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“Paradise Lost” by Fern Everton

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CW: Light profanity, descriptions of a car crash, and themes of death (very literally) Contrary to popular belief, being Death isn’t rocket science; a mortal reaches their time, you collect their soul, figure out where they’re supposed to go, and move on. They cry, scream, curse you out, but it dissolves into white noise over the millennia. You’re not all too special when you’re dead; you’re just another corpse in an overpriced box. “Cristelle Tren, 26, dead via a car wreck on the Garden State Parkway.” I mutter the name off my endles...

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“Paradise Lost” by Rozmarin Ideas

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Fierhen was a small fishing town, not far from the northern coast of Sweden, yet very far from everything else. It was founded a mere eighty-five years before its last inhabitant died, by a small group of settlers that had been driven out their homes by a tempest.The storm had been of such magnitude and violence that it was more akin to a scourge, a typhoon with all the fury of a scorned goddess. It tore down houses and ripped trees out by their roots, making mockery of all that stood to oppose it. The survivors never forgot that rage....

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“Paradise Lost in Middle Earth” by Philip Alexander

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It was a damp night in the village of Bree, the moon shone brightly in the west casting a light over the crown of Weathertop, which was drenched in rain and mud. All of the inhabitants of Bree, men, and hobbits, slept quietly like gravestones except some who snored raucously, and hardly cared whether they woke up the neighbours or the fattened ponies in the stables. The village was bordered by overgrown hedges protecting the sleepy inhabitants from unwanted visitors, one of which, s...

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“Paradise Lost” by Paul Littler

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Please be aware, this story contains references to the aftermath of natural disasters. NowDavid Brevda paced the polished marble floor of his East 79th Street gallery. Huge sheets of paper, taped to the towering plate glass windows, shielded him and Marina Anderberg’s new works from the gawkers. She hadn’t yet arrived, and tonight, of all nights, he needed her in the flesh. He checked his phone, nothing. He could feel the ulcer gnawing away at his guts. Why...

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“Yes, I Have Ghosts” by David Pampu

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Once upon a time I was a broken bird with frayed, graying feathers that found itself imprisoned in a golden cage. At some point I began to believe that flying was wrong. To protect my heart I entered the prison of my own free will; after all, it was surely to my benefit not to fly when the ground is so very hard. Yet my spirit became uneasy; my wings hung limp at the bars of my cage— when I said flying is wrong I believed it. I was naive. As if in answer to a silent plea, I am no longer alone in my golden prison; a pair of gloved hands, whit...

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“Paradise Lost” by Jack Sanger - Author

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Paradise Lost In these days of tribulation, when to throw oneself upon the vagaries of the ocean, beyond the fall of civilisation and the reach of marauding guns and gangs, offers a greater chance of survival than to be anchored on land, I recount the following tale. I am no hero, no old sea dog embellishing some insignificant adventure with lurid detail to accord status upon myself. The description of events contained herein is as factual as I can muster, despite their decidedly inexplicable subject matter. It is a plain s...

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“Paradise Lost ” by Александра Ковальчук

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Yellow tulips. Thin stems. The dew still on their petals. He remembers them. He remembers that she gave them to him. For no reason at all. A warm smile and eyes sparkling with happiness. How could he lose her? People like that are once for a lifetime. He remembers: The quiet town, where events don't happen often, was flooded with sunlight that day. Two rings that were waiting for their time shimmered in the soft rays, and two hearts beat moderately hard, which did not prevent them from beating in time."Yes," it sounded consonant.That day end...

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“Paradise lost in me” by Maria Wright

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I remember the days when everything was carefree. Playing outside while my dad and uncle cooked on the grill, my grandpa and my older uncles played dominoes and spades, while my mom and my aunties catches up with the latest stories happening in thier lives giggling and sipping a cold refreshing iced tea or lemonade. It was the greatest pastime, looking back I wouldn't of changed a thing until I became a teen and too big for my britches that nothing else mattered but getting out of the house, away from my parents, and my family. "Don't you wa...

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“Paradise Lost” by Mary Mack

Submitted to Contest #248

Everyone thinks I don’t go into the lake because I fear water. In a sense that’s true, I do fear water. In particular, this water: Seneca Lake — the longest and deepest of the Finger Lakes. But not because I’m afraid I’ll drown, I’m actually a very good swimmer. I don’t go into the lake because I know what’s down there and they do not. So, here, on the south shore of the lake, I sit and watch small white waves roll in while other people swim. The clear and deep, chilly blue waters of the ominous lake are not for me. Nor, I suppose, not for C...

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“Paradise Lost” by Joy O'Sleibhte

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I run my hand over my stomach, uncomfortably stretched in my eighth month of pregnancy. It seems like the only noticeable thing about me, these days. According to my family, my church, my school, my everyone, I’m just a suitcase for a child people pray will turn out better than I have. Literally. I’ve heard Mama say those words, eyes clamped shut, clutching her crucifix. My thighs stick together in the sweltering heat of the cramped sanctuary. The windows of the little Catholic church are dragged up a few inches, but the muggy breeze th...

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“Paradise Lost” by Lisa Pais

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Paradise LostBy Lisa Pais“Unfortunately, there is no mistake,” she said, closing the file. Her tone was gentle, soothing and she placed the black folio with the embossed gold monogram to the side of the desk with the appropriate degree of solemnity required for such an occasion.“It can’t be,” said Frank. He sat back, dropping his head into his hands.“I’m so sorry. I wish there was something I could do.” A box resembling a cigar humidor had been sitting unattended on the desk. The woman reached for it now, opened it and withdrew a small silve...

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“Paradise Lost” by Carina Caccia

Submitted to Contest #248

Reality wasn’t real when she did it; it was cold and empty. People don’t understand that, though, do they? Reality wasn’t real when she did it; it was a phantom of sorts, absurd in its stubbornness like a little boy declaring himself to be a doctor. Why? Because your father’s white dress shirt reaches your knees? And where’d you get that stethoscope? Did Daddy give it to you?Reality wasn’t real when Rachel did it. The knife, sure, it felt tangible, but this too was just another absurdity. She’d adjusted her grip on the handle, laughing at th...

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“Paradise Lost” by Mel Kennedy

Submitted to Contest #248

The sun - a red sun, it turns the sand the colour of blood. Red, the colour of blood. Blood, the warm liquid that ran down her hands and arms the day the raiders came. A blood soaked world. She doesn’t like the colour red. She walks steadily down an old highway, eyes shielded by a worn out baseball cap. Her hands are covered with solid leather gloves, a long, torn jacket protecting her body despite the unbearable heat. Her clothes have seen better days. How many people have worn them before her? Judging by the claw marks, a fair ...

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“Paradise Lost” by Zinat Abdullah

Submitted to Contest #248

In the heart of the South Pacific, where cerulean waters stretched to infinity and palm trees whispered secrets to the wind, lay a hidden heaven. Its name was whispered only by those who had glimpsed its shores—a name that held the promise of eternal bliss: Eden Isle. The island was a symphony of colour. Azure skies melted into turquoise seas, and golden sands cradled the feet of wanderers. The air smelled of salt and hibiscus, and the sun painted freckles on the skin of those who dared to linger. Birds with iridescent plumage danced through...

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“Paradise Lost - Love Falling” by Nate Barker

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John Love stepped forward and he was falling. That step, those sixteen inches, which, on any given day, would carry him from one room in his apartment to another, became the stride over a threshold into another world. Falling. The blurring sheen of The Towers sped by. A forest of steel and glass brilliance that had housed all his desires. Sliver trunks, with crowning tops of refuge and carnality, kissed where the sky met the blue. Their roots, deep in the ground and the past, were lost in the brown of The Fogs below, where a mass of humanity...

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Write a story titled 'Paradise Lost'.

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✍️ 70 stories

“Paradise Lost” by Fern Everton

“Paradise Lost” by Rozmarin Ideas

“Paradise Lost in Middle Earth” by Philip Alexander

“Paradise Lost” by Paul Littler

“Yes, I Have Ghosts” by David Pampu

“Paradise Lost” by Jack Sanger - Author

“Paradise Lost ” by Александра Ковальчук

“Paradise lost in me” by Maria Wright

“Paradise Lost” by Mary Mack

“Paradise Lost” by Joy O'Sleibhte

“Paradise Lost” by Lisa Pais

“Paradise Lost” by Carina Caccia

“Paradise Lost” by Mel Kennedy

“Paradise Lost” by Zinat Abdullah

“Paradise Lost - Love Falling” by Nate Barker

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