Bonnie

“My Bonnie lies over the ocean… My Boooonnnnieee lies over the seeeeeaaa… My Bonnie lies over the ocean… Oh, bring back my Bonnie to meeeeeeeeee!” The tone-deaf sailor sung in what appeared to be a merry tone, having drunk himself into a stupor hours before. His words were slurred, and that awful key on which…

Atrocity

She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She didn’t know how she’d gotten an invite to the party tonight – it would certainly be the talk of the school. Maybe it was pure luck, but there was one thing she did know: she didn’t want to ruin the opportunity. If she caked her make-up…

Old Post: Prompt 002

The other day, I mentioned finding some of my older work. Here’s one of those pieces, a five minute piece, which I could probably expand on in the future: “Dance for me,” he said, his lips drawn into a thin smirk. I stared blankly at him, somewhat irked by his words. “You know I can’t…