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Prompt #2: A picture is worth more than a blank page. Take out those dusty photo albums. Pick out photo #14. Count how way you like, but make sure you stop at photo #14. Look at the photo for 2-3 minutes. Then for ten minutes, write all the feelings that photograph made you feel. Don't censor yourself. Just write I don't have photo albums so I went through Deviant ART and found this photo. And there is no way I can write for ten minutes about how this photograph makes me feel. That being said, here you go. Picture, Lack of Inspiration By sofiawilhelmina There are many different ways to interpret this photograph, is the per
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I Chose This Path to Travel
My path is bathed in a dark thick liquid that stains all it touches to red. I had a choice once and I chose this path to travel. Once stained by the flowing blood, it congealed me into what I am. It twisted me into a steel-cold killer. I used to cringe at the sight of blood any blood. Now I see that red tint daily, even in my dreams. At one point, death petrified me. Now, I am death to those who stand in my way. Be it fate or be it destiny, I care not Those are flimsy words I once used to explain my actions. I no longer need to explain my actions. I have long stopped caring. I simply am what I am. A killer.
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