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

Posted in Adults on Oct 25, 2022

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“Afraid” by Ivy Sage Penget

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"Jane..." He holds my hand as I turn to go, and that little touch, full of electricity makes me stop in my tracks. Jackson moves closer, his deep blue eyes sparkling in the evening light. It's obvious why he was chosen as Most-Good-Looking Boy of the year, with that floppy blonde hair and smirking smile. Every girl in the middle school has tucked love notes into his locker, hiding their blushing faces in upside-down books. They've worn revealing dresses, short skirts, crop tops that show, all in vain - he's never thrown a look in their direc...

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“Rat's teeth” by Shirley Dudfield

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It was dark under the bridge. My foot slipped on the dead rat, it's thin, sharp, yellow teeth looked up at me. A chilling revulsion welled up inside me, coming to a balled-up halt in my throat, just short of a scream. Blood was on my Clarke's black leather bar shoe and I suspected guts were ingrained under the sole. I didn't look. I began to run. The rat's teeth chased me down the years and are still never far behind. Mrs Briggs wouldn't have cared if the rat had leaped up and bitten my six year-old face, gnawing off my little slightly ...

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“Reset” by Miriam Ngatia

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“It’s 11am in the morning! You can not be watching TV at this time. It seems like you watch TV all the time!” I shrieked at the kids. They barely looked up. “It’s almost done,” one of them responds, as I hear the familiar intro track of one of their favorite shows. “I will get rid of the TV!” I threatened unconvincingly. I sighed. Parenting is hard. I felt quite hypocritical as I recalled a similar incident involving a much younger version of myself. The school year was over. No more early mornings, school days marked with lessons I would ...

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“Stupid” by Anneliya Lydia

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"So, as you all know, we are here to celebrate that my stupid little brother is now an adult!"The crowd laughs, finding this statement funny. They all know what university I was accepted into; they all know my plans to become a doctor; they all think I'm incredibly smart. My sister smiles with them, pride warm in her eyes. She is wearing a simple dress, midnight blue and elegant. Her dark hair is piled gracefully on her head. She wears only white pearls in her ears, and her makeup is discreet. Everything about her outfit says "don't pay atte...

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“Poetic Justice” by Rachel Deeming

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Journal of Dorothy Walters, July 13th 2018Well, well, well! What a turn up for the books! I’m not one to dwell on the past nor am I particularly keen to revel in the bad that befalls others but today I will admit that I am indulging in both as I have just read some rather surprising news in the obituary section of the local newspaper.Yes, Emily Ryder has passed away, peacefully at home, surrounded by family and friends, no doubt. All of whom worshipped her or at least pretended to for fear of repercussions to the contrary, I expect. You...

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“‘To Jo, no matter how much you annoy me, I still love you. --Your big sis, Eves.’ ” by RUPALI MAKHIJA

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Sitting on the edge of my bed, I gaze gloomily into nowhere, when the sky, intricately painted by a wailing banshee today, comes into view. Peculiar palettes of pessimistic blue and sorrowful strokes of soft grey were smeared across the masterpiece, with smudges of sapphire clouds blotched at places. Air, aggressive and violent, was stampeding heavily across the horizon, beating the impotent clouds hard into shape. At the breakfast table, my parents awkwardly try to commence a conversation. My mother, with streaks of grey hair and wrink...

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“The Swimming Day” by Heather Duckett

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My room was dark. The July heat filled my room. A warm breeze blew through my open window stirring up the dry hot air. If you have ever laid in a hot room then you know firsthand how miserable it is. I pushed off the covers and tossed and turned in the bed. I truly felt sick because of the heat. It was hopeless I could not get comfortable I sat up in bed and picked up my clock. When I saw that it was five I decided it would be better to get up. When I was dressed I walked out of my room and downstairs. The smell of bacon frying and biscuits ...

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“Mine????” by Francisco Segura

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https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/francisco-segura/I can remember taking a bath in a sink I loved it still do. Maybe more but not sure. 2My mom she was in California when I was born looking for someone to watch me so she could get to work. It was raining and she left me with a complete stranger realize we were alone and we came back to Texas. I remember staying in the bar all day all night. That's when we got back at 2 I knew I was not being taken care of so I started watching myself but I started to steal and lie ...

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“Pieces of Me” by Amy Sutch

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It was 1977, and I was 12 years old when I found out I was invisible. It happened in the cafeteria at school when Jimmy Moyers asked my best friend out. We were eating lunch, and I was sitting right next to Marybeth, but he never saw me. We’d been in some of the same classes for a year, but his eyes have never met mine. I was a non-entity. Marybeth knew I liked him of course, but she seemed to forget that when she agreed to the movies. I was inv...

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“Stretch Your Wings” by Lorna White

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My name is Thomas Fletcher. You might remember me as the tall, lanky boy who never seemed to fit in with anyone—not even his relatives what with his blond hair and big blue eyes surrounded by dark haired and dark eyed ones. Or you might remember me as the boy who always dreamed of being more, but just never had the resources. However you might have known me, I want to share a simple message with you: Stretch your wings and fly.It all started in July on a Wednesday, at 1 pm exactly. My Ma was away, working at the bar. I was at home...

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“The Kimoya Beads” by Dominique Hagans

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The air was stifling as Charles rummaged through dusty boxes in the attic. As he came across various pictures and baby toys, he was filled with nostalgia even though he was sent by his wife to “get rid of everything”. He came across a smaller box with his name imprinted on it. Glancing inside, his heart warmed as he beheld the kimoya beads. Taking the bracelet into his hands he reminisced the scent of his mother who’d given it to him at birth. He placed it in his pocket and continued his cleaning. Exhausted from his day’s work, Charl...

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“A sincere disloyalty” by Savi Mahajan

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(Now try to be a 12 year old girl : with high marks , whom everyone expects to excel in every field of life , whose parents n relatives have high expectations from her , who believes the true love in movies is true , who is new n confused to the feelings n problems young children face , who never wants to make her parents upset , who is not completely a teenger yet, who is funny , pretty , caring , fiesty and most of all is 'sincere' ) Shranya's P.O.V Yeah so I started going to my tuition last year and here's this senior who tries t...

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“Linnea” by Shawn Luther

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Linnea never lacked for anything. That being said, she led a hard life. She was never one to complain, or mine others for pity, but you could see it in her eyes, and the way she carried herself. There was a mingling of hope and despair; longing and fear; that would sometimes cross her face when she didn’t think anyone was looking. It was that vulnerability that made me fall in love with her. Not that I told her, of course. But she knew. Of course she knew. I was never good at hiding my feelings, no matter how ...

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“LIFE” by Dee Wes

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Two sisters sit in a light blue SUV surrounded by ashy tombstones."I do the best I know how," one of them says to the other. "It's not like I have had the best examples, you know."Her words respond to indirect accusing of her failure to carry out birth placement duties."Can't say what you had or didn't have," the taller sister responds. "You're my big sister. I'm your little sister. What you went through ain't none of my business. You're suppose to take care of me regardless."The shorter sister stare at rusty corners of a once white sign pos...

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“Mom Mom & Pop Pop's” by Jude S. Walko

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Timothy Chardfeld was in a bustling diner just west of La Brea, on the Sunset Strip. It was in the questionable seedy area, where one could get a late night burger, but might also end up with an 8-ball of meth, or a solicitation for unprotected sex. The amber sodium vapor lights of the Ralph’s were just enough to keep him from potentially getting mugged, but it was the shadowy strips of darkness, in between, that he would worry about later, when walking home, alone, on a full stomach.But for now, even at quarter ’til midnight, the diner was ...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 244 stories

“Afraid” by Ivy Sage Penget

“Rat's teeth” by Shirley Dudfield

“Reset” by Miriam Ngatia

“Stupid” by Anneliya Lydia

“Poetic Justice” by Rachel Deeming

“‘To Jo, no matter how much you annoy me, I still love you. --Your big sis, Eves.’ ” by RUPALI MAKHIJA

“The Swimming Day” by Heather Duckett

“Mine????” by Francisco Segura

“Pieces of Me” by Amy Sutch

“Stretch Your Wings” by Lorna White

“The Kimoya Beads” by Dominique Hagans

“A sincere disloyalty” by Savi Mahajan

“Linnea” by Shawn Luther

“LIFE” by Dee Wes

“Mom Mom & Pop Pop's” by Jude S. Walko

🌟 Similar prompts

Start your story with a metaphor about human nature.

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Write a story about someone losing faith in an institution.

Write about a mysterious figure in one’s neighborhood.

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