Any plot ideas? I am attempting to write a short story, and I am stuck.?

I beamed as Curt and I walked through Central Park on that beautiful Sunday afternoon, families parked on the grass, the sun rays beaming down through the leaves onto my unnaturally pale skin, the song birds serenading us with their always joyful tunes, but little did I know, this would be the last day, I [...]

Am I a good writer? I love to write, but I am 13. U can be truthful- i will be okay.?

The wetness of my tongue formed a layer of moisture over my coarse lips. Dark vermillion had been smeared to my arms and legs from various attempts to escape, therefore many whippings dried to my skin like paint on a canvas. I smelled sour of vomit, and my skin was sickening pale yellow. Dark O’s [...]

Does this make sense at all? I never make sense when I write?

The darkness was too deep, the silence was too dead. The lights flickered as if winking at him, the subliminal whispering goodbye to him. Also goodnight because, soon, they were to be dead – along with the still night. Cheap hugging b… ! Stupid tree-hugging losers who want him to save the world. Lights – [...]

Do you think I could be a famous writer? I always wanted to write a book?

The darkness was too deep, the silence was too dead. The lights flickered as if winking at him, the subliminal whispering goodbye to him. Also goodnight because, soon, they were to be dead – along with the still night. Cheap hugging b… ! Stupid tree-hugging losers who want him to save the world. Lights – [...]

I wanted to write a poem about spring?

This is what I started with- (I opened the front door stepped outside onto the warm concrete. I stopped, looked around , and listened I could see children playing hop scotch, I could hear birds chirping When I sniffed the air, I could smell the aroma of a fresh rain storm that had just ended [...]