HEKnoway's Writing Prompts

Emotions-Sadness

Sadness

Prompt 1: tell a sad story, can be true or fiction. If it's true then let your own feelings out. 

Can be about anything, even if it is only sad for you. Also it is ok to cry while writing it. I know I did.

True

I first met him after one of my brothers was born. He was this cute, playful little fuzzball. Momo, our little peach. As time went by, he was happy, carefree, and very stubborn. He came with us whenever we moved. But at one of our houses, there was something in the dirt. It affected his brain, made him lose his mind. We didn't know until it was too late. We were moving again, the stress made it worse. He became violent. Growling, snarling, nipping, fighting with our other dog. He bit my mother on the hand, barley more than a scratch, but when he got her leg, we knew. Our little peach was gone. We let him outside to run free like he had rarely been able to before. I'm in my room, I know what is about to happen. I hear it happen from the woods. He is now free.

Prompt 2:  write a final goodbye. Again can be true or fiction.

True  (to the best of my knowledge, this was years ago)

I'm moving again, back to Alaska. I do and I don't want to but that's the military for you. I look over at my friend, it's almost lunch time. I'll tell her then, with everyone else... 

Lunch break is almost over, I still haven't told them. I'm excited because Alaska is home, but it means I have to leave everyone. Finally I say it. "I'm moving. My dad's being deployed while the rest of us are going to live with my grandparents, in Alaska." I look at each of my friends. Taking in their shocked and sad expressions. They say they'll miss me and that they are glad I'll be able to see family. 

Except for Her.

She almost seems mad. I shrug it off, I never have been very good at reading other peoples emotions... 

I forgot how but I managed to get on a computer. I try to log on to my Roblox account She helped me make. It's not working. I don't understand and I don't have an email to fix it. I log on as a guest and search my account. 

"This account has been hacked by R******W****## BWAHAHAHAHA" I stare at my profile. The blank character staring right back. My brain isn't processing the words I just read in the bio. It can't be that person. That's Her. Why would she "hack" my account? She helped me make it. She's my best friend. What is going on?...

I walk over to her outside. Why did I wait till after I finished eating? She is by herself. "You hacked my account? Why?" She shrugs. The expected response. One of the many reasons I looked up to her. She always seemed so cool and calm. So confident. The opposite of me, shy but spazy. Dorky and childish. Probably why we were friends. But now She doesn't look at me. I don't understand... 

She is sitting with them. I know She doesn't like them. She's told me multiple times. And because she didn't like them I was okay with not trying to be their friend. Now I don't like them because they are stealing my friend. I turn to the others (not less important to me but not as crucial to the story, also no names)  "Does She seem to be acting weird to you guys?" Even the older 7th grader agreed with me and she doesn't really hang out with us. "You're always hanging around eachother, the fact that you'r not shows somethings up." she says. I'm worried...

She hasn't been hanging around any of us even when I'm not there. But She's stopped talking to me completly...

Math class, the day before I move. I want, no, need to know what is happening to my best friend. I stop in front of Her desk. I hate making a scene so I move to the side a little. I put a packet of papers on the desk. It's the latest chapter of the Warriors fanfic She's been writing. She let me borrow it before I found out I was moving. She ignores it and me. I'm hurt. I've always been bad at hiding it but when tears spring to my eyes I shove them back. I crouch down, "Why are you ignoring me? Why have you been hanging out with people you don't even like over me and all your other friends? Did I do something wrong? Please say something." By now my voice is starting to crack and the tears come back. She ignores me still, not even looking at me. The tears start to drip. It hurts so much. 

We've been friend since late third grade. Her friends at the time were picking on her and I stepped out of my comfort zone to be there for the girl from the gossip group. I was glad I did. She got me out of my comfort zone more often. We hung out all the time. Even got in trouble once or twice. I geeked out about cats with her and She taught me how to draw them with emo hair. I admired her greatly, She was the cool kid I wanted to be. The girl who wasn't afraid to watch a movie that my parents hadn't specifically said I could watch or wasn't afraid to say the first thing that came to mind even if it puts all attention on you. Rarely did we add another person to our group and when we did my friendship with them was different. Then, 6th grade, I lost Her. 

I was frustrated and hurt. I lashed out in the only way I knew how. By saying what I thought would hurt the most. "You're worse than T and R put together." I whisper (two girls neither of us really liked at the time) She didn't even blink. I picked up the packet of papers and went to my seat in the back row.

I dried the tears on my face and accepted that I had just lost my best friend. I didn't even get to say goodbye. I never understood why it got to that point, even to this day.