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“One Bold Shot” by ◦•●◉✿ 𝓑𝓵𝔁𝔁𝓲𝓲 ✿◉●•◦

Content Warning: Murder. It was 1963. I remember those four numbers clearly. The day was just the perfect day for a kill.  I was just a little kid. Couldn’t have been more than 7. I was walking with my Dad down the road of Dealey Plaza. We were trying to find an ice cream place.  So far, no luck. Of course, we couldn’t just pull out our phones and look it up on Google Ma...

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“Carry Me Away” by ◦•●◉✿ 𝓑𝓵𝔁𝔁𝓲𝓲 ✿◉●•◦

Submitted to Contest #78

I live alone. Not with anyone else. I live alone in my comfy little cottage, which is always warm and cozy. No one lives near me, I have acres of land that I don’t use. I like to sit in my cottage while drinking hot coco by the fireplace. It’s where I best come up with my ideas. My ideas for what, you may ask. My ideas for writing.  Now, one particular day, I was sitting by the fire, drinking hot coco and typing o...

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“For You” by ◦•●◉✿ 𝓑𝓵𝔁𝔁𝓲𝓲 ✿◉●•◦

Submitted to Contest #77

“Wake up, Ivan!” The voice of my mom floated over to me, disturbing my wonderful dream. I groan and stuff the pillow over my head. Couldn’t I have finished that dream before Mom awoke me? Now, I was never going to be able to find and resume that dream. Sighing, I stumbled out of bed and brushed my teeth. While doing so, I walked to my window, my eyes widening.  There was white fluffy substance everywhere. I scream...

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“The Truth Hurts” by ◦•●◉✿ 𝓑𝓵𝔁𝔁𝓲𝓲 ✿◉●•◦

I remember the day clearly. The day how my Mom found out that Dad was cheating on her.“Why Mom? Why didn’t Dad tell you he had another wife?” I had asked. A stupid question you might say, but not for my three-year-old brain.“Because,” Mom had softly said. “The truth hurts.” I remembered what Mom said. I went to my room and wrote in squiggly handwriting:The truth hurts.Every day I stared at it. Every day I understood more of it. Because every day, the truth hurts.“Why couldn’t...

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“Emma Rinders” by ◦•●◉✿ 𝓑𝓵𝔁𝔁𝓲𝓲 ✿◉●•◦

Submitted to Contest #76

“Emma, you are to be given just a few months for you to complete this mission.” A low voice jolts me from my sleep.“Whazzuh?” I ask, confused. I had only just gone to bed when something hit me-I assume a tranquilizing dart. “You might be wondering: ‘Why me? Why not someone else?’ I chose wisely.” The low voice rumbled. I couldn’t find the words to express my feelings, but when I did, I found it hard to say them. Oh, stop being so childish, Emma. Just quickly get over with it.“I-I don’t understand…” ...

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“Just 10 Days” by ◦•●◉✿ 𝓑𝓵𝔁𝔁𝓲𝓲 ✿◉●•◦

Submitted to Contest #74

Day one: I remember the day, clear as day. As if it just happened. The day I discovered how many days I discovered how many days I have left, to live. In the world I live in, at the age of 18, we discover how many days we have left to live. I didn’t yet know how many days I had left to live. I feared, yet yearned for that one day. December 21st. I feared that I would only have a day or two left to live. I...

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“Mission” by ◦•●◉✿ 𝓑𝓵𝔁𝔁𝓲𝓲 ✿◉●•◦

Please keep in mind-this is only a part 1. Thanks. “Aiden, please go clean your room. It’s getting very messy and I can’t clean it up for you every single time.” Mom commanded. “Aww, c’mon mom!” I complained. “Er…I don’t know what that is. But your eyes have been glued to the screen for nearly the whole day.” “That’s the point! To pass time!” I retorted. “Well...

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“Tallys” by ◦•●◉✿ 𝓑𝓵𝔁𝔁𝓲𝓲 ✿◉●•◦

Submitted to Contest #74

   “The first tally mark ever! How exciting.” Baby Brianna exclaimed. “Mom, I’ve picked up a hobby of adding a tally mark every day! My goal is to keep this going for as long as I can. Then, I’m going to count my tally marks.”    Hope soared in her chest at the thought of tallying marks for her whole life. She’d be the first ever person, too!    “That’s nice, hon. Although, you can’t possibly sit right by that paper and wait for the day to pass by, can you? Perhaps draw ...

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