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Write about two characters who’ve gone through something so intense they now feel like family.

Posted in Adults on Oct 26, 2022

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Puzzle Pieces

Winner of Contest #79 🏆

Trigger warning: mention of suicide    The first time Cassie met Lin, the latter girl was wearing a fitted pink jumpsuit, layered with a baby blue bomber jacket that was patterned all over with obnoxiously adorable illustrations of pugs and rainbows. In Lin's long black hair were citrus orange streaks that glowed stupendously whenever she and her high pigtails moved ever so slightly. Cassie hated her. Partially because she felt that she, being Marcus's new girlfriend, simply had to; but mostly because she knew that anyone looking a...

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Fall of the Frontier

Submitted to Contest #79

June 1917Two boys, barely even men, were drafted into their separate armies. Two boys, barely even men, got onto the train. One going from Pittsburg to New York. The other going from Kiel to Berlin. August 1917War was here. For the Americans, for Europe. The Great War, they called it. The war to end all wars. Matthew Hunter looked around the section of the trench he was assigned to, along the Western Front, near the Belgian province of Ypres, and shook his head, feeling the vast distance between here and his small hometow...

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Steinbeck in the Forest

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Submitted to Contest #79

James and I are brothers. Well, not exactly, we didn’t know each other for a while, but we like to say that we are. Whenever someone asks “who is that boy you’re with?” I always answer with a smile, “my brother James”. After a long period of sticking our heads in the mud, we finally met at ages eleven and twelve. It was a cold day in the forest and I was out climbing trees. You see, I love climbing trees. I don’t know if you’ve ever found a perfect tree, but the feeling when you see a tree ripe for climbing is so potent, like you can’t ...

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Together, we can do anything

Submitted to Contest #79

As I lie in bed, surrounded by darkness, I clamp his hand, I can’t see him, but I can feel his padded hands, his soft silky fur, his hard button eyes. I never feel safe without Paddy, he is my dark defender. Everynight, we lie together in my bed, with the duvet pulled up to our chins. It’s completely dark, except for the crack from the door being pushed to instead of closed, and my array of stars on the ceiling. They’ve started to peel, but that’s because I’ve had them since I was two, and I’m seven now. I used to imagine that we were up t...

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Exploits and the Unexpected

Submitted to Contest #79

Trigger warning: Sexual assaultA ray of light sneaks its way underneath the door, briefly illuminating the pitch-dark room and its occupants.They blink at each other for a second before the light goes away, and I can only see the scars and bruises that they have to keep with them forever. All of them have the same eyes, the eyes that have seen more than they should have. I suspect that I have those eyes too.The moist cloth that has been stuffed in my mouth and tied around my head reminds me of its presence again. I scream until my throat is ...

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Letting Go

Submitted to Contest #79

The things are tossed into my bags one at a time; my clothes, the frames I used to keep by our bedside, the books I used to keep on our bookshelves. Bluebell tries to climb inside, but I pick up his furry body and place him on the bed, earning a mew of complaint. As I hang the heavy luggage over my shoulders, I take one last look at the room we used to share.My cold, slender fingers sweep the moisture out of my eyes. I don’t want to cry, not now. Not with you waiting for me at the door. The room looks bare now, only half of what it used...

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Mission Accomplished

Submitted to Contest #79

“Wanna try again?” “Why not? We have nothing to lose.” Blythe and Katharine stepped out of Blythe's car to get to school on time. It was a chilly October morning, the leaves on the trees were bright flames like the tops on a candle. It was the 49th day of 7th grade as they’ve both been counting. Blythe and Katharine both have gotten bullied many times, together and separate. They made a resolution to try and overcome that, to stand up to the year-long bullies that had ruined their lives. They tried every day, so far they have only failed...

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Run for it (Part 8 of Mutants Versus Witches)

Submitted to Contest #79

"What do we do?" Elysse asked, her voice strained. Beside her, Harry was crouching, bandaging up her ankle. Devon dragged over two rusted metal chairs. "How did they find us again? It keeps happening! And now how are John and Fiona supposed to get out?" I scanned the streets outside, straining my eyes to check every window. No matter how well we hid, this abandoned construction site was only going to be safe for so long. "Is anyone using their powers? Harry, start talking." I moved away from the door cautiously, taking one of the chairs...

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Amy's Promise

Submitted to Contest #79

Amy groaned in pain as she came out of her unconscious state of mind. She licked her dried, cracked lips, it tasted blood. Her eyes were black and swollen and her vision was blurred. Her throat was parched and her tongue felt like cotton. She was completely delibitated and desperately longed for water. She heard a scratching sound probably a rat, she thought, but was too delirious to even get scared. She tried to focus her gaze in the direction of the sound b...

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Noemi

Submitted to Contest #79

Her hair was as blonde as the sun, and her eyes as silver as the moon. She wore our usual black dress just like everyone else at our school, but the way her sharp chin and bright eyes contrasted with it, she was as beautiful as time itself. She smiled, and curtsied right then and there in front of me, leaving me only to blink. My own hair was as red as a lion’s mane, or perhaps a dying tiger lily. My eyes looked like little olives, in both shape and color. But somehow, she had chosen to curtsy to me.  “Hello,” she said, her smile br...

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Twist of life (Brittany’s POV)

Submitted to Contest #79

Author's note: This is a story I did with Akshaya! Link and details below!The wisps of my cinnamon, brown hair fell loosely as curls on my cream complexed face. Applying a smear of strawberry flavored lip gloss, and swaying in front of the curvature mirror that decorated my dorm.Pleased with my style, I held my calculus books in hand, and anything I could find that writes.“Drat, I’m late again,” I softly murmured, searching for an eraser.“Miss. D’sal, why aren’t you in class?” I froze, pasting a small, dubious smile on my face, bowing d...

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Runaway "Sisters"

Submitted to Contest #79

January 16th, 2018,It was the turn where the eight-year-olds in the Ferrel's Adoption Center got their chance to play. All the kids were in a big playground, and they had lots of things to play with. Many slides, swings, merry-go-rounds, blocks, and balls. The kids were going to have fun.All except for Tina, of course."You go ahead, Lannie, I'll be fine. I'll just wait here, and play with the blocks." Tina told her best sister Lannie.You see, Tina and Lannie were more than best friends. They felt like they were family. Though, they never had...

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The Song of War

Submitted to Contest #79

This is a small piece of what I've been working on, so I know it isn't great. Mostly because there isn't much backstory, at all, but I at least wanted to submit something this week. Sorry for the inconvenience! Enjoy!  There is only one way you will wake up when at war. The sound of gunfire and detonation was what woke Asa. Men in uniform covered in ash and dirt tramped through the mud past her cot. Sergeant Brooks barked orders to Asa’s squadron as they marched.  Asa sat up in her cot, contemplating the situation. She hesi...

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Twist of Life (Klara’s POV)

Submitted to Contest #79

Author's note: This is a collab story I did with Varsha Vimal. The link to her story in Brittany's POV is below!The rays of the early morning sun fell through the windows and brightened the dorm room, like a reminder that it was time to wake up. The others in my dorm slept on, but I crawled out of bed, careful to maintain the tranquilness as I stepped away from the others.I was ready in less than half-an-hour. I scooted over to the table beside my bed and after I got hold of my calculus book and stationery box, and went to class.I was the fi...

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A strange war

Submitted to Contest #79

Tears flowed through my eyes while I clutched the letter that my mother had written for me from Venice. She was thinking there that I was serving the soldiers that were sacrificing their lives for their own nation, but I was not. Here I am seeing deep into the eyes of my victims and slitting their throats. Why? Because they were against my country. I am a spy. Serving my country in World War II. Changing my role every day, hacking into the transistor room, and if I am close to getting caught, all I do is finish the witness. The war is on t...

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