City of ghosts

The people had deserted the city decades ago, left it to the ghosts they couldn’t chase away. It had stood there since then, slowly falling apart. The once so richly coloured houses, the proud of every family, were plain now, paint flaked off. Once-white curains hang outside broken windows, lifted up and dropped down again by the never-quiet winds.

When there still lived people in the city, there had been walls. All around the city they stood, especially designed to break the winds. Those walls were long-gone now, fallen apart by lack of maintenance, like everything else in the city.

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Prompts #3 – Handwritten

Every day, The Daily Post posts a prompt on their website – a situation or little idea you can use as inspiration to write. Today’s prompt is handwritten, and this is my interpretation.

Handwritten
When was the last time you wrote something by hand? What was it?

If you want me to be precise, the last time I wrote something by hand was yesterday evening, when I wrote down a few things in my agenda that I needed to remember. If you want me to take the word ‘write’ more poetically, the last time I wrote something was two weeks ago, when I wrote a letter to a friend I hadn’t seen in a very, very long time. (To be honest, I haven’t had the courage yet to actually send the letter, but still. I wrote it.) If you want to know the last time I wrote a LOT, that was when I made my final exams, May this year.

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Prompts #1 – The Young and the Rested

Every day, The Daily Post posts a prompt on their website – a situation or little idea you can use as inspiration to write. Today’s prompt is the young and the rested, and this is my interpretation.

The Young and the Rested
When was the last time you felt truly rejuvenated and energized? What made you feel that way?

Over time, I have found out that I don’t like doing nothing. I know, it sounds weird. And of course, I do like doing nothing, but it doesn’t really make me feel good. It doesn’t make me feel rested. It doesn’t make me feel energized. It just makes me feel bad about myself, it makes me feel like I haven’t achieved anything. Like I have just wasted another hour/day/week of my precious time on this earth.
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