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"I like hats." That's what Donald said the day before he killed Sally. Was he trying to tell me something? Was he the one in danger? I don't even get why Donald did it, none of us do. What the hell did he have against Sally? Was it because everyone adored her sweet, innocent little face? Was it because he knew that he'd never get the chance to be the town's prized possession? Did he know that no one would ever love him as much as everyone did towards Sally? Was he jealous that she had a perfect family? Was he jealous that she had a perfect l...
Submitted to Contest #303
Opening my front door, I stepped into my house, dragging my feet along the cold wooden floor. As I took off my shoes, my mother came downstairs. “Why did you come home so late?” She asked me. “It’s past your curfew! You should have called.” I spun around and opened the closet where the shoes are stored, taking off my sneakers and placing them on the metal rack. “I’m sorry.” “You should be, Amanda. We have church in the morning, we have to be up early.” “I know, I know.” “Well clearly you don’t.” She put her hand out as I turned to face her. ...
WARNING: LANGUAGE USAGEI was the queen of procrastination, mainly when it came to freshman year biology. I hated it. Normally, I liked learning about science, but high school was the place where I started to learn about my passion; writing. It was my favorite thing to do, especially in the library. I loved books too, mainly romance books. They reminded me of the love life I never would have had, until he came along. We both went to different schools, but sometimes felt like we didn’t. It all started with social media, Snapchat to be specifi...
Submitted to Contest #286
WARNING: SLIGHT LANGUAGE USAGE.Green eyes. They stared at me like I was the only person that they’ve seen in their entire life, and the way that they looked at me was amazing, but something felt wrong.I knew I shouldn’t like him, I shouldn’t even like him as a person let alone have feelings for him. He’s my best friend’s crush. I can’t like him, even though I have for over a year. She’s liked him since the sixth grade, how did I even put up with that? The amount of times she’s dragged me through the hallways just so she could see h...
Submitted to Contest #248
People always say that they want to turn back time, that they wished that they had the power to do so. It was stupid, it was so utterly stupid that I could just throw up. I told myself that wanting to turn back time would be the last thing that I wanted. At least I thought it was the last thing I wanted. I never thought about it until now, until I met her. Her name was Violet, and she was the best thing that ever happened to me. My life growing up wasn’t the best. Between my dad being out of the picture and my mom working a...
Submitted to Contest #244
I awoke with a pounding headache as I reached for my phone, checking the time only to see thousands of messages across all social media platforms coming from all of my friends, and then some. What could they want? Ring ring. Ring ring. It was Monica, one of my best friends, what could she want? It’s not like she wants to suddenly talk to me, she basically ditched me at Colin’s party yesterday. Colin’s my boyfriend, and we’ve been together for a year, well, almost a year. It would be exactly a year in a couple of days, and I was b...
Submitted to Contest #226
“You’re better than this, Yona.” My mom said “You could have-” “Stop.” My brother cut her off. “Excuse me?” “You heard me,” Parker continued as he stood up, slamming his fork with a piece of chicken on the end back onto his full plate of food. “Do not talk to her that way, especially about school, especially now.” “She’s my daughter-” “-and she’s my sister!” He slammed his fist on the wooden table “Don’t talk to Fiona that way!” “Speak to your mother kindly, son-” “Oh don’t even get me started with you.” Parker snarled as he moved clo...
Submitted to Contest #221
"I was once a living soul, and now I am a spirit.” I talked to my faded reflection in the mirror, trying to make myself feel better. “I can move through walls and doors and float through the sky. I can hear and see things that no one else can, and I can feel the emotions of those who are still alive. But most of all, I can haunt the living and make them feel the terror that I feel." I floated through the halls of my old home which burned to a fire, I perished along with it. I’ve been here since I died weeks ago, and no one’s been here since...
Submitted to Contest #212
I opened my eyes to the sound of the birds chirping. I let out a deep sigh and got up from my spot in the park. As I walked home from the park, my mind kept returning to the argument I had witnessed between my two friends. I just couldn't make sense of it. I shook my head in confusion as I walked. I mean, I get why they were upset at each other, I think. But it seemed like they were taking it too far. I made a mental note to talk to them both later and try to sort out the issue. I pulled the small wooden door on the mailbox and grabbed the s...
Submitted to Contest #206
Contains language usage.I was terrified. I had never seen my dad so helpless. I felt a wave of terror wash over me when I saw the pain in his eyes. I had never experienced such intense fear before. I was frozen in place, unable to move or speak. I was scared of what might happen next, to my dad. There was a part of me that wanted to help him, but I was too overwhelmed and too scared to do anything to help him. I saw the light dwindle out of his eyes and my heart sank. He seemed to have given up hope, and I felt helpless and powerless to do a...
Submitted to Contest #205
Slight language usage. “Come on, Ari.” Kai said. “You can’t just not come to prom.” “Watch me.” I shut the door behind me and walked down the stairs to one of the science wings. I heard him open the door again and go after me. “Just leave me alone.” “Ariana, c’mon.” He ran in front of me. “You can’t just not go to senior prom.” “I don’t want to go.” “Too bad, you’re going-” “I don’t even have a dress.” I interrupted him. “Therefore, I’m not going.” Kai smiled and walked off, which meant that he either had an idea or he just wanted t...
Submitted to Contest #204
“We were all shocked to say the least,” I told the news reporter. “I didn’t think she was capable of doing something like that.” It was Wednesday December 23rd 2012. I was nine years old, going to the annual Hastwick Winter Festival. I was taking my four year old sister to the festival to visit our mother who was running it. Mom was always busy, so we barely saw her. She worked long hours and often had to travel for her job. Even when she was home, she was usually too tired to spend quality time with us, so we spent most of our time with ou...
Submitted to Contest #203
Contains slight language use. "I like hats." That's what Donald said the day before he killed Sally. Was he trying to tell me something? Was he the one in danger? I don't even get why Donald did it, none of us do. What the hell did he have against Sally? Was it because everyone adored her sweet, innocent little face? Was it because he knew that he'd never get the chance to be the town's prized possession? Did he know that no one would ever love him as much as everyone did towards Sally? Was he jealous that she had a perfect family? Was h...
Submitted to Contest #202
Most people find their true friends once they start high school, but me and Sage’s started years ago. Our parents set us up on a playdate a week after the first day of the first grade. Since then, she’s seen me through it all; cheating boyfriends, breakups, annoying friends, dumb classes and teachers, even the rage when it came to certain things that I couldn’t even control. That had to be one of the best ones yet, but there was one thing that she’s seen me get annoyed by for years. The popular kids. The annoying, suck-up popular kids. The...
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