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Write about a character passing down their favorite childhood toy to a new generation.

Posted in Adults on Oct 26, 2022

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Poppet

Submitted to Contest #61

Hello, little one. There's someone I'd like you to meet. Here- this is Flopsy. No, don't suck on his ear. Now, your Mummy says you're still too young for stuffed animals, but she wouldn't understand. What I thought is if I give him to you now, a present like, it would be a very callous Mummy who would take him away again. I suppose she'll hide him away until you're a bit older, but that won't matter. Point is he'll be yours. You'll have bonded. There's nothing she can do about that now. She doesn't like me at the best of times, so I shan...

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Marbles

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She’s been in labor for hours. The screaming, the fatigue, the fear. It’s all strangling me with brutish fingers. I can’t be in there.This is her second, our second. I’m just waiting for it to end the same as our first. I’m waiting for those fingers to tear my heart from my chest. Just crush it. It hasn’t been mangled enough.That’s why I’m here in the hall, instead of at her side. Because when she needs me most, I’m not there. Like my father before me. He never saw my birth, didn’t witness me growing up, wasn’t there when I became him. ...

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Red Ribbon

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Bear swept a meaty paw to move the thin curtain, a young and brilliant hue of sky blue. He pulled out his old toy drawer from behind. Pushed open the wooden lid, adorned with lovingly detailed images of a happy life. A blast of cold air hit Bear’s face and a pale fog seeped out of the chest. It creaked and groaned as it moved. Much like I do, Bear thought. I am old, there is no use denying it any longer. Dozens of toys were piled up inside of the chest, but Bear paid them no heed. He reached only for the one laying limp on the top.The t...

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Past and Presents

Submitted to Contest #61

Author’s note: This story is written from the perspective of an orthodox Jew, so very few concepts are explained within the story. To better understand the story, please refer to the glossary I have included below."Happy Chanukah," Bubbie told me as she handed me the small gift box.It looked like it could hold jewelry, like a ring or necklace."Thank you!" The box opened on a hinge. Nestled inside the velvet was a small dreidel. Its four faces were each no bigger than a squared off nickel, and the tapered part beneath seemed worn down. The st...

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Passage of the Light

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It was as well I was an early and passionate reader, for it helped to solve the problem of buying me presents. I didn’t fit into any of the neat pigeonholes when it came to children’s presents. I was lukewarm about dolls. I had a couple I liked, and called Wendy and Willow – Wendy was one of those big dolls with a ring pull at the back of her neck that made her speak, and Willow was some kind of knock-off Barbie, though, if I recall, with a marginally more realistic figure. But even with Wendy and Willow I soon grew secre...

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A Penny For Your Thoughts

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“I want to tell you about something I’ve found,” said Lavinia. She was sitting in the lively Agarimo café having coffee with her friend. “Go ahead,” replied Pilar, not really expecting the discovery to be earthshaking. although it could very well be interesting. Her good friend Lavinia was by no means a bearer of boring news, never that. Pushing aside the wave of auburn hair that had fallen partially over her left eye, Lavinia told her friend Pilar about one of the items that she’d found in the box from A Tertulia. This was the box Lavi...

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The Magic Set

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Andreas needed to tidy his workroom. It was a small, wood-panelled room, just big enough for a desk, a chair, a set of shelves, two supply cupboards, and a small one-burner camp-stove. There was a large pot simmering on the camp-stove, and the desk, aside from being covered in a haphazard pile of papers, a tea-kettle, and three used tea mugs, was cluttered with all sorts of strange-looking vials filled with stranger-looking substances. About a good third of the vials were uncorked. Not one of them was labelled. Two lay empty on their sides, ...

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I Got a Rock for my Twelfth Birthday--And It Wasn't Even a Pet Rock :/

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“Mimi, I have your birthday gift,” Aunt June called as she reached into her bulky, leather purse.I skipped down my new mansion’s grand foyer to meet her, the new dress shoes my mother forced me to wear clacking with every step. The new dress restricted my movements and my breathing as I tried to go faster. That’s why I think my mother bought it for me and made me wear it—so I couldn’t escape the mansion she recently inherited from her parents. Like the Chinese art of footbinding I saw at the cultural museum field trip my old school took last...

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The Straw Doll

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“Come forward!” demanded the old woman in a sickly voice. She sat upon the throne, her hunched and withered body lost inside the regal gown and robes that long ago fit her snuggly. A crown sat upon her head, heavy on her brow. “Stand before me grand-daughter. Hear what I must say and do as I bid you.” The young girl was trembling, but she walked forward, slowly at first, and stood before Queen Valda. Her hands were folded before her and she bowed gracefully. She did not have the courage to look the queen in the eye. “Vahnessa, you are ...

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Glass Eyes

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Glass blue eyes stared out at the world, unblinking. I stared back, my reflection rested over the doll’s face, the glass of the display cabinet catching the light. It was a pretty little thing, pale porcelain skin and honey blonde locks. Plaited and neat, I longed for such hair, so different to my unruly black mop. She wore a cornflower blue dress and white pinafore, little black shoes polished to shine. “What are you doing, ma cherie?” I snapped away from the cabinet quickly, heart pulsing at the familiar, husky voice of my great-au...

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Worst Toy Ever

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The townspeople fled in terror.  Their homes ablaze like hell incarnate, their fellow men and neighbors slaughtered, king skinned and beheaded - in that order - there was not a drop of defiance or bravery left. They all scrambled for their lives before the Dark Prince’s destruction. “Flee, pathetic insects,” bellowed Merciless, the Dark Prince. “Flee and spread the word of my great power!” His mighty form loomed over the mortal town like a monolith of doom; a crown of lightning adorning his head, a shroud of dying clouds his cloak, fear...

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Of magic, music and mood

Submitted to Contest #61

Introduction:- Childhood is the most magical period of a person's life . This story is a trip down memory lane into my childhood. I would like to add here that there is difference between imagination and telling lies." when God sends his children to earth he makes sure they don't have to live alone. He arranges for every child to have parents, family and friends. " My grandma used to say that. She was a simple person and I was only seven years old then. I wouldn't have understood the complexities of life . Why some children loose their paren...

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If the wishes were horses

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George came home disappointed “.Again couldn’t get the promotion ,”Mr James becomes my boss ,He is two years Junior to me, shown hard work and dedication but all in vain now wait  two years".George explained it very broken heartedly. ”Darling don’t be upset” and Stood up to bring coffee to him. “Linda ,our life is very modest,living in a small flat,no car, even we can’t mix up with the society, salary is also very meager,  don’t want the life like this”.George expressed his desires.Same evening Ge...

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A Teddy Named Oliver

Submitted to Contest #61

The brown fur was matted and bare in most places; at one-time small fingertips rubbed away the curls. The woven material that kept the fur in place was always rough but now exposed it now irritate one’s skin rather than comfort. The stitching of the bear was loose in many areas, revealing the wool that stuffed the teddy full. His eyes were made of smooth glass and were chill to the touch which gave him quite a permanent sorrowful look. To add to the bears sadness he was given a black stitched downturn mouth.Robert remembered the last ti...

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Together Forever

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I had once read an intriguing quote from a novel during my youth, saying, “love leaves a memory no one can steal. Death leaves a headache no one can heal.” Merely had I acknowledged its meaning until I lost everything. “Day 5. Lost in the desert with meagre amount of food supplies. The scorching sun never seemed to set whereas daytimes are perpetual. The golden sand is illuminated by the radiant fireball above our heads while no living creatures are within our sight. The condition seemed unbearable by any mortals. Are you alright, Cassie?”“Y...

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