This is a compilation short stories based on songs or pictures or small writing prompts that we will assign to each other.
*Do not need to read in order. The chapters have nothing to do with each other*
~Mynx and Nova Coleman~
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A/N: So I decided it might be cool to take a simple picture and use it as a writing prompt. But to add a twist, we used the same picture with three different songs as inspiration. Song will be listed at top! Enjoy!"
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If Today Was Your Last Day by Nickelback
"You know what you have to do." He says.
"I know."
One year. I won't talk to him for one year, I promised. It will be good though, right? I hope.
- - - - - Flash To Past - - - - -
"You have it all planned out, don't you." I asked, sitting on my bed with my best friend, who is a few years older than me. My parents died when I was twelve in a car crash, since then I have lived with my aunt who only lived down the road. Ever since I turned eighteen, I've been living in my parents house.
"I've had it planned out for a while. It wasn't very difficult for me, it's hard for you though." He looked at me knowingly. I hate that look. It's tolerable from him, but I still dislike it.
"I just don't know where to go." I sighed dramatically, flopping backwards on my bed. "I'm not sure if I have it in me to leave."
"I think you can do anything you want to." Cue the eye roll. "You want to hear what I think?"
I looked down as I said, "Always." It doesn't matter what he has or hasn't gone through, his advice always seems to help at least a little.
"I think you should leave. Pack up and get out of this town. Sure it holds memories and love and your entire past, but sometimes it's good to get up and walk away from all that."
Get up and walk away. This is all I know, "How is that good?"
"You're only 19. You have your entire life ahead of you and one of your choices in life is to stay in this town forever." He said like I was crazy. "Imagine all the things you could do if you left."
"Yeah but—" I tried to defend, but he cut me off.
"No buts. Just think of this, if today was your last day, would you be happy with what you've done with your life?" He looked at me like he was analyzing everything I've ever done. I guess I was too at that point.
"Well..." I didn't entirely know how to answer that question.
"Look at it this way. Think of all the things you've ever wanted to do. All the places you've ever wanted to go. Now I need you to realize that if you don't leave now, there is a good chance you will be stuck here and never leave."
He has a good point, but I'm scared, "What if I don't like it?"
"You can always come back. Always. Even if you're not in the same place, I will become you in with open arms. But only if you promise to actually give it a try."
