Write a poem about anything. It can be long or short or whatever. I can't wait to see what comes out of all these beautiful minds.. good luck.

This contest is about how music describes you!" Write works about music that really describe you."Please explain in detail. May also include memory interludeMaximum 300 words

Do you like to roleplay? Yes? Me too. Well, I'd say that i have been roleplaying for almost a decade now. And, at several points, i had to confront the fact that my character died. So here my proposal is to honour our favourite dead roleplaying character.

What did your character achieve?

And the most important: how did your character died?

No rules besides keeping it for general audiences and answering all questions. May the best win!

Write a short horror story with 1-3 sentences only.

Word limit: Not less than 50 words and not more than 120 words.

Have fun writing!

Write a poem or a short story about a heartbreak or unrequited love.

Word count: not less than 80 words not more than 150 words.

Write a piece of writing that is approximately 1,000 words long inspired by the following:

'The Kisses Of Lovers'.

The judging of this contest has been set to like count and will last four weeks from Sunday 21st October 2018.

Have fun and good luck!

Write a poem or short story that somehow relates to the following theme:

Nightmares.

Get creative and good luck!

Hey, this is a free space for bright thinkers, interesting writers and maybe future philosophers, who knows? You should at least try to write a short story, music lyrics or a poem, whatever you like about existential questions being answered or being explained, or about theories you believe in and they come true or something. It can be fantasy or just non-fiction. It’s your time to be creative. 

The sound of thunder ceased, and rain quickly poured soon after, soaking the streets, buildings, everything. Traffic started to worsen, and yelling started to fill the atmosphere.

However, that is a whole different story.

Although the rain was still pouring and the noises continued, he didn't move the slightest. Remained standing on the sidewalk, he soaked in rain while ignoring the gazes of some people who started to bore because of the traffic. It was as if he was a statue.

However, that silence didn't last long. As though something crossed his mind, he looked up to the sky and chuckled. Tears started to drop and lurk among the dropplets of rain, and his chuckle slowly stopped and turned into a slightly awkward laugh as he tried not to cry, but it was pointless. He realized that guilt had already blighted him. He didn't admit it, but he realizes this fact - that he wants a second chance.

I've been in the mood for Poetry. Go ahead and enter! I'll be looking for something out of the ordinary... Something unique. I'm looking for that Hidden Poet. You have one week! Good luck.

Imagine you are in a locked room. Around you, each wall has a door, and they all lead to different room.

1- the pink one: when you touch it, it’s soft and smells like fairy floss, but it’s handle is sizzling hot.

2- the green one: there’s the initials K.N on it, and from behind the door, you hear the sound of a piano.

3- the golden one: this one has a bell for you to ring but no handle.

4- the red one.

You have four equipments:

1-ear plugs

2-gloves

3-hammer

4- an ancient book

What you choose to do and where you choose to go is up to you. Your fate is in your hands.

You are lost, in the middle of a dense forest that seems to spread further than the eye can see.

Who are you? Why are you there? How will you go home? What is home? What objects do you weild? Is there somebody with you? Is there a task you have to fulfil?

Show me your ideas!

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