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I sat at my white, small desk, the tears rolling down my cheeks. My computer sat in front of me, the only thing I could see; and the only thing I didn’t want to see. It was dark in my room, the screen the only thing radiating light. It shone my lesson plan brightly in my face. There was no escaping it. No escaping the stress, the fear, the failure… none of it. I had five essays due by the next day, and more assignments on top of them. Another fresh tear dropped off my chin. I heard it land on the soft, khaki carpet floor. I wiped my tears wi...
“Not like that, Rachel!” Rachel's karate instructor boomed at her as she lost her balance and fell to the floor. She felt a small pain in her back as she landed square on it, but she jumped right back to her feet. “Sorry, sir,” she bowed, slightly annoyed how her instructor was being so hard on her. He scoffed, rolling his eyes as he crossed his arms. “Try it again,” he ordered. “Could you show me the kick again?” Rachel asked nervously. Her instructor sighed before quickly jumping up in the air and spinning, his legs flying out gracef...
[THIS STORY IS FOR THE PROMPT “Write a story from a ghost’s pov” BUT I WAS TOO LATE. ENJOY MY STORY] Where am I? I looked around the room, which was only a basic square room, but not only any square room. The walls, the ceiling, and the floor were white. And they were also… glowing. I looked down, but didn’t see my feet. I put my arms out in front of me, but I did not see them. I cried out for help, but no sound came out of me. What is happening? I looked around frantically, hoping for there to be some kind of sign or guidance ...
Submitted to Contest #219
“Ready?” Neil asked, stuffing his water bottle into his bag. “Yes,” Kristina replied. “Let’s just, uh, get this over with, I guess.” They walked through the lawn, the grass reaching up to Kristina’s knees. She itched her thigh, regretting her agreement to do this with Neil. “How did you ever get me to do this with you?” She asked, almost angry. “Woah, calm down,” Neil said, holding his hands out in front of him. he shrugged. “To answer your question, it’s because you are easy to fool. Now, no more talking. They say this place is haun...
Submitted to Contest #216
EDDIEEddie walked into the coffee shop. Warm chatter buzzed all around him, and he immediately felt like all eyes were on him. Obviously they weren’t, but that’s how he felt.Taking a deep breath trying to steady himself, he trekked farther into the store, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. He finally reached the front counter and was met by the perfect smile of the barista who looked like she was in her twenties. She had dark brown shoulder-length hair, most of it hidden by a black bucket hat. She had hazel eyes that reminded h...
Submitted to Contest #214
“You’re sick, Jason,” I said playfully, punching his arm lightly. We both laughed, sitting on a swinging bench. It was a family vacation, and this was our first evening at our cabin. I loved the cabin as much as Jason, who’s my cousin. We were very close, inseparable as some people would say, especially my sister Kayla. But little did we know that this family vacation would take an unfortunate turn of events that would change our lives forever.We were watching the sunset on the second floor balcony. We had an admirable view of the forest bel...
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