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[shit-post-poet]

Wait for it......

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I sat on my porch, boredly watching my two brothers as they play. The game was catch. They threw their baseball back and forth enthusiastically in the sweet, sweat soaked warmth of mid summer. And though the sun light was dimmed as soft clouds that seemed painted into the sky floated in front of its source, it did little to stop the boiling heat that seemed to melt my brain.

Because of this, my mind was elsewhere as my youngest brother called to me in shock. my gaze snapped up to meet his, wondering what could be so important to invoke such volume as my eyes landed on a seemingly floating ball, the tight red stitches swirling around the tarnished white material as it seemed to grow. I watched and wondered why the baseball my brothers got so long ago was getting bigger...

And then it hit me.

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That's always a fun one ^.^

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Forest sharks

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Prompt: what if sharks swam through forests like there’s water (but its air) and u found urself lost

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It was late at night as I stumbled into the forest, the moon high above being the only thing to light the twisting turns of the forgotten path. The cold October air made me shiver as I stepped further past the abrupt tree line, my thin costume doing next to nothing to stop the chilly wind of all hollows eve. I was dared to enter, peer pressure making me willingly accept the dangerous command. I thought back on such stupidity as dry leaves crunched under my shoes when I heard a loud metallic crash behind me.

In blind panic I rushed forward, my small form darting around the thick trees until my lungs burned and my legs ached. The further I went the darker it got, effortlessly consuming the world around me in a black haze. Right as I was about to stop, my foot caught on a root, hidden by the leaves and I tumbled to the cold earth beneath me, twisting my ankle and scraping both my hands. Defeated, I sat against a tall tree, panting as I stared into the dark forest surrounding me. There was no escaping the creeping fact that chilled me to the bone. I was cold, tired, injured, and now, of all things, I was lost.

A tear rolled down my painted cheek as I watched a gray mass slip between the trees as it stalked its prey, and for the first time in my short life, I myself did pray. At first it was the obvious, I wished for life, a savior, some heavenly event or being to save me from oblivion. But as I watched the lines of jagged teeth approach my hopeless form, I prayed for my family. And for a quick death.

As the huge beast bit into my shoulder and arm, I screamed and sobbed, pain racking through my body. It thrashed and tore my arm off followed by my leg, bringing me closer to the oh so welcoming end as I hopelessly tried to pull myself away, weakly clawing at the ground with one arm. With a final snap of its powerful jaws everything went black as it crushed my skull.

I was floating.

I felt cold and alone as my soul slipped from my lifeless body. As I saw the moon lit starry night that once comforted me as I walked the streets asking for candy, I felt a small breeze, and I slowly, willingly, faded away, into the gentle relief of nothingness.

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Hey so I made this account a while ago and kinda forgot about it, but now I'm back! So that's cool.

Send me your weird story prompts and they shall be executed in manners most fanciful,

Live, Love, Be Weird. Bai!

[shit-post-poet]

Shit post poetry

Ever wondered what the dumbest possible idea would sound like written with the most enthusiasm and elegance possible? For just the small price of poking the prompt button, this wonderous dream can become a reality

Ive been writing top notch dumb ass fanfiction for 7 years, so dumb in fact that its only ever been shared with friends. But now you can join in my dumbassery today! I look forward to seeing the things you come up with.

For a promp to be filled it cant just be "write about this person" it has to have some vague idea of a story such as one ive gotten before "what if sharks could swim through air like water... but its air. And someone gets lost in a forest" Or a joke i based one off "i was wondering why the baseball was getting bigger. And then it hit me." (Both stories will be posted later)

May all your posts be shit~