Hmm… not sure why I wrote this when I was in my early teens. And no, I haven’t ever been in that kind of situation thank God!
This prompt that I did years ago was supposed to be set in some kind of unique location. This is what my younger self conjured up.
I yawned and snuggled up deeper into my blanket, wrapping it around me like an attacking snake so that you’d see a long, fat sausage if you looked towards my bed. I tried to bring back the waves of sleep that had kept attacking me the night before but only achieved a half-sleep mode where you’re aware of your surroundings yet asleep too.
A writing prompt I did a very, very long time ago where we had to leave the reader hanging in the end – so beware, don’t say I didn’t warn you. I can’t remember how I was feeling at that moment in time but I feel the past-Amina had some deep feelings whilst writing this. It has an underlying scary tone to it.
Cheesy, with too many adjectives and words that I don’t even understand how to use, this story was written when I was probably 13 or 14. It’s a wonder how my mind worked back then and I smile at my younger-self while reading this.
Keep in mind I wrote this when I was very young! It’s horribly written but I’m just fascinated by the kind of wild imagination I had.