Frame your story as an adult recalling the events of their childhood.

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“This is what happened” by Keith Manos

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This is what happened This is not a true story, but some parts really happened. When I was nine, I bothered my brother Freddie and his two teenager buddies while they listened to a Bill Haley and the Comets record in the basement. I jumped up and down like a monkey in front of them until Freddie punched me in the stomach to get me to leave them alone. He was seven years older, a guard on the varsity football team, all hyped up on Pepsi and potato chips, and...

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“A lonely child” by Laurel Maynard

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Like most lonely kids, I had an imaginary friend. Rayna and I did everything together, from building castles to going on adventures deep in the jungle to saving lives in the ER. Mom thought Rayna was a nice friend for me, telling me to listen to her and play nicely like a good girl. I was happy to do this, because, quite frankly, she was much better at coming up with games for us to play. I just filled in the details of the worlds we created, but she was the true mastermind. My father, on the other hand, always seemed wary of her. He told me...

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“Room for love” by Tamara Bowman

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It was then that it dawned on me.I’m a lollipop. One of those big rainbow ones we all dreamed of as kids. Bright and colorful and twisted in circles against my own will. I'm sweet - but squeeze too much out of me, demand too much, and we will both suffer silently from high blood pressure. My strength is seemingly like a rock - but let me down and drop me and you will see my almighty crash, hear every part of me visibly shatter, the colorful shards of my sweet innocence left there unnoticed, sharp, pokey, lonely, filling every corner of the r...

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“Cigarettes and an Orange Soda” by Makayla Boden

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I have to tell you a secret. When I was younger I made a mistake. I haven’t told anyone because I was too afraid of what they’d think of me. But I am older now, and all the people who I let down have long since been returned to the ground. All these years I let the weight of my knowledge settle heavy on my mind like cement, coating my thoughts, weighing me down. I was ten years old when I found the receipt. It wasn’t much, just a water stained scrap of paper that had slipped down behind the driver’s seat of our ‘72 Ford Squire station wa...

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“Memories of Grandpa and Grandma's House” by Jeanette Hayden Signing Ministry Hayden

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There are certain memories that never leave us. We surprise ourselves occasionally at the fact that we can recall certain events that happened years and years ago. These memories can be happy ones, or they can be memories that we wish we could push out of our heads permanently. I am one of the lucky ones that recall beautiful memories from my childhood. The most joyous times of my early childhood were trips to see my grandparents. My mom and dad and my siblings and I would all pile in dad’s car and drive across the state of Ohio ...

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“MILK OF MEMORIES” by R Vairagi

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After a long day in the office when I came home the little flash of our house came to me with his speed force and clashes with my legs, He loses his balance and I hold him, watch out buddy! He smiled and tried to lift my bag with his little hands it was too heavy for him but, somehow he managed to reach the table put the bag and said, see.. dad, now I became old enough for big and heavy responsibilities. All these seemed quite unfamiliar to me I sat on the couch it feels so good after a long day I was just relaxing when Rohan asked me ag...

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“Summer of 96'” by L.B Rinker

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I remember it like it was yesterday.. It was the summer of 96', I had just finished playing baseball with some friends, and I was on my way home to get ready for a family outing. My white Chuck Taylors turned grey as I stirred up dust on that old gravel road. I could feel each rock through my shoes as I stepped on them, I might as well have been barefoot.. I was a teenager at the time, about fourteen I'd say, so the mile walk from my friend's house back to my own wasn't exactly a challenge, but still I had to stop for a minute, t...

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“The Wearer Of Mayhem” by Elle S

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Eramustown, 1999Papa breathed with frantic anxiety, staring at the still form laying in his arms.“Taryn, wake up,” he cried. “Wake up!”Woken from her slumber by papa’s panicked exclamations, six-year old Dahna stood at the passage just past the threshold of her bedroom. Her toes dug into the warm, fluffy carpet beneath her small, bare feet.Papa yelped into the telephone. “S-she… she’s not breathing! I think she’s dead. I needhelp right now!”Dahna stared at the woman she called mama.Mama was the only person that Dahna had ever wanted. Papa sc...

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“The Wind Carries My Story” by Sofia Isabelle Bautista

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A breeze found its way through my window as I instinctively took a deep breath. A sudden feeling of nostalgia washed over my body - one that you get with a familiar scent from childhood. A thousand miles away but the wind carried my memories all the way here. All my life I’ve always considered the Philippines as my home, I am Filipino after all. I wasn’t born here though. Away from family, my parents took off to Scotland in hopes for a better life like all Overseas Filipino Workers dream of. There they had me, their firstborn whom they showe...

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“Forever Sweet Innocence” by Angela Walters

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Kissing a toad would be better than touching the lips of a yucky girl. A smile spreads across Ben's face as those words crash into his memory with a flood of vivid pictures. The slender glass sweats in his trembling hand. He holds it awkwardly high into the air as he nervously looks down at Tom. Throughout the room, faces stare at him, waiting in great anticipation. A familiar sweet face looks lovingly towards him. Her dazzling green eyes give him a wink of encouragement. After a heavy sigh, Ben begins to recall the childhood memory that eve...

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“The Child and the Knight” by Jose Gomez Romay

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The Child and the Knight By José A. Gomez She begged me, the girl. Begged me to tell the story one more time before the end. Her kind hands upon me, cool to the touch against the fire in my flesh rotting me slowly from the inside—the worm at the apple's once desirable core. There's not much time now, I know this very well. Soon, the curse will take me, or the dead shall find us here within our sanctuary, this little heaven carved from ancient stone, and when they do...I will fight. &...

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“To Kill a Bear” by Audre Elgar Frank

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TW: Rape, murder1968, September 2ndFireflies jittered in circles around me, little fallen moons floating. We watched the world bathed in rubicund light, flares rocketed into the clouds with a snap and smoke. I thought they were fireworks and bounced with glee, waiting for the whistle, the crackle as prismatic shooting stars rained down, fulminating shattered snakes hissing with hostility and then bursting into a blaze. But I was not met with the sonatas of gunpowder dusting the sky like spilled eyeshadow, arson turned to art. I was only met ...

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“It's Okay” by Elizabeth Greenwoods

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I am sorry if my english isn't the best, I really tried :) Trigger warning: suicide The bathroom was the only place we shared. I realised this many years ago, the night after his funeral. Between those four walls, he and I had our best memories of each other, which was actually quite strange, because we lived together as long as life was able to keep death from breaking us apart. The little house in the middle of nowhere was for a long time our home, our everything, but home is nothing without the people you love. That is why the only image ...

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“Thoughts and struggles of Sima” by Sarifa Begam

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Having breakfast, Sima use to check news update, not political, not social, not celebrates life's style but the news of job. Yes, she is unemployed. What's big deal! Girls around her also don't ear money but ready to be an obedient house wife. Now she is 22 years old and unmarried. Now why I am telling she's unmarried, if you search unmarried girls of around these age, you may rarely finds someone . Even her twin sister get married 2 years ago and have a baby too. Many of her school friends got married and some of them have two or three...

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“A true story about a brazilian kid” by Priscila Jaeger

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A true story about a Brazilian schizophrenic kid By Priscila Jaeger Lucas In the third year, we got tired of hearing that we were terrible, we became noisy and when they called us names, we answered: But we are the worst class in the school. I think about how my school life would have been if we were welcomed and respected in our differences, every time I think about the people who taught us and I motivate myself to become a better educator than them. Sometimes you just need to show the student that you care. I sent what I've written so fa...

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Frame your story as an adult recalling the events of their childhood.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 244 stories

“This is what happened” by Keith Manos

“A lonely child” by Laurel Maynard

“Room for love” by Tamara Bowman

“Cigarettes and an Orange Soda” by Makayla Boden

“Memories of Grandpa and Grandma's House” by Jeanette Hayden Signing Ministry Hayden

“MILK OF MEMORIES” by R Vairagi

“Summer of 96'” by L.B Rinker

“The Wearer Of Mayhem” by Elle S

“The Wind Carries My Story” by Sofia Isabelle Bautista

“Forever Sweet Innocence” by Angela Walters

“The Child and the Knight” by Jose Gomez Romay

“To Kill a Bear” by Audre Elgar Frank

“It's Okay” by Elizabeth Greenwoods

“Thoughts and struggles of Sima” by Sarifa Begam

“A true story about a brazilian kid” by Priscila Jaeger

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