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I DID IT!!!! I MADE ALL 5 STORIES FOR ALL 5 PROMPTS!!!! ENJOY!!!!! THIS IS DEDICATED TO CELESTE AND UGOCHI N. CHECK THEM OUT!!!!! I didn't know. I swear I didn't know. You believe me, don't you? You don't even know what I did yet, how could you? You're innocent. Not privy to the horrible knowledge that I am. I'm writing this to you because I have done a horrible thing. Please don't tell anyone what I've done. Please don't make me hurt you in return. You won't think me evil, no, not after you've heard it. The whole story. Not to forgiv...
"Yield already!" He stood no chance against me. This was the final test before the games. I was the only one good enough. Or at least better than everyone else. I had him in a leglock, choking the living breath out of him, and the bastard wasn't even yielding. He'd rather die than win the Hunger Games. Finally, he tapped my leg in submission, and I withdrew."Amazing, as usual, Ginger. Your sister would've been proud." Ugh, everyone brought up my sister whenever they were around me. It was like her honorable performance dampened everything I ...
"Ms. Williams. The rest of the board has already voted. What is your decision?" The resonant voice of Head Ruler Avery echoed through the halls. Felicity Williams, a new member of the board, sat there in indecision. The majority vote was tempting, as it would grant her more respect among the Council of Rulers, but she couldn't. It wasn't right.Her mind kept spiraling, around and around in circles. Felicity couldn't breathe. Could she condemn billions of children to a life of mind control? The decision in question, which had been so blandly i...
"She's not giving us anything!" The voices of the Demogor crowded around me. They had been torturing me for who knows how long, with all manner of pain inflicted upon my soul. First, they'd lashed me with their long whips of fire. I still had the scar on my collarbone because of them. Then, they'd threatened my family. I was pretty sure that that threat had no merit, as my family was the most powerful enchanters known to men and creatures. Still, they were ruthless invaders and plunderers, so who's to say who would win?"Of course I'm not mak...
Submitted to Contest #70
I woke up in the morning, the cold stinging my bare arms. I shivered but didn't make any attempt to warm myself, to pull a blanket over me. All warmth was gone in my life, so why pretend. The water that ran above my bed flew here and there in torrents which I couldn't see, but I could feel them. My feet touched the floor, frail limbs flexing and aching, as I struggled to get to my feet. After about three more tries, I managed to stay on my feet, and I began to walk to the refrigerator. My mind flooded with memories, horrible memories. The...
Submitted to Contest #69
"Hi!! How're you guys doing?" I said, struggling to make my voice heard over the sounds of everyone else. My words echoed through my aunt's audio, and I could hear her saying "What? What'd she say?" to my baby cousin George. I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen her in person, a year or two ago. It had been at grandpa's funeral, and she had been very drunk. "Hey Maisie, come on over here. Come on!" she'd yelled over from across the field. She was on her fifth martini, but I didn't stop her. No one did, because she'd just lost her fat...
"Lariona, get down here. Customers are coming", my mother said, tight-lipped and emotionless. That was what happened when you worked with dark magic for all your life. She, like all my family, extended and close, had never seen what life was like outside of Malefice crafting. They'd drawn me in too, but I was different. I had dreams. Dreams of helping the world, of happy days, not supplying the Maleficers of the world with their means of terrorism. I didn't want my life to consist only of that. Still, for now, I would have to make do. I ...
Submitted to Contest #68
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" I could hear her murmur, as we nestled into each other. The sunset, reflecting on the water, blazing down on us with motherly warmth. I loved the sunset. It was beautiful and entrancing, but I knew I wouldn't be able to be here with her again. Soon, I would have to leave. We would all have to leave, to never see each other again. I hated the thought of being away from her, but I hated the thought of dying at the hands of the Green Plague even more. I caressed her hair, wrapping my arms around her as if I would nev...
"Honey, please don't make me tell you this. You don't understand what you're asking" Mom said, a desperate plea sounding in her voice. I almost let it go, thought that Mom wouldn't be able to get through it, but then I remembered the secret's importance. She might not have wanted to find my Dad, but I did, and I was going to. "Come on, Mom. Tell me." I implored. She was not going to lie again. I loved her, but I needed to know. It was time. "Fine. He... Left us two weeks after I had you. He took off, and I couldn't find him. I searched...
It had been twenty-four years since she'd last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. Still, the same hollow groans, echoing through the forest. The same twisted branches waving and reaching. She never thought that she would come back here, especially after what it did to her. Because of this place, she hadn't been able to sleep for twenty-four years. Hadn't been able to trust anyone. The horrors of the contest had echoed through her eyes and ears for most of her life, and ghosts never stopped coming for her. Chanting, "Mira, Mira, ...
"Everybody get down on the ground! Put your hands on your head don't make a move." I remember that day clear as blue sky, that day that condemned me to a life of incarceration. I had gotten out of my van with two assault rifles, thinking that nothing could go wrong, and then it did. As soon as I made a move on the vault, the police burst in to shut it down. It was as if my entire life flashed before my eyes, as they handcuffed me, and I knew at that moment that I had made a mistake. The next few weeks went by in a blur, from the trial to the...
It should’ve been like any other day. I was not to talk about it. I was not to tell him about it. I was to walk to the store, and I was never to make a sign of my betrayal. I heard the man's instructions echo in my head."Don't be suspicious. Then we'll have to kill you too." I now had to bear the truth of my Nathan’s death, for I was to lead him to it. I would never have agreed to this. Indeed, I regard myself to be of the utmost moral caliber, but I'd fallen on hard times. My children and wife needed support, and I had no work. It was bad e...
Submitted to Contest #66
Why did it always have to be me? I’m not special. I don’t live a life of luxury or poverty. I’m not beautiful or ugly. I’m average. Yet still, they chose me. Still, they chose to uproot me from my home, tell me I’ve received a great honor, and shove me in a contest they know I won’t win. Waking up in the morning is the worst part, because I have to be let down again, have to recognize the truth of my situation and embrace it with open arms. After all, I don’t have a choice. It’s either go all in or die an outcast, hated by my country for not...
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