30 Day Angst Writing Challenge - Blog Posts

day 1 - moving out (Candy x unspecified LI)

Words: 443

TW: the story happens after Candy's husband (I didn't specify who) passes away. there aren't any mentions about how he died; but still read with caution if this subject can upset you

Candy's P. O. V.

"Ma'am, are we free to go, is everything set now?"

I didn't pay attention to the question, still standing in the doorway, sweeping the empty room with my eyes. It was hard to take in the view: my brain filled in the void with the rugs, furnitures, pictures, newspaper on the table, the TV....

"....ma'am?"

I turned towards the young man in front of me; he was working for a professional decluttering company, the very one I called to help me get rid of some of my belongings. My heart ached to let go of certain things, but I couldn't possibly take everything with me to my new flat. The only real love in my life left my side, and I couldn't bear to live alone in the same house that was once filled with his laughter and voice.

I hoped that the organiser would impute me not hearing him to my old age, and nodded. "Yes, everything is on the truck, you can go. Thank you for your help."

He curtly said goodbye, then left, taking his favourite armchair, his desk, his-

The thought of raining on a day like this being cliché flashed through my mind, when I realised that it was my own tear that wetted my face. I thought that I had got over it by now; isn't grief supposed to last for only a few months? That's what all of my friends told me, at least. That it will be better, that I will eventually forget about him, that life will overgrow the pain...

When will it dull?

I walked back to my own car. There was nothing else I could do, the whole house is empty besides few things that the owners-to-be liked and bought. My accidental prediction became true after all; when it was already dark - so dark that the world outside my car's light seemed non-existent - I noticed some drops on the wind-shield. One, two, five, and many, many more. They imitated my tears that started falling once again, and I had to pull over to calm down. There were two images in my mind, never disappearing: one showed the house the way it once was, full of life when the grandchildren visited, being a safe heaven for them; and one showed its present state, the walls ripped from the family photos covering them, the wooden floor naked without the carpets warming them, the dark rooms with all the light taken away from there.

An image of life, and an image of death. A painful reminder of the past, and the truthfully cold present.

And I couldn't decide which one hurt more to see.

"The grief does not go away. It doesn’t go away, life just grows around lit. First, there is nothing but loss. All the time. It breaks up body and soul sharply, without mercy. You have to go crazy, you have to perish in pain. We feel like there's no more. With such an absence, such a large void, it is no longer possible to live. Then life goes on. Time goes on stubbornly. Suddenly the moment will come — it will only become clear later — when it no longer hurts without stopping. Breathing spaces start to take place in the flow of torment that was thought unstoppable. Minutes when you can pay attention to something else. Little islands. Then there will be more and more of these. Suddenly we find that the morning, the boundary between dream and wakefulness is no longer broken by the icy realization that they are no more. Then, sometimes we can smile when we think, "Hm, I remember how funny it was when....!" Memories no longer bring pain, but gratitude that they were here. Over time, there will be new joy, there will be new momentum. There will be plans and new desires. There will be peace and forgiveness, but grief will not diminish, it will not decrease. Life grows around it."

30 day angst writing challenge

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hello everyone! in December, I will (try to, lol) complete this challenge. I already have some ideas for some of the prompts, but feel free to send me any prompt with the character(s) you'd like to read about!

(I will post everything on the corresponding day, so don't be surprised if you don't get your one-shot immediately :D)

fandoms: My Candy Love, Eldarya

Do you have any other writing challenges?? I saw the comfort/fluff thingy one

I do! I’m a bit short on ideas for writing challenges (I love making them though) so if there’s any specific challenge you’d like, let me know!

Welcome to the 30 day angst writing challenge!

Moving out.

The consequences of a failed attempt of self sacrifice.

The last straw.

“We need to talk”

The suspicious return of an ex.

The reveal of a dark secret.

Addiction.

“You’re so focused on your goals that you left us all behind!”

Goodbye phone call.

“I can’t believe I trusted you”

Fighting before an accident.

Nightmares.

“We’re better off as friends”

Crashing a wedding.

House fire.

“Youre late! You’re always late”

Turning down a proposal.

“You let this happen to him”

Panic attack.

Memory loss.

Brainwashing.

“Stop acting like you don’t matter!”

“You’re not who I thought you were”

Shattered dreams.

Conflict of beliefs / opinions.

Reunited years later after a bad goodbye / break up.

“Just hold me”

Shifting the blame.

Visiting a grave.

“I’ve never hated someone as much as I hate you”

Also see:

Angst Prompts and Oneliners

50 Ways To Say I Hate You

Other writing challenges:

30 day fluff challenge

30 day AU challenge

February Writing challenge

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