Suitcase in hand, you head to the station.

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“You” by K.M. Hotzel

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Suitcase in hand, you head to the station. You look over your shoulder, ensuring no one has followed you. You look anxious as you flip up your collar and lower your head into the wool coat. Your eyes dart from one stranger to the next as they pass you on the sidewalk. Yet, you don’t see me. You enter the train station and make your way through the crowd to the platform, down the stairs and up an escalator. I hide behind a group of people, blending into the background, becoming but a face in the crowd. Your brow is arched in wor...

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“The Burden” by Justin Chou

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With the Suitcase in your hand, you head to the station. The textured handle feels slippery in your hand, no doubt due to the amount of sweat you are profusely letting out. You glance nervously about. You cannot shake the feeling that you are constantly being watched, and every turn you take, every stop, every gesture, is taken notice of. Yet when you do glance around and glance behind, you see the normal bustle of Sparrow City. Nothing to be worried about.You sigh, as you continue walking towards the station. Your heavy suitcase leans again...

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“The Locked Room” by Aerturnus Noktis

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Your heart bangs wildly as you rush through the smothering crowd. The suitcase in your hand gets caught between others’ legs; you tug at it. No use. The crowd pushes in tighter, sealing around your wrist. Terrified, you pull harder. You glance around alarmed, like a cornered prey that’s sensed death, and finally, let go of the suitcase, and begin to run reckless, fighting through the mass. “Move! Move!” you shout, pushing people. Yet, nobody seems to relent. They eye you casually, and then, look away. Glancing behind, you see the mas...

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“Orbit” by Elizabeth Doornbos

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Before all of this began, you had been like a planet having forgotten the fact of your orbit, the fact of the sun and of gravity, and most importantly of the curve gravity has engraved through time and space for your travels. You had long forgotten that curve, that invisible channel that could hold your bulk like a snail in a shell, that you could slide down with the joy and effortlessness of a child. The last time in your life you had lived in such a way, for more than a fleeting moment, was in fact when you were a child. Then, you'd tra...

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“My Dear Suitcase” by Jaykrishnan Ranjit

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'Oh shit!' you bellowed.It was a busy day at the railway station as you stormed your way through a bustling mob of tourists. You looked down at your watch.'Gosh, I wish I could slow down the time…' you thought.Danny was an old man in his 50s, about 6ft tall and broad shoulders in a grey tuxedo. You pushed your way through the hustle and bustle along with your small brown suitcase. The train whistle blew as you stepped onto the overbridge. The engine puffed clouds of smoke, and the wheels began to turn. 'It was now or never' you th...

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“The Blouse Hope” by Debbie Em

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The ruination of life as you know it is all because of Papa’s blouses. At least, that’s the conclusion you’ve come to. I watch you follow your Papa and Mama into the train station, a little girl with frizzy dark hair that barely reaches your shoulders, pinned back with a silver clip. You lug along a suitcase that’s almost as large as you, a suitcase that you insisted you were big enough to carry all by yourself. You bite your lip and chew on it as you stagger into the station and away from everything you have ever known. Those silly blo...

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“"The Moon and the Stars"” by IM SALAZAR

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You wake up--- labored breathing, droplets of sweat make you dewy; you look around to see if it were all a dream. Was it all just a dream? * * * * * * * * Her face is beautiful. The light’s rays dance across her pale skin, her lips thin into a smile, you watch her as she watches you watch her and the only sound for miles is her soft, almost uttered laughter. Then she throws her head back in laughter and looks at you with eyes of defiance, kisses your nose, and falls into the feathered fields and disappears. You panic, searching fo...

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“You've Arrived” by Colin Leap

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The faint light from your alarm clock casts your cluttered bedside table in a red glow. As you watch the blocky numbers shift from 3:59 to 4:00. The alarm itself—a noisy, dinging, vibrating affair—won’t go off for another half hour, but you throw back your bedspread and rise anyway. After unplugging your alarm to keep it from going off later you cross the room in two silent strides. Your desk sits before you, empty but for a set of clothes. Here the faint light from the window makes everything appear only as shapes and outlines in varying ...

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“An Eight Hour Flight” by Charlie Hunt

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You set your bag down at your gate for your flight back to New York. This is it: you finally got here. You didn’t think this week would ever end. “Alright then,” Thomas says, his hands buried in his pockets as he stands awkwardly next to his girlfriend, Suzie, behind you. “I guess this is goodbye.” “I guess so,” you reply, turning around to see two of your best friends there to bid you farewell. Thomas and Suzie came through security so they could go with you to your gate. “Amy, I’m really sorry about everything,” Suzie tells you, resting...

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“A Break from Reality” by Kyle Smith

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The first pangs of guilt had struck him months ago, and he had done his best to ignore them as they came in waves. Certain moments - a particularly affectionate exchange, a show of love, triggered this guilt he was burdened with. Most of the time he wouldn’t acknowledge it, store it in his conscience for a later date, but as the date grew closer these feelings kept him up at night. He lay awake, pondering the future and regretting the past. All of these memories flooded back in a flurry of thoughts as the car slowed and made its way ...

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“Train Ride” by Jasmine Lew

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Suitcase in hand, you head for the train station. You’ve finally saved up enough money to get far away, far enough at least, from him. All you have to do is take the first step, literally. There are only 30 minutes left until the train arrives. You try not to tear up at the reason that you want to leave. You instead try to focus on anything else, seeing imaginary cloud rust like figures on the old metal. Or focus on the fact that you’re pretty sure that you just saw a guy throw a water bottle into the trash instead of the recycle b...

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“NEW GIRL IN THE CITY” by Anchal .

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"You had been feeling it for awhile now ----that sense of awakening.There is a gentle rage simmering inside you,and it is getting stronger by the day.You will hold it close to yourself---you will nurture it and let it grow.you won't let anyone take it away from you . It is the rocket fuel and finally,you are going places.You can feel it down to your very core --this is your time.You will not only climb mountains ---you will move them too". This words kept on featuring again and again in your mind .You put all your faith in yoursel...

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“The Train” by Kaileigh Deacon

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It’s not often you make a clear and concise decision, but today you did. Pen in hand you scribble a few lines down on a piece of paper, feeling the smooth glide of a new pen on clean paper. Capping the pen you take one last look around before picking up the bag at your feet. This is was the moment, just like the moment of a movie, and there was no turning back now. Suitcase in hand, you pull the door tightly behind you. He won’t realize what’s happened until it’s too late.You’ll be on the train and there won’t be any coming back. A cab...

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“THE ATTIC” by Mary Swearingen

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As you climb the stairs to the old attic, your nostrils fill with a familiar old smell—that sweet, stuffy smell of the integration of people's lives and the passage of time. Blended aromas of all the families who lived in the old house, each leaving their mark, their unique scent, be it from the food they cooked or the soap they used. And somehow attics give refuge to the past better than any other section of a house. You look at the boxes stacked against the attic walls. Boxes containing hundreds, perhaps thousands, of memories - ph...

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“Leaving” by Julia Lechear

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Suitcase in hand, you head to the station. “It’s better this way.” You remind yourself, “She’ll be better off.” Reality snaps back into focus as you find yourself passing through the doors of the bus station, as if your body were on autopilot the whole way. The whole scene before you is dreary, as if the world has been washed in grey. The few, exhausted people there are slumped in chairs that are falling apart. Walking across a stain marked floor, you walk up to a booth and ask for a ticket. “Where to?” The man ask...

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Suitcase in hand, you head to the station.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 188 stories

“You” by K.M. Hotzel

“The Burden” by Justin Chou

“The Locked Room” by Aerturnus Noktis

“Orbit” by Elizabeth Doornbos

“My Dear Suitcase” by Jaykrishnan Ranjit

“The Blouse Hope” by Debbie Em

“"The Moon and the Stars"” by IM SALAZAR

“You've Arrived” by Colin Leap

“An Eight Hour Flight” by Charlie Hunt

“A Break from Reality” by Kyle Smith

“Train Ride” by Jasmine Lew

“NEW GIRL IN THE CITY” by Anchal .

“The Train” by Kaileigh Deacon

“THE ATTIC” by Mary Swearingen

“Leaving” by Julia Lechear

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As you check your mail, you notice a letter that makes you stop in your tracks.

"Just say it," you silently reminded yourself. You knew you'd regret it if you didn't.

You looked out the window and, not for the first time, thought about how wrong the weather forecast had been.

You check the time. Perfect. As intended, you've arrived fashionably late.

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