forum Find a picture and describe it (Writing Practice)

Started December 30, 2020 by @NotSoBeautifulDiseaster group

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I sagged over the grave, A purple hue dyed the cemetery as the sunset came in. The flag drooped in the background just like when I met him
It's been 2 years since I left and 2 months since he died. I thought what we had was special, those days in clubroom after club time, A forbidden love. It took me 2 years to know what we were doing was wrong. It was only for his amusement, I was only a body to him. Why am I a student, I'm a grown-ass woman now and I'm still tending to his grave. Why can't I hate him

The muscled mochi held him tighter as a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead. "This is why we can't have nice things," he said, adjusted his glasses. "Ugh… let go of me, you damned mochi."

A dirt trail ran down the hills and valleys leading to a tower of fluffy white clouds, they were so close I could grab them if I got over there, strangely enough, a black bar obscure the rest of the picture. Is it real? What's behind it? What is it? Is anything inside?

The once vibrate yellow house deteriorated into an abandoned ghost shack, The paint peeled off the tile, garbage was scatter across the rotting roof , as vine suck up any life that was left in the old house

My final day here. It's a shame this place had to close, the check in machine was already coated in dust. The tile door were still had a sheen. A blue mini door crept on

What am I afraid of? Why do I feel like so empty, I'm moving to a brand new environment

The day she left, Kyle broke down. He still hears the ripples of his countless love letters that were all wasted. Nothing but trash now. The ring shattered on the floor as rose petal scatter around it

"Big brother…Is this the place?" The small boy asked as he clung to his brother's side
"Yes, this is where our new mommy and daddy are." assured the older boy. He looked straight ahead away from their usual checkbox floor and white couch. To the door that will grant them into a new world

I entered the small room, looking at the decor all around it. "Wow… This place is really pretty," I said, walking up to the beanbag that lay just on the edge of the rug. I plopped down onto the beanbag and stared up at the ceiling. "Maybe now… I've finally found peace."

My old neighborhood… I'm certain they all know the truth… Their hushed whisper… The glaring light with their humming…Even the fog mocks me… The usual trash gathers around the corridors. Each trailer was dyed with a murky beige. All short and stout spaced even from each other

The cicadas let out a cry before being interrupted by the barking and yammering of a pack of stray dogs. The window and doors slam open and shut
Each growing louder until it pierces my ears

You're not welcome here…. LeaveLeaveLeaveLeave Immediately

I look out at the large house I stumbled upon whilst doing my daily run. It was so huge… I wonder who lives in there? Maybe some sort of rich folk. Maybe even a celebrity? No, they'd get a bigger house. I noticed that there were no lights on, and I walked to the door. It was unlocked. Maybe now I'll find out what's inside…?

I crept down the stairs, practically tiptoeing not to make a sound. I finally reach the dining room, the stench of cigars and unwashed dishes fill the room. I wince at the peeling paint that was once so vibrant and bright. The old trophies dad had won were displayed on a shelf for all to see. The white bag I left on the brown table was untouched. I walk over and grab it. I think I'm in the clear

{Check the living room}
{Check the backyard}

The rain had begun to pour outside, and a strike of thunder followed suit. I sat alone in the mansion, unsure of whether I should leave or not, given that this wasn't my home, and yet I was here anyway. "I think I'd better wait for the rain to stop… I don't wanna get soaked." Candlelight was the only thing lighting the room, other than the lightning striking miles past. I looked around the room, then muttered, "Yeah… I'd better stay here a little longer."

"Ask yourself: which body are you in today." The shadow jeered, looming over me
My limbs were rooted to the ground, I could only face this thing. Its presence alone sucked the color out the room, What was once a welcome entrance with bright beige walls, a coat hanger greeting me, and the vibrate street light becoming a mirage as it meets the mosaic glass was now polluted my shadows

"Well what's your answer?" the shadow said with a chuckle before kneeling over me
"I don't know… Mine!" I choked out, pulling myself up
"You poor fool…" The shadow simpered before poking me

The girl leaned in closer to the male. Nobody knew the names of these two, nor did anyone know… them. They were like ghosts floating around amidst the living. Nobody could see them, nobody could hear them, nobody could feel them. "H-huh?" the male said, a faint dark-blue tinge of blush spreading on his face, his eyes widened. The female began to speak. "I…I…"

Where am I! This isn't my idea of fun. I kick around the sandbox getting some wooden chips in my shoes, some piercing my feet. It was only me and the playground. Its color has all been sucked out. The stair was packed with dirt and eroded away, The rest was just sat there frozen as darkness surrounds it