Write a story that includes someone saying, “Bon voyage.”

Posted in Adults on Oct 28, 2022

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“Bread and Butter for the Journey” by Seán McNicholl

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Let’s take a little trip, On a rocket ship To the far side of the moon. You can start a brand new life, Free from all the care and strife. For the old planet is doomed. Begod, I wish I could get that damn jingle out of me head! If I hear it once more I swear to ye, I’ll eject me-self from the hatch, no suit nor nothin’. But that would defeat the purpose folks. Ye see, I’m not meant to be here at all. I sorta snuck onto the ship. Oh be sures, they’ll let us Dubliners build the feckin’ thing, but could...

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“The Future of Murder” by Daniel Allen

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TW: Contains some bad language and physical violence/gore.I’m going to kill them. We’ve all thought it, don’t bother lying. The difference between us is you’d never do it. You tell yourself it’s because killing is wrong. You’re not a murderer. It just isn’t in your nature. But that’s not true. The truth is, you’re afraid. You don’t think you can pull it off. You think you’ll get caught. And you’re right, you would. You’re not me.Yesterday, some jerk bumped into me in the street and spilt his scolding hot coffee all over me. You know the type...

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“My Goodness, My Guinness” by Katharine Widdows

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In 1974, the year I emerged, blinking into the world, the Guinness Book of Records became the fastest selling copyrighted book. It gained its own entry in the Guinness Book of Records. It still holds that record now. Every year on my birthday I board a train and drink a can of Guinness, in honour of the day my grandpa died.. . .Wheels sing out a familiar rhythm as they click and clack over the tracks. I allow my head to nod along as I watch fields blur past through the safety glass. My mother has told me Grandpa’s story so many times that I ...

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“Mr Casey's Train” by Kelly Sibley

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“Mr Casey.”“Yes, Mr Worthington?”“Your train, Mr Casey.”“Yes, Mr Worthington?”There was a quiet and uncomfortable pause where Mr Casey nervously ran his dark bowler hats rim through his hands until he could bear the truth no longer. “Well, when I say yes, it’s not really ‘my train’, per see. In actual fact, I think the train prefers it when we all call him Larry. We're trying to get him to think of a last name and then we thought we'd throw him a naming party.”Mr Casey watched as his employer's features became flushed. "Actually, it's t...

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“Dead Air” by Amanda Lieser

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Story’s first line came from The First Line MagazineCW: allusions to war and deathRayna sat in front of the mirror removing her makeup and wondered who she would discover underneath. She reached over and flicked on the alarm clock radio on her husband’s nightstand. The soft whooshing sound of dead air began to echo in the empty bedroom. “I saw Tinny today. Had lunch,” Rayna mused while she began to wipe the darkened brows from her face. “She isn’t doing well. That boyfriend of hers always runnin’ around. But will she admit it?” queried Rayna...

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“The Gods of Alkebulan” by Jim Stroud

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When the world began, who can say? No one living now was alive then. There are many legends on how we came to be; this is the most accepted one. When the sun was reborn and life began anew, gods fell from the sky, their impact made rivers and valleys and mountains. This was of itself, not a strange thing, what was unusual (for gods) was how young they made themselves appear. When they stood up on the ground they landed on, or laid across the air they floated on, or danced atop the waters, they were all children. Some were skinny and others...

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“Pool Boy” by Jim Firth

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CW: Mentions of adult filmsChris hears an unfamiliar sputtering in the driveway and pulls back the nicotine stained curtains of his family living room.‘Whoosat?’ His chain-smoking mother, Louise, shouts over The Perry Singer Show.‘It’s Dad!’Chris runs out to the driveway and watches his dad step out of a black van. ‘What’s with the surveillance vehicle? Is it ex-FBI?'‘Not quite,’ Dicky says. He slides the side door open and plastic tubes spill onto the driveway. ‘Awww, nuts.’‘So what’s all this gear for?’ Chris asks, picking up a tube and lo...

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“love letter ” by Stephanie Kenneth

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I am so sorry to have made you cry my little dove. I hope you can see I am doing this for your own good, that I always have your best interest at heart. You’ve shown me nothing but kindness and welcomed me with warmth though I was a stranger. You opened your doors to me, taught me how to laugh again, how to feel again. And I opened my heart to you. Fell so deeply in love with you that it overwhelmed me. Loving you overwhelms me. It burns through my body like a plague and strips me of all things sensible. So you should understand why I did th...

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“Red Flags” by Joyce George-Knight

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(Sensitive Theme: Dementia) Never before had I thought about life being like a train ride. Twelve rides each year! Sometimes, it’s necessary to get a different perspective on a situation for one to discover a means for coping with it. My story is ending with the caboose on this trip, not necessarily the last one of my life. Over my seven decades of life, thousands of individuals have passed through the cars of my train ride. Some have been repeat travellers, while others had a one-way ticket. Every one of them, however, left their...

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“The Damned House” by Agris Engelis

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My name is Steven Prescot. I’m an aspiring ghost story writer. I’ve just finished English literature and was looking for a place to stay online. I found a house, just a couple cities over, that had its price drop quite a lot. After searching around some more, I found out that it was based on several deaths within the premises. I thought it would be a great place to gain inspiration for some stories and maybe ask around about the people who lived in the house. So, I packed my stuff and headed out to the new house. I travelled to the city, or ...

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“The gentleman in the tailored suit and the doctor” by Cosma Nova

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Wood crackled and glowed in a brick fireplace. If you stared at it long enough with a cup of cocoa engulfed in your hands and had a woolen blanket wrapped around your shoulders, you could've fallen asleep.But the ominous goings on surrounding the mantle suggest otherwise.An old, wrinkly lady rocked back and forth in her faded green rocking chair. She was sitting adjacent to the fireplace keeping warm by the heat of the flames and was watching her favorite show, jeopardy. Her beady eyes squinted at the glow of the little t.v., scrutinizing th...

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“Last I met Atticus” by Wyatt W. Krauklis

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CW | mentions of addiction and drugs, murder, mental health (delusions, depression), religious talk that's generally negative ("god abandoned me"), slight talk of violence and ambiguous endings. Read at discretion.I write when I'm in pain and I can't focus on anything but the little things, this tiny bit of introspection of my environment, the analysis of my ceilings and vertices of my walls, these make me who I am. Personality traits bundled up into tiny packages, delivered onto my metaphorical doorstep like amazon drone delivery bots. Good...

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“The witch's love potion” by Rey Ivie

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The witch love potion The crisp autumn air was warm, people stood by a train station as a light rumble started. The train was coming. It was a large barreled train with red accents. The light was a pale yellow that was barely seen in the afternoon air. When the train got closer you could hear the screams and yells of people by the tracks. “Please don’t do this. Do you want to be a murderer? I swear I’m not a witch, I was just tending to my moth garden and- and my pet raven was helping me… please believe me” the witch pleads as she look...

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“Tried and Truant” by Marie White

Submitted to Contest #168

Karina leaned against her window, the cool glass refreshing amid the heat building inside her; watched the elms lining the sidewalks whip by; and contemplated a jump out her door at forty miles per hour. Surely, it would prove less painful than what otherwise awaited her. She had promised herself that she wouldn’t do it again—that she would take whatever Elle dished out. She had gotten through the morning, but then Elle, surrounded by her omnipresent cloud of minions, had bumped into her in the lunch line, spilling chocolate milk all over t...

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“Hug in the Hallway” by Douglas W. Carr

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With nervous excitement, John had taken his seat and according to his ticket assignment. He purposefully reserved a window seat to occupy his mind on the journey. He gazed out of the window, as the remaining passengers boarded, and the crew performed their pre-departure routines. It had been many years since he had travelled, and he thought back to the days when his parents – now deceased – had taken him on vacations. They never drove more than a few hours from their home, but John had great memories of the places they had taken him. He had...

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Write a story that includes someone saying, “Bon voyage.”

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✍️ 17 stories

“Bread and Butter for the Journey” by Seán McNicholl

“The Future of Murder” by Daniel Allen

“My Goodness, My Guinness” by Katharine Widdows

“Mr Casey's Train” by Kelly Sibley

“Dead Air” by Amanda Lieser

“The Gods of Alkebulan” by Jim Stroud

“Pool Boy” by Jim Firth

“love letter ” by Stephanie Kenneth

“Red Flags” by Joyce George-Knight

“The Damned House” by Agris Engelis

“The gentleman in the tailored suit and the doctor” by Cosma Nova

“Last I met Atticus” by Wyatt W. Krauklis

“The witch's love potion” by Rey Ivie

“Tried and Truant” by Marie White

“Hug in the Hallway” by Douglas W. Carr

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Start your story with someone looking out a train window.

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Make a train station an important part of your story.

Write a story about a character who misses a train, for better or worse.

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