1. Creative Writing Prompt - Psycho
Whilst I listen, my eyes are drawn to the corner where the walls and ceiling converge; it is always glazed by faded streaks of light where the tiny dust motes hover. ... I don't want my boy to be hounded by those women; I safely keep him in the house, away from any possible danger with hefty draperies drawn across the glass windows to forbid any possible view of one and any possible attraction to one. ... During this time of the year, there was always a stained-glass clarity to the sunbeams. ... Black and brown mould, dots the ceiling in clusters, evident of rain seeping through the roof....
- Word Count: 1150
- Approx Pages: 5
- Grade Level: High School