Write a story that includes the line “We’re just too different.”

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“An Eternity With You” by Karley Greene

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How could you not think it’s beautiful? The afternoon sun reflecting off the pale stone walls. Although, it was probably a little too bright for your bleak blue eyes. How did you not think it was beautiful? Everyday you walked through the courtyard where the sounds of voices danced and bounced off the walls. Everyday your feet stepped on these slick, smooth stones. How were you not enthralled by the galaxy encapsulated by each stepping stone? After every long night, you stepped into the old creaky elevator. How were you not comforted by the ...

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“‘We ARE just too different,’” by Naalaa Ishan Saeed

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A tingling sensation bubbled up inside me. My heart pounded against my chest like a sea of rocky waves crashing against a cliff. I could not show any emotion, there were too many tossing around my stomach like butterflies. My eyes widened and my peeling lips stretched into a hearty smile. My strawberry blonde hair blew onto my face. The abrupt rush of cold wind slammed onto my reddened cheeks, and my scarf fluttered in the breeze. Standing a mere few feet away from me was the very quixotic yet exhilarating dream of my lifetime, wrapp...

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“My brother goose” by Johnny Fist

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In a small village, where people live calm, peaceful life, one farmer had a barn. Not big, but not small. He had cows, sheep, horses, chickens and geese, and some other animals, who spend their lives in the same way, as farmer did. Day was going after night, and night after day. But once happened one situation, that changed this peaceful way of living in the barn. One chicken gave a birth two living beings. As you can understand, they both hatched from eggs. And the thing is, that one of her children were a chicken and another one – goos...

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“Someone like you” by Ray Paltoo

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Someone like you By Raymond Paltoo Life was perfect, he reflected, watching the two children playing in the sandbox. There were other children in the playground of course, but for him, there existed only the two who belonged to him. The boy was four and the girl had just turned three. At the moment they were completely absorbed in their tasks. His daughter’s face was a study in concentration as she made her sand pies. His son was revving up his toy trucks with all his force up and down the little sand hills he had constructed, enjoying the...

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“The Scrutator” by Josh T

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Josie stood over the body, adrenaline coursing through her veins. He’s just a kid, she thought as she bent down to check for a pulse. Satisfied the boy was still breathing, she took a step back and wiped the sweat from her forehead, trying to process what had just happened. She had been assigned that morning to patrol a neighborhood nicknamed “the castle”. A three-square-mile block of perfectly manicured homes and businesses, it had earned the nickname because of the fortress-like walls that surrounded most of its wealthy inhabit...

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“Losing You” by Mazie Maris

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***This story contains sensitive information regarding infant loss and substance abuse.*** They sat on opposite ends of the blue couch. Arms crossed. Eyes laser focused straight ahead. “We’re just too different,” he said. I laughed. Out loud. I didn’t mean to, and it was terribly unprofessional, but hearing these words while staring at two people so alike that they even pouted the same way was some sort of seriously whacked out therapy irony. Her brow furrowed and her eyes narrowed, offended by my laugh. “I’m sorry,” I apologize...

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“Not so Different from Each Other” by Kaitlyn Wadsworth

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My mum Elizabeth is not as she seems. On the surface she appears to be a sensible, prim and rather opinionated lady. Her sense of what is right and what is wrong is voiced whenever she sees anything not as it should be. But underneath her desire to be virtuous, lurks a cheeky sense of humour.Even though her short term memory is fading, she is a fund of funny stories from her past. One such tale revealed a naughty side to my mother. Wicked as well as hilarious.George found this out to his surprise. Long had he complained about the outlook in ...

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“We’re just too different” by Maria Alexandra

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* We’re just too different. The bright green of the message box remained stuck like a fog on my eyes. Only when they dried out did I see the text underneath: “You can no longer message this user”. Surely I couldn’t love you in the hang-out-all-the-time way, and that made our connection different. I cared about you more than about anyone else, but I wouldn’t pick up the phone every time you’d call. I had for you the kind of love that stayed in the shadows. Weeks later, I’d type in my notes We’re just too different and stare at...

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“Couples Therapy ” by Brittany Lucas

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It's magic hour in Brooklyn on a muggy Friday night and I can feel the month of May settling in. I sit stationary on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a bath towel, eating fruit from a glass bowl as the room's silence washes over me like a cold wave. I stare at the bouquet of flowers Paul bought me two weeks ago. They look wilted and dry and several petals have fallen off the stems. Considering they've been dead for several days, I'm surprised neither one of us has thrown them out. I walk to the desk and toss the flowers in the garbage, placin...

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“"We're just too different"” by Odile Glatz

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“We’re just too different” Chantal and Joe met on an Ash Wednesday in college back in the nineties. From the moment Joe saw Chantal at a table still wearing the ashes on her forehead, he was intrigued. Joe had been palling around with a girl named Mena, who he was trying hard not to suspect of liking him more than as a friend. Joe also had a girlfriend Sabrina at a distant college who he visited once or twice a semester. Chantal was different from the other...

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“Going home ” by Brandon Summers

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“We could stay here, how much money you got left?” My friend Kevin says as we walk down under the Venice sign in Venice Beach. Sedate, he looks around taking in his first time in Los Angeles, but not California. The heroin has something to do with his leisurely manner. “I don’t have much, a few hundred.” I speak. “I have about the same, but we could make it work. Stay here?” He says this in a joking manner but with a hint of seriousness. I scoff first and then say, “Eh, these fucking desert people, sometimes I think we’re just too different....

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“Teach Me How to Grow Up” by Sway Dodson

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Content Warning: mentions of domestic violence, postpartum depression, anger issues, substance abuse Something in my brain shifted when he slammed his glass on the table and shouted “grow up!” He continued speaking, a blur of angry expressions and fists hitting the table. My head was swimming, ears ringing, like my hearing had been knocked out. I was more focused on the glass, a gift I’d gotten him as an inside joke: world’s best teacher. He chipped the rim with his temper tantrum. Every pound to the wood made the whiskey slosh and...

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“Upon Reflection” by Jed Cope

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“We’re just too different.” I stand there and watch his lips move and I hear the words, but the words don’t come from his mouth, they come from mine. I stand there and I stare into those eyes of his. We remain like that for the longest of times and then I cry. And so does he. Eventually, I shake myself and splash cold water onto my face and I leave him there, in the bathroom. I know I’ll see him every morning, same time and same place. That’s our arrangement. He’s always waiting for me. He thinks he’s me, but that’s...

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“Cracks in My Reflection in the Mirror ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

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So, have you ever looked into a mirror and say to your reflection, “We are just too different?” Well, that’s where I am at right now. I can’t describe it, but something gets into my head and just like that I am no longer in control. That’s what I’m going to tell them when my lawyer comes in with some social worker to find out why I killed my boss, Mr. Saunders. There are things we cannot explain. This social worker will try to claim it was a fit of rage, but I know better. Yes sir, I know better. ...

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“Bro Code” by April Jin

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“Ladies and gentlemen, we will soon begin our descent into San Francisco International Airport--”I jolt awake after ten hours of no rest. My wife is shaking my arm. “Wake up!” Her voice buzzes a few decibels below the airline announcement and above the whirring engines. “We’re landing.”“I know!” I grouse; my old bones groan as I shift in my seat. “I’m not deaf!”She ignores me, folding the indigo blanket of polyester on her lap, her face a perennial scowl. The back of her seat bounces up with a thud. “And straight up your chair!” she add...

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Write a story that includes the line “We’re just too different.”

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✍️ 67 stories

“An Eternity With You” by Karley Greene

“‘We ARE just too different,’” by Naalaa Ishan Saeed

“My brother goose” by Johnny Fist

“Someone like you” by Ray Paltoo

“The Scrutator” by Josh T

“Losing You” by Mazie Maris

“Not so Different from Each Other” by Kaitlyn Wadsworth

“We’re just too different” by Maria Alexandra

“Couples Therapy ” by Brittany Lucas

“"We're just too different"” by Odile Glatz

“Going home ” by Brandon Summers

“Teach Me How to Grow Up” by Sway Dodson

“Upon Reflection” by Jed Cope

“Cracks in My Reflection in the Mirror ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

“Bro Code” by April Jin

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