Writing prompts for the villians because they need attention too!!
The villian of your story gets an email from an unknown address. Within it they recieve information about a small family and is asked to kidnap their two children. An older brother and a girl a year younger. What they noticed is that they spelled multiple words wrong.
The Villian gets in a car accident with the hero. Both who end up in the same hospital. The strange thing is that this hospital is off the maps and they don't know where they are.
Hero loses their memory, and gets this feeling that they should trust the villian. Villian is super confused and tries to hide and avoid it but they hero always finds them. One day they knock on the door. Hero: "I thought you left me." The Villian watches the hero collaspe on the ground.
"What is the difference between the hero and the villian? In every story it varies."
"The silence was unsettling, so she went to make some noise."
"You know smiles are contagious." "It's okay, I'm vaccinated."
"Everyone knows hate, but not love. Sometimes hate is all we understand."
"What changed you?"
"Here's my plan-" "No cannons." "Well, you can think of a plan then."
"The best satisfaction comes from kepping quite and smiling.
"Just do what I told you to do. You understood all of it didn't you?" "Uhhh, yeah sure, but could you get repeat everything to me again? I was making a paper airplane."
"Smiling hurts." "So does deppression. You get to chose your hurt, wouldn't you rather smile?"
"Opps." "Opps? Like opps I forgot my sock opps, or opps I might have injuried somebody opps?"
Even the orphange was a nicer stay than the last.
"Wait so you're not dead?"
The Villian pickpockets a woman's purse only to find a signular picture in it. That picture had his face on it.
"Did you know that trust, after being broken once, can never be restored to way it once was before?"
It was hard being the only one without sight but I was still determined to be better than all of them.
A person was never the same after seeing the things you saw in a foster home. Some change for the better, others, like me for the worse.
He planted a kiss on her forhead before bed, knowing that she would never sleep as deep again.
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