger sister’s party?”