Creative Writing Prompt

[Thing Two]

sorry, ill put one up now, i was away rom school that day so ill have to think of one real quick . . . gimme a sec.

[Rexton Grey]

Question: do we have to use all the names provided, or can we just use a select few?

[Thing Two]

you can how ever many you want, whatever ones you want, just you can only come up with a new one when you have used them all.

[Thing One]

{ Just, fyi, I've edited this post for grammar mistakes. (:

Arthur hated his life. His ex-girlfriend, Anne, had dumped him four weeks ago and in turn, Arthur had gone from top of the world to the lowest of the low. He'd lost interest in basketball and slowly tumbled down those ranks to the point where he quit, his mum, who had left them three years ago, stopped calling him regularly and all his friends deserted him after he went mute. Except for Ellie - Arthur and Ellie had been best friends since the start of school.
Although his interest in school work had increased in an attempt to keep his mind off things, his father - Michael Jones - was concerned about his fading social life. He was shocked one evening to find Arthur at home, on a Friday night, doing homework in his bedroom while the bass of a party up the road thumped against his window. Michael sat down on Arthur's bed and sighed heavily.
"She's just a girl Arthur, plenty of others out there. I know it's harsh, but you really need to suck it up and go have fun with your friends." he said softly to his son, resting a hand on Arthur's shoulder. "I'll even let you stay a little later for once, like you always wanted to."
Arthur mumbled something unintelligible under his breath as the tip of his pencil snapped on the paper. "Dad, leave me alone. You know what Elizabeth was like when Sebastian dumped her." he exclaimed unhappily, pulling out a pencil sharpener from his desk. He huffed when the lead broke again and eventually gave up. He swivelled round in his chair and strolled across the room to his bean-bag corner; this morning he'd actually folded his PJs and left them there. Michael grunted in reply.
"Your sister has nothing to do with this and, as a matter of fact, she was only like that for about a fortnight before she was out, partying again." he tapped Arthur's desk with his index finger. "No son of mine should be actually interested in his math homework on a Friday night. I am forcing you to leave this house and go have some fun. Now. Forget that silly Anne-girl and go find another." Despite the fact Arthur didn't want to leave the house, he realised his father wasn't going to stop nagging him, so he finally grabbed a pair of jeans and slipped into the bathroom.
"Fine. But I'll be back before eleven." he called behind him. Michael shook his head and laughed softly, closing his son's bedroom door behind him. "Oh Arthur, we'll see soon, won't we?"

Arthur squinted at the house, hands in his pockets, shivering against the chilly breeze. Even from outside, the music was almost shattering his ear drums - the old Arthur would've loved it, but that guy was long gone, along with his great position in the basketball team and his sixth sense to party hard all night.
Inside the modern day mansion, Arthur struggled to restrain himself from covering his ears. The music, mingled with the drunk, shrieking laughter and steady buzz of chatter was overwhelming, but it reminded him of the old days, coming here with Anne and dancing nonstop for half the night. A sudden memory of her flashed before his eyes; she was smiling genuinely at him, bass beating in the background, eyelashes thick with makeup and hands locked around his neck ... that's when he realised she was actually here, dancing with her new boyfriend.
Arthur nearly turned around and left. If it wasn't for Ellie, he probably would have, too. Just as he started walking to the door, she grabbed his hand and grinned at him. Before he knew it, she'd dragged him into the thick of the crowd and Arthur began to see something new and old - the old Arthur returning, but with a new future.
Just before he lost himself in the music, partying hard like the old Arthur, he registered a new song beating out through the speakers.

Tonight I'm getting over you - Carly Rae Jepsen

[Thing Two]

cool! i wish i had parent like that; forcing me to go party. :C

Life leason ay pomsky? ;)

[Thing One]

cool! i wish i had parent like that; forcing me to go party. :C

Life leason ay pomsky?

=-= shut up.

[Thing Two]

its not nice to tell people to shut up when they give you feedback on your writing, you could have scared someone off that had very wise advice.



dont worry guyz, she doesnt normaly bite, feel free to post your own stories or comment on hers.

[Thing Two]

Bump ^_^ forgot about this. If no one else wants to do some writing for this prompt then I will change it.

[Zalia]

Suddenly a shot rang out and shattered the silence of the night...It had become a deathly silence now, no light. Only dark. I didn't know where I was or what had just happened. And all I could think of was my daughter....my sweet daughter. All alone in that dark place she called her sanctuary. But it couldn't be, she would be dead soon. Yes, very soon. I knew I shouldn't have lost hope, that was the only thing that kept me going on my own two feet. I thought I would always be with her, Forever. Anytime now...she will be...oh...god. I see her. Her little face that used to light up the room whenever she entered. But she will soon be gone, gone. Forever.
♥
(Ok, this may not make sense to a lot of people. It is a paragraph from one of my books in the series I am writing. I can't write the whole thing, yet. Also, I was kind of confused about the prompts. Are we supposed to do the current one or can we also do the ones before it?)

[Thing Two]

Oooohh that sounds really interesting, I would have loved to know more about what was happening but it sounds really intreaging and I would love to read more.

Yes, due to some people being confused with that rule I have edited it a bit.
I would prefer if you either used the current prompt, the last two or all of them, this topic isn't about picking a choosing, it's about challenging you to write with a certain prompt.

I have put a new prompt up, hopefully this one will be a bit more easier and funner. ^_^