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"I can't afford to die"
"that's what they all sa-"
"no like I'm broke. Do you know how much funerals cost?"
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Hero, hiding watching the villain's burial and well as their own funeral.
Villian, hiding watching the hero's funeral and their own.
Villian sees Hero. Hero sees Villain.
Both eyes widen and they point at each other.
Villain, whispers: YOU AREN'T DEAD!
Hero, also whispers: NEITHER ARE YOU!
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"guys update"
"what"
"we have 2 hours or else we die"
Writing Prompt #2873
"So, I may have miscalculated."
"Explain."
"I said we had a few weeks to figure it out, right? Well...turns out it's more like a few days."
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please think of the disabled people of gaza. please think of the diabetic people of gaza. please think of the neurodivergent people of gaza. please think of those whose lives are relying on medicine that has either stopped coming in due to the blockade, or is available in such scarcity that its price has skyrocketed.
we're approaching winter. on top of the challenge of securing waterproof tents and sufficiently warm clothing, some diabetic people in gaza have stopped taking their insulin as they can no longer afford it. those who are able to acquire it for now know every shot may be their last.
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Do whatever. Go ham! I wanna see this
sometimes i wonder how a writer would describe me if i were a character in a book
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I hate you, because I need to place this overwhelming feeling I feel towards you because the idea of acknowledging it for what it is scares me.
I hate you, because of the power you hold over me due to my feelings for you
I hate you, because if I don't I might actually have to admit I love you
I hate you, no I hate how much I care for you
I hate you, because the possibility of anything else gives me too much hope, too much to lose
I hate you, so you hate me back, because your loathing glare is a thousand folds better than your indifference
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, but I don't
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, but I can't
And I want to tell you, confess every bit of my love, display my heart for you, but I won't
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I hope that one day I look at the ceiling, at the sky and remember something worth remembering and not something I wish I could forget.
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"I hate mornings"
"aren't you a superhero?"
"if you're getting robbed at 5 AM that's between you, the robber and God"
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Idk the correct way to spell it in English I just guessed 💀
*quick Google search*
Mehndi! That's the spelling I was trying to write 😭
But I also love the white nails, it makes me want to try that. It might look nice with brown skin
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The Villian grumbled, laying in the ground their hand on their waist. "Guess you've defeated me, huh?"
The hero looked at them, "I guess I have". They turn to walk away
"Where are you going? I'm here, on the ground barely alive. You won"
The hero shrugs, their back still facing the villian. "I'm tired. If you can escape before the enforcement get here then" the hero gives a glance back "then I guess you got away"
The Villian scoffed, "What is this? Mercy?"
The hero turns their head to look at the Villian, a small smile on their face. "Not at all, just think of this as me betting against the odds." They continue to walk away.
The Villian rolled their eyes, "Betting on what? Me escaping? I'm here with no way to defend myself, you can find out my identity, you can turn me in, hell you could just end me right here, right now but no. You're leaving me here, and 'betting against the odds'." The Villian scoffed "You were never good with calculations, what should I have expected. Always naive"
The Hero halted to a stop, their body still. For a second the Villian expected them to turn around and take their advice. End the Villain's misery right then and there.
The Hero swiftly turned around, their eyes meeting the Villain's. "You're right" the hero's eyes squinted slightly as they stepped closer. "I'm not good with calculations, in fact I'm so bad that it's the reason you escape me again and again" They step closer to the Villian "You seem to know me oh so well"
"But allow me to make one calculation, one last deduction" another step. "Humor me, is what I'm saying" Step closer. "I don't need a reaction, really, I'm positive that this time.... I'm right"
"What do you mean?" The Villain sneered up at the Hero who now stood in front of them. The Hero doesn't respond and squats to the Villain's eye level.
The Hero says nothing, they swiftly take out a small vile from somewhere hidden in their clothes. The Villian recognizes the liquid in the bottle. A healing potion. A million thoughts rush through their head, is the Hero going to taunt the Villian? Torture them and heal them over and over again? Was it not a healing potion but instead something else entirely?
All the thoughts come to a halt the moment the Hero displayed the potion infront of the Villian, a small gesture for them to take it.
After a moment, suspiciously the Villian grabs the vile. Before they can say anything the Hero stands up from their previous squatting position.
"Happy Birthday, $@&¥^€"
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Ahh I LOOOVE this. Especially the design on the hand, it looks like mendhi!!
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"why are you laughing?! I'm finally about to KILL you"
"I'm sorry, really. It's just you did all this. So much planning, the trickery, the bribes, making yourself an international criminal and all for nothing"
"WHAT are you talking about? You're here alone with me. Weaponless, bleeding, you're half way to death!"
"that's the thing. I was already half way to death before all this"
"Wha-"
"I'm already dying. If you didn't kill me today I would have been dead before next week. Next week I would have died a fraud, a con man, someone they are never really sure is on their side but right now, I die a hero. All this for nothing"
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🚨🚨🚨A family stuck in the Gaza Strip appeals for survival🚨🚨🚨
I am Abdul Rahman Quffa, 23 years old, I live with my family, my brother Ahmed, 35 years old, my sister: Shahd, 19 years old, my brother Moamen: 28 years old, my father: Mohammed, 60 years old, my mother: 57 years old, and the rest of my married siblings and their children. We were happy in our home, and after the occupation bombed it... we took with us only the memories of our home in the hope of returning and resuming our lives.
We moved to places that were supposed to be safe, but they became dangerous and we were forced to move from one place to another in search of safety. We were displaced five times and we have not found a safe place yet. Now we live in a tent 💔💔 on the street.
Can you imagine that all my siblings and my father and mother are elderly and at this age they are forced to leave their home and sleep in the street? After withdrawing from our neighborhood, we quickly returned, keen to check on our house, only to find it had turned into a pile of rubble.
We did not know whether to mourn our house or our current home. We had lost everything we owned at the moment. All I had left was my family, and I was trying with all my might to get them out of Gaza. The travel cost per person was $5,000 to reach Egypt so they could live freely and with dignity, far from war and destruction.
My family, my brothers, my mother and father, deserve to continue this life, live with dignity, and feel safe and secure...
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When my lips can't part and my words can't tell you what I feel. I hope you can read my heart and just... know.
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"I pledge to you my life-"
"wh-what?"
"As your protector and knight"
"wait stop. No-"
"to serve you-"
"please stop. Not like this"
"and stand behind you"
"No- stand with me n-not-"
"I pledge to you my loyalty and from this moment on. I shall honor and protect, put your liege before my own-"
"stop. I bid you to take it back!"
"From now my life is yours and I shall serve you with honor"
"This is no oath I ever desire from you!"
"I shall become the sword that will protect you"
"There must be another way-"
"I will aid you to the top"
"There's no height I will reside upon without you by my side!"
"I am your loyal servant"
"No- you're the only one who isn't. You're my companion, my love, the only one by my side. Don't do this, please"
"who will reside behind you until my bones turn to dust and my heart sets to a stop"
"N-no.....please"
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Learning language and writing in school makes me feel brain dead and want to kill myself in a poetic way because if I'm not allowed to do anything with the words I'm given I'll do it with death
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