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Write a story about someone breaking a long family tradition.

Posted in Angst on Oct 26, 2022

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Beautiful Baby Girl

Submitted to Contest #57

“Darling, must we walk all this way? I am going to be late for my travels and have no time for your antics.” Rafael moaned, not even minutes after he complained of sore feet.“This will take no more than a moment of your life,” Eliza responded while leading her husband down the paths she knew by heart. The soil felt like silk along her feet as she hummed the tune the wind was carrying.“Are you sure you should be walking so far? You shouldn’t be moving so much while the baby is close.” Rafael poked while looking back at the town, which was not...

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One Too Many Hands in the Bowl

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Do you ever just get that urge to smash something? The feeling that you simply have to grab the nearest breakable object and send it careening towards the hardest available surface with as much force as you can possibly muster? You imagine it colliding violently with the floor, the wall, the counter; you see it shatter into a million tiny fragments, destroyed beyond any hope of repair.  No? That’s alright. My mother wouldn’t have understood it either, which is why I was forced to resort to some very desperate measures after I became th...

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Studying in the Darkness

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Authors note: This title was suggested to me by Amany sayed. Thanks i liked the title a lot.Previous title: The Girl Who StudiedThe ritual of child marriage was very bad. Girls used to get married at a very young age and weren’t even allowed to study. These girls were expected to do house chores. The same thing happened with a girl who had exceptional intelligence. She was very good at maths and science but after her marriage she was not allowed to study. It was only two days since she had come. Her stuff was still being moved to her n...

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Her Name is Eleanor (Afra and Gervassi cont.)

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Gervassi’s head filled with static as the doctor was speaking. Five minutes earlier, he had sat down in the waiting room of the Trauma Center and hoped for the best, not daring to look at anyone else. He was too afraid their gaze would betray all the things he didn’t want to believe. The accident had been terrible, he knew that much, but what was worse was the feeling that he had caused it. After all, he was the one who told Eleanor to leave. He should have known better than to let her go alone, especially when she was in such a bad state. A...

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Spin like the Lilies (Part 2/2)

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Author’s note- All songs here were written by yours truly! Hope you enjoy! My personal favorite song that I have ever written is Spin Like The Lilies which is what inspired this story’s two parts. I, Merielle Olympe, am a troublemaker. I have gotten in detention three hundred and seventeen times in my whole school career, have been evicted out of classrooms at least five times a year, and have broken thousands of rules while cheerfully jamming to Blackout on my prized headphones. Yet, there’s always been one rule that I didn’t break. A rul...

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The New York Window

Submitted to Contest #57

Mamma throws open the window, blasting hot air into our apartment. She twists the knob on the radio, and Italian music threads its way onto the gray streets of New York. Abruptly losing all self-control, she breaks into a dance. Hips swaying, fingers snapping, lips humming. Her mouth forms the unfamiliar lyrics like she has heard the song all her life.  Wrapping an apron around herself, she bounces over to the kitchen, inhaling sweet fruit and salty nuts. The oven opens, and I spy my favorite dessert on a rusted metal tray. Delicately ...

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My Rock

Submitted to Contest #57

His alarm woke him up before sunrise. There were clouds in the sky, a frown on his face, and misery in the air. He tried once again to place the strange smell in his room, maybe his son had been eating chips in there? No, that wasn’t it. It smelled like garlic and something stronger, but what? He got out of his king-sized bed, washed his face, shaved, brushed his teeth, showered, slapped himself on the face, and smiled at his reflection in the mirror. Anything to stay awake, to function, to go on living. It was Sunday, his day off. Usually...

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The Return of the Usa

Submitted to Contest #57

Tanna Island, Vanuatu, Southwestern Pacific “They came from the sky.” The legendary tale always started the same way. No matter how many times he heard it, Kailani always felt a delightful shiver of expectation when the story began; the story of the mysterious gods, the Usa, and their miraculous visit to Tanna all those years ago. This year, Kailani would be listening to the ceremonial telling of the account even more attentively than usual, given what he was planning to do the following day. The secret he held close to his hear...

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Sunday Dinners

Submitted to Contest #57

 I remember taking a cart away from an older woman, who was putting her groceries in her trunk, so she didn’t have to walk it back. Wrapping my hands around the handlebar, without the workers having sprayed it down first.           I remember strolling the produce aisles, shopping for Sunday dinner, placing the sweet potatoes directly in the cart as to not waste the plastic bags. That’s where I ran into an old friend.           ...

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Dawn Breaks Open With a Blood Red Sun - The Four Moon Cycles Part Two

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Rhyvahr wandered through the Hestina Los night market, picking through the rings and accessories at several stalls. However, there was nothing that struck his fancy.He missed his jewellery and clothing back at the palace.He had been travelling around for weeks and never stayed at one place for too long. So, as much as he disliked wearing the same outfit more than once, lugging around all that clothing would be inconvenient.Rhyvahr shivered when a breeze ran past him – bone-chilling.He dropped the emerald ring he had been examining, looking a...

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Zamora Part 1: Lunar Mission

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I yawned deeply and turned to my side. I spotted my giant calendar hanging on two pins. My clothes from yesterday were lying on the floor looking rather forlorn. My markers were scattered on my study desk and I little piece of paper with my name written in different fonts. That must be from the day before yesterday when I was bored so I wrote my name to see which fonts it looked best in. I slowly got up and cuddled my silk pillow – It’s the one I got for my birthday. Another day in Zamora I grabbed the paper and stared at it for a couple of ...

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Indescribable Like or Love? Part 3

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“Ben I-” I say as I start leaning toward him..I’m going to suck up my pride and do it. He looks at me with raised eyebrows, confused..then I guess he gets the gist and his eyes soften. He leans in just a little..and- *Ring- Ring- Ring*…..*Ring- Ring- Ring* That annoying noise, rings from the counter ruining the mood, again. I bite my lip and pull away. We haven’t kissed at all since that day, and I don’t know why but I want him to do it again..its been 3 days..and we’ve been awkwardly trying to figure out our feelings for one another. “Sorry...

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Golden Embers

Submitted to Contest #57

Hania started to walk through the crowded streets, her bag starting to sag by her side. It contained only the essentials for life on the run - some food, money, stationary in case she needed to contact anyone, and a small dagger with the inscription sangvis aqvā densior est. Blood is thicker than water. It was a phrase that had defined Hania’s life for so long, on a weapon that had meant so much to her. At first, Hania hadn't wanted to bring along her dagger, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized she needed it. She re...

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A Risk Worth Taking

Submitted to Contest #57

The black limousine pulled out of the spacious driveway, turning on to Sunstone Avenue. Inside were four people: The driver, Mr. Blackwell, and his wife and daughter. From the outside, they were a rich and happy family. But in truth, there was no love between them. Mr. Blackwell might have been incredibly rich, but as the saying goes, “Money can’t buy happiness.” The family was currently headed to a big party for Olivea Madden’s graduation. The Maddens had been family friends of the Blackwells for years. They had money as well, because as Mr...

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Changing The Waters

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   Waters women have roots all the way back to America in the mid 1600s. The oldest known Waters was a woman named Isabel Waters. She was a strange woman of few words, and the other women of the small town on the coast of North Carolina had theories about her.     Isabel was widowed by her husband Thomas Waters at a young age. She had an amazing ability to reason. She was the only one able to reason with a notorious trouble maker around town named Fredrick White. Fredrick also happened to be best friend’s w...

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