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

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“On a String” by Art U

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I met him at the country fair, son. The smell of sweet caramel corn and hot apple cider, with bales of day and everyone celebrating the fall evening. I was nine years old, then time when dads push you into football and moms into playing the piano. My friends wanted to throw darts at balloons, my father wanted me to try the high striker and mom, she just wanted to buy her good little boy a hot chocolate. My friend Tina was the only one who sat with me, staring at him, dancing on a string. “You really like it, don’t you?” I looked at her ...

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“And so her dreams took flight” by S Mehjabeen

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The just-risen rosy sun nestled in the boundless blue sky as the gleam of dawn pierced into her room. Long blonde locks, tall, slender body, a perfect smile and a bright blue cap, that seemed to mirror the intoxicating colour of the sky, donned on top of her coiffed tresses. A striking, fearless blue. She was ready. The sky wasn’t the limit anymore. The sky was the goal.“Good morning, Heff! Pre-boards done?”, she asked the boarding staff with a charming smile as she smartly walked through her favourite haven, the airport, exuding a perfect a...

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“The memories we hold” by Nava Yiota

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I take a deep breath and enter the room. Three limp plastic bags hang from my hands, clutched tightly between my fingers as I look around. The tiny attic is jampacked with toys, and I know full well three bags aren’t going to cut it but I step forward anyway. Dust rises from the ground with my every step as the wood floor aches loudly. The dirty window lets in a tiny portion of the raging sunlight outside. I don’t want to do this. I scratch my neck, desperately searching for a way to postpone the process. I start in the corner, ...

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“Just like that...” by Rajiv Laloo

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“Remember this one?” said Jenny gently stroking the roughly done stitch on the belly of a visible old but freshly cleaned Teddy.“‘Of course I do. I thought I was going to die that day” Jenny imagined Teddy say with a frightful cadence.“And this?” Jenny inquired gently pulling at the dark black button, that once used to fasten her school blazer, and now was Teddy’s left eye.“’It was terrible,” replied Teddy, recalling the fierce Boston Terrier that terrified Teddy. “Although I miss Bambi”, Teddy lied.“No you don’t” Jenny asserted. “You h...

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“Rag Dolls” by Josephine Andersen

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Rag Dolls There were whispered conversations about the flight plans. The parents hurriedly put some of their belongings in packing cases. The question was, what to take for the children. Emily and Celia‘s mother Frances, talked softly to Angel, Celia’s governess, about what to pack for the girls. “I think we have to take their rag dolls and I have an idea about how to doctor them up, (pas devant les enfants). Angel can you help me there is not much time” Emily and her older sister Celia cried when they were told they coul...

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“Joey” by Ann Z

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“Another box from the attic,” Callum said, dropping a cardboard box onto the glass coffee table. His thirteen year old son kept his gaze fixed on his iPad. “I don’t want it.” Callum sighed. “At least look at it.” The boy stretched his legs across the black sofa cushions. “If it’s more photo albums or old toys of mine, I don’t want them.” “Actually, it’s an old toy of mine.” ~~~ The winter of 1981 painted the town white. Eight year old Callum gripped his father’s large hand tighter. Snow crunched beneath his feet they trudged past glass displ...

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“The Cave” by Kevin Leonard

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The Man was grateful to find the cave, tucked low into the cliff face, as the skies outside hastened to darken and the wind began to pull at their tattered clothes. The ocean battered hard against the nearby rocks, sending spray up into the air to meet the rain before the wind caught them both, sea and sky, and whipped them hard against the Man and the Boy, each droplet a lash against their exposed faces. The Man hurried the Boy into the cave, shaking water from his clothes forcefully, trying to hide the way his body tremored. He didn’t know...

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“THE SILVER RATTLE” by Sivaram Govindaraj

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The invitation dated a month earlier, sent by email, read: “Friends and kin, You are invited to join the get-together arranged at the Jubilee Hall at 10 AM on 14th October 2020 to celebrate the 502nd birth anniversary of Kupp and the lunch thereafter.(sd) Prof.ANK, secretary, Committee of Hosts.” Note enclosed with invitation: ‘ANK is an emeritus professor of Sanskrit and is the author of several books. He is widely known for his contribution to the language. He has attended several conferences on Sanskrit in many countries. He is ...

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“THE WANDERING DOLL” by Mara Masolini

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+ THE WANDERING DOLL When she was about sixteen, her mother had started to say: “ But what now do you do of all those toys piled up in the cellar ( under the stairs) Now you’re a girl….” Indeed her mother had said: “ Now you’re grown up” And Sara had felt her heart trembling at those words. How? At not yet sixteen, would she already be an adult? “ You should give them to your cousins, who are still children.” And her mother had come back a lot of times to the matter, pressing her to giv...

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“Saskia The Doll” by Samadhee Ismail

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1905, Warsaw Poland The doll was specially made for Solomon Rubinstein at his own request, to give as a gift to his eight year old daughter. The doll is made of porcelain, with bright blue colored eyes, rosy cheeks and brown colored hair, plaited in French braids, wearing a white colored laced dress. The doll itself looks beautiful. Solomon stares at the doll in awe and then looks at the man, Jakub, the doll maker. "You have outdone yourself," Solomon said. Jakub smiled. "What can I say Dr. Rubinstein? Anything for you and your family...

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“The Red Dolls' House” by Ann Rapp

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Christmas was coming soon. As I walked down Leytonstone High Street to my bus stop I stopped to look in the brightly decorated windows of Bearman’s Department Store. One window had a living room scene with a fireplace, a decorated Christmas tree with gifts wrapped in shiny paper, and an angel on top. In the room were two child mannequins dressed in their best little suit and tie, and frilly dress and patent leather shoes, down on the floor opening presents, while their Mum and Dad mannequins, in their best suit and tie, and velvet dress and ...

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“Stolen For Murder” by Kage Wattson

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"Son, can you come here for a sec? Please" he said sweetly, smirking devilishly. Jogging on into his father's room, wondering what he wanted from him "yes dad?" "I got you a wooden horse." Tilting his head a bit "okay, where is it exactly?" "It's in your room, on your bed" licking his finger. Tyler tilted his head, noticing a speck of blood. Looking away, heading towards his room, observing all the blood that was on and all around the horse. Realizing his father, Jason, killed a 14 year old and he could be the next victim t...

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“Treasures of the Past” by Charles Wasilausky

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"There you are," muttered Rick as he found his old toy hippopotamus that he received from his parents at his fourth birthday. Mr. Pounds was Rick Moore's childhood favorite toy that had seen him through countless adventures, joyful moments and heartbreak. Now that Rick was married with a son who was turning four, he decided to pass Mr. Pounds the hippo onto his son. "You will have new adventures with Junior. He will love you as much as I do. He loves hippos," Rick said to his old friend as he went to his bedroom to wrap up the toy. Rick was ...

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“I'll be around” by DREW LANE

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“The library is closed today.” Her lips were painted with cherry cream. Her skin was soft, and her teeth shone bright. He deftly avoided her gaze as he stepped away from the entrance. She looked at him tenderly.“How can I help?” Her voice hadn’t changed. She hadn’t changed. Her red hair still waved at the back of her neck in a swift and calm motion. Perfectly defined, held up with golden clips. Her mother’s, if he remembered well. “I was looking for Mr. Roger.”, he said. Her cheeks weighted down and, as she retained a sigh, he...

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“A birthday Present to Remember” by Carille Durbin

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A Birthday Present To Remember Nathanial celebrated his fourteenth birthday with his family. They had a tasty dinner consisting of fried chicken, corn, and mashed potatoes. "Open your presents," Nathanial's mother said. Nathanial looked at the pile of packages beside his plate. He saw three presents wrapped in plain brown paper. He opened the one on top. Two new shirts were inside. The next package held two new pairs of denim jeans. The last pre...

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

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✍️ 122 stories

“On a String” by Art U

“And so her dreams took flight” by S Mehjabeen

“The memories we hold” by Nava Yiota

“Just like that...” by Rajiv Laloo

“Rag Dolls” by Josephine Andersen

“Joey” by Ann Z

“The Cave” by Kevin Leonard

“THE SILVER RATTLE” by Sivaram Govindaraj

“THE WANDERING DOLL” by Mara Masolini

“Saskia The Doll” by Samadhee Ismail

“The Red Dolls' House” by Ann Rapp

“Stolen For Murder” by Kage Wattson

“Treasures of the Past” by Charles Wasilausky

“I'll be around” by DREW LANE

“A birthday Present to Remember” by Carille Durbin

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