Write a story about someone cleaning out their attic. They find an old piece of clothing, and inside of its pocket is an old keepsake.

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“Hang On!” by Megha Srivastava

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Chapter IThe Tragedy She was surrounded by people crying, weeping and mourning, but her eyes were dry. It was certainly rheumatic, and some part of her heart was aching but the pain was too less in comparison to her anger. She was bewildered at her younger brother's suicide. She had known Kunal hasn't been feeling good couple of months now and she was as supportive and understanding about all the plans he cancelled, of the days he refused to step out of his room, of the isolation he sought, and that's how he chose to repay her. No, she ...

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“Hommy’s Juxtaposition ” by James Offenha

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There it was. I’ve been looking for this for years. I have friends who are mediums and one of their specialties is objects. I was looking in my attic for some old baseball cards to see if I could sell them on eBay and I found an old weathered beige jacket. The kind that’s part of a three piece suit. I didn’t find the baseball card, but what I did find was Hommy’s collar. * When I was twelve years old I had a traumatic brain injury called a subdural hematoma and after being in the ICU in Cleveland, Ohio, I, wit...

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“The Telephone ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

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The TelephoneUncle Franz was eccentric and when he passed away at age ninety, I was named the executor of his estate, meaning I had to clean out his attic of his house where he had lived after coming home from two years in the war. Refusing to abandon his house after Edith passed away nearly twenty years ago, Uncle Franz became a recluse, collecting all sorts of discarded junk until his house was filled with a wide assortment of useless keepsakes and rusty antiques that no longer had a practical use. He would remark with a sardon...

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“The Collectible” by Shelby Finger

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As he lifted the coat out of the box, he ran his hand across the stiff fabric. He remembered this well. The coat was originally a dark forest green, embroidered with delicately placed birds of paradise. Whatever color had existed before was now caked in a deep layer of dust. The embroidered flowers were torn and ragged around the edges, leaving disfigured doodles where art had once resided. Glancing over his shoulder towards the door, which still stood just slightly ajar, he caught himself wondering who in their right mind would be spyi...

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“Mama’s Jacket ” by Ash P

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Mama died twenty years ago when Samuel was born, she died for her son, pa hid all photos of her from his two youngest.When he died his oldest sons Allester and Raphael wanted nothing to do with him, the youngest Evelyn who was two years older than Samuel went to the funeral, she helped Samuel clean up the attic but she left a week ago to go back home to her family thirty miles away. Most of the Hirsch children left town as soon as they turned, 18, all but Samuel. He stayed behind......As Samuel reaches the last box it gets cold in the attic ...

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“LOST AND FOUND” by SHYAMALA BHUVANACHANDRAN

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Chandrakala visited Govindan’s family. She happened to be his daughter, Prameela’s classmate-cum-friend, since their schooldays. She sought his blessings first, then gave her wedding card to him. Govindan was at first, surprised. Normally, the invitation card would be given by parents only, unless otherwise, the marriage did not have their approval. But in her case, as they were not keeping well, she came in person. She cordially invited both Govindan and Kokila and insisted on their hundred percent presence. They too assured her of their co...

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“A Glitch in Time” by Kim Wolters

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The rain ticked softly against the slate roof tiles, giving the old, dusty attic a cosy feeling. Behind a neatly organised stack of cardboard boxes, Harry sat on his knees and rummaged through one of the last boxes he still had to sort. He had moved into his new house in Verviers, Belgium, only a fortnight ago and he had finally found some time to clear out the attic that still held several boxes left by the previous owner. According to his new neighbours, the old man had served in the resistance during the Second World War. Harr...

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“The Twisted Twig” by Dominic Weingart

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Jamie was infuriated. Today was Christmas, and after joyriding her mother's car the night before she was burdened with the task of having to clean out the attic before their relatives showed up! She pulled the ladder down and started climbing up. As she climbed, she felt she was getting closer and closer to impending and inevitable doom. When she got all the way up she took a deep breath in and regretted it right away because her lungs filled with so much dust that she almost fell down the stairs. She looked around at all the boxes of forgot...

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“Another Life” by Madison Oster

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The attic was even worse than I’d thought. I looked around the musty, crowded space, the air laying hot and heavy on my neck. It didn’t look like mom had been up here in years. But now that the house had been sold, there was no time to waste in getting all this crap cleared out and ready for the buyer. I was only jealous that I’d drawn the short straw against Cody, who got to clear out the bedrooms down in the AC. I tied my hair back and got to work. At first, it was pretty simple. Old holiday decorations, junk from when Cody and I had ...

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“The Place of Forgotten Stuff” by M.Z. Lucy

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The Attic was the Attic. It was just the up most top floor of the house where they kept things that couldn’t fit in the basement. What was being held there diminished over the years due to Nessy’s mother slowly discarding the excess clutter from the basement to make space for the clutter from the attic. Then again most of the things that were brought down from the attic were thrown out as well. Nessy and her younger brother didn’t often t...

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“Santa's Coin” by Nicole Rook

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Julia pulled down the lever from the ceiling of her Grandmom’s house. The panel opened and the steps poured down with a creek and a groan. Dust poofed outward like a cloud. She thought of Grandma, how thin and frail she’d become as she laid in bed at the hospice. Christmas was just days away, and the only decoration that stood in her barren room was a small desktop tree decorated with dollar store balls.Grandma loved Christmas, her home full year round of ornate decorations, twinkling lights and Christmas Rif Raf. Ne...

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“A Gift from 'The Attic'” by Somdatta Gangopadhyay

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‘We got a pair of silk stockings for Aunt Dolores, last Christmas…right mom!’ said Grace to her mom while wrapping up her final project for school on ‘Family Ties’.‘Yes, honey.’ replied a tired Betty, as she was spreading her daughter’s favorite strawberry jam on the bagel for breakfast. ‘I have an idea!’ said Betty as she arrived with the breakfast platter, standing beside Grace. Taking a closer look, Betty shared that some pictures might add uniqueness to the project. ‘That’d be fantastic, mom!’ replied Grace, as she sped up toward the att...

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“Memories of Marbles and Mom” by Cynthia Stock

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My knees compete with the groan of the wooden stairs leading to the attic. Embedded in the garage ceiling, the steps unfold like the arachnoid limbs of the monster in Alien, warped by the trapped heat of Texas summers. I half-step, half-pull myself up to forage for winter giveaways, destined for the Goodwill and the homeless. I torque through stacks of miscellany and memories. Three boxes of mud brown dishes, prone to chipping at the slightest abuse, earn a spot near the attic opening, awaiting transport to their next home. I blow dust from ...

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“What’s In Your Pocket?” by Mark Newman

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Dan and Sue were rummaging around in the attic of their home. Dust floated in the air all around them and they coughed gleefully as they searched for last years boxes of winter gear. It was their date night and they had decided to go out to the local pub together. It was the one day each month that they had to themselves as work took either Dan or Sue away from home for days.“Ah ha! I win.” Dan shouted happily. Sue clapped her hands together. Then caught the smaller box Dan threw her way. Then they closed up the attic and went downstairs to ...

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“Hands In My Pockets” by Star Greene

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My great grand aunt's estate has been with the family for generations.My aunt has an eye for design and symmetry that the once dull but huge estate, came to life and had been considered as one of the most beautiful estates in the world.Recently, it has been used as a filming set for a popular television show and since then it has been opened to accommodate fans of the show and the city's tourists as well.Thanks to the show's vast popularity, the house that we just considered as a family heritage, ended up helping us and the whole community.M...

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Write a story about someone cleaning out their attic. They find an old piece of clothing, and inside of its pocket is an old keepsake.

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✍️ 52 stories

“Hang On!” by Megha Srivastava

“Hommy’s Juxtaposition ” by James Offenha

“The Telephone ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

“The Collectible” by Shelby Finger

“Mama’s Jacket ” by Ash P

“LOST AND FOUND” by SHYAMALA BHUVANACHANDRAN

“A Glitch in Time” by Kim Wolters

“The Twisted Twig” by Dominic Weingart

“Another Life” by Madison Oster

“The Place of Forgotten Stuff” by M.Z. Lucy

“Santa's Coin” by Nicole Rook

“A Gift from 'The Attic'” by Somdatta Gangopadhyay

“Memories of Marbles and Mom” by Cynthia Stock

“What’s In Your Pocket?” by Mark Newman

“Hands In My Pockets” by Star Greene

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Write a story about a character who buys a secondhand coat and then discovers something in the pocket.

Your fingers tensed around the object in your pocket, ready to pull it out at a moment's notice.

"It was just here!" you shout, frantically searching your pockets for the missing thing.

Write a story about a very skilled pickpocket.

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