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“Grey Eyes” by ✰ 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ✰

*Possible Trigger Warning*: Death The rain trickles down the window, gathering in small pools on the window ledge. The dandelion gold school bus pulls to a stop. The breaks screech loudly, roaring over the chatter of the students. More children rush onto the bus, puddles of water in tow. I shift my backpack to cover the seat beside me.  Sometimes, I just want to be al...

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“Beatrice” by ✰ 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ✰

Submitted to Contest #89

    Your mother said it was stupid, this excursion of yours, this leap of faith. She said you would go broke; you would live the rest of your days in poverty.      You disagreed.     She swore never to give you a penny if you run into financial problems.     You were alright with that, for she never helped you anyway. After packing your luggage, you left and never looked back once. <...

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“Infraction Record: Doyle, Florence” by ✰ 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ✰

Please note that the following story is told in Infraction Slips under the file of Florence H. Doyle at Greenwood Middle. Thank you for reading.                 —————————— Date: April 5, 2021 Name: Florence Doyle Teacher, Subject: Mr. Harrold, Head of School Infraction: Interruption of Assembly  Punishment:

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“Mr. William’s Wandering Bus Service” by ✰ 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ✰

Submitted to Contest #87

    My thighs cling to the plastic seats of Mr. William’s Wandering Bus Service bus as we swerve around on-coming traffic. I lean closer to the window and look out. I notice the hills slowly leveling out. The terrain repeats itself, field after field. I’m in Kansas. Just eight-or-so more hours of sweating my make-up off, and I will be standing in the air-conditioned hotel. I chew my lip with anticipatio...

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“I Am Fire and Rain” by ✰ 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ✰

Submitted to Contest #86

I watched, my head resting on my hands, as the candle flickered. The fire danced. It’s strange how something so powerful can be so beautiful. How can it consume everything in its path, yet still glow with a warm passion?    I waved my hand over the flame, it caresed my fingers, warmth trickled through them.   “I’m getting worried about you,” A tall, slender girl approached my desk. She moved a pile of laundry off the chair beside me and sat down.   “Go away, Jetta. I d...

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“Dear Primrose” by ✰ 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ✰

Submitted to Contest #79

Dear Primrose,   Do you remember that time in sixth grade when we stayed up until twilight, the sun just peeking over the horizon, ready to warm the familiar suburban city? We stared up at the sky for hours, hoping we might happen to catch a glimpse of the dazzling meteor shower we knew was happening above us.   You leaned back on the picnic blanket and stared at the sky. We created a make-shift campsite on your porch for the special occasion.   &n...

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“It Kind Of Tasted Like... Cinnamon?” by ✰ 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ✰

Submitted to Contest #71

It kinda tasted like… Cinnamon? But she was allergic, it couldn't have been that. I stared at the table, wishing it would magically show me the recipe. Stupid reality. Sometimes it would be better to be in a book. Unlike most grandmothers, my grandmother was a terrible cook. One time, she tried to make toast and set her kitchen on fire. She was that bad. But she always did have a way to make things right. It’s not like her cookie was that good, it was pretty nasty in fact, but the memories...

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“Elia Wilkins, Falsely Accused of Murder” by ✰ 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ✰

Submitted to Contest #70

EliaA body laid sprawled out on the ground in front of me. A dagger tumbled out of my hand and clattered to the ground. I stood there, shocked, my face turned ghost white. I heard sirens wailing in the distance, but I couldn’t move. I stared at the body of my best friend and watched the blood run down his forehead. A cop grabbed my arms and held them firmly behind my back. I couldn’t argue, I couldn’t speak. My mouth felt like all the life had been sucked out of it. All the words, thoughts, and musi...

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“Would You Like To Proceed?” by ✰ 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ✰

Submitted to Contest #69

I clicked the mouse on my keyboard and the screen lit up in a royal blue.  Would you like to proceed? The screen said, its snotty attitude rubbing my misfortune in my face. No, I don't want to “proceed”. I would do anything to get out of doing this. I couldn’t bear to face my family. My breath shook as I moved the mouse away from the button. I couldn’t do this. I wasn’t strong enough.  H...

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“When The Sun Rises But Never Sets” by ✰ 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ✰

Submitted to Contest #68

   This was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, at least that's what They said.   I stared at the window of my pod. All I could see was the hazy green air filled the room, like it had my entire life. Like it had for the past million years, except today, it was even worse. A red light flicked on and off above me. This was the last five minutes on Earth and I was spending it in a stuffy pod filled with recycled air. The same air that I would be br...

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