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β€œThe Good Old Days” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

When I was a kid, I was happy. Life was great. Now, things are different, but when I was a kid, life was glorious.Β I don’t remember when I was one. I also don’t remember when I was two, but I’m told that was when my little sister Heidi was born. Heidi was adorable and I loved her; she made my days good.Β When I was three, I met my favourite people in the whole world. My two older cousins, Molly and Julia, would play with me all the time and we became best friends. Then Molly and Julia moved away with their mom and I only saw them on...

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β€œThe Chosen One” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

Every year a citizen of Witdeaory, The Ancient Territory is sacrificed to the dragons of Draspire underneath them. After the chosen one is thrown off a cliff, everyone celebrates with a party of life to remember them. If the dragons don’t receive a sacrifice, they’ll fly up and kill everyone for not abiding by the agreement. The dragons were in control.Ali wanted to do it. Well, not really, because no one did, but she wanted to be important she wanted to be missed. However, her fate was out of her hands, for she would be chosen by the spirit...

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β€œThe Woods” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

Submitted to Contest #143

Leaves crunch under my feet and an owl hoots in the distance. A full moon is out, shining down into the forest, lighting up the trees.My favourite place has always been the woods. Everything was different here, you could forget your troubles and enjoy every moment. You could forget that this was one of your last days."I'm sorry Keira, there's nothing we can do." Cancer has taken millions of souls every year, it was only a matter of time before it took mine. In the woods, however, I didn't have to think about this. I could remember the happy ...

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β€œOur Story's in the Sky” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

Submitted to Contest #143

I've always loved gazing at the clouds. The shapes seem to hold possibility, however you can choose to recognize them as something specific. Today they remind me of you. Our love. Our journey. Our story's in the sky.A flower.I see a rose, a white rose. Our first date, I told you I hated red roses. I also said that I loved a flower with the colour white. Our second date you showed up with a single white rose for me. Then every other time you bought me flowers it was a single white rose, our tradition. After the flower died, I took one of the ...

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β€œLost at War” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

World War II: September 1, 1939 - September 2, 1945December 13, 1940It's been just over a year since this war began, just over a minute since the man from the army showed up at our door. He carried a single envelope. Mother sent me and Sarah to our rooms right away so they could speak in private.Β Β Β Β Even Mother can't hold in her tears and keep it together for us. "No, not George." SheΒ whispers. "Please, don't let it be true. God, let me be wrong." The man just stands there and patiently waits for us to leave the room...

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β€œThe Quire Family Heritage” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

Note: Just a random name I selected. I apologise to who it belongs to if you didn't want anyone to use it or if I used it in a way you didn't like. Please let me know if it really bothers you so I can do something about it. When Lady Elizabeth May Rosewood married Sir Jasper Quire she did not know that she was about to change everything. It started right away once Felix Quire was born. Well, he went off and married Claire Moreau, and they had two children, Lindsay and Nicholas Quire. Lindsay never had children, however Nicholas married a you...

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β€œDevotion or Deception?” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

Β Β Β "Hey, Alyssa. It's been a while."Β  I'm still not sure why I accepted his invitation to come here for dinner. Who goes on a date to get back together with their ex? I've been making some bad decisions lately. He'sΒ not even worth it. I mean, this place definitely seems like the lowest rated restaurant in the town.Β Β Β Β "Why so cheap?"Β Β Β "I'm sorry, this is all I can afford right now."Β  Well, if you want me, you'd better take me on a better date, Bitch.Β Β Β Β "...

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β€œI Remember The Day When They Took Me Away...” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

Submitted to Contest #140

Β Β "Tell us another story!" Cindy and Lewis asked their grandfather, once again.Β It was a night like any other night, the moon bright and the stars glowing against the dark sky. They sat up in Cindy's bedroom, the children on the pink-sheeted bed and Grandfather in the comfy hanging chair. Every night they wouldΒ sit down and listen to his adventures.Β Β "I think I've run out of happy stories. All that I still remember that I haven't told you yet are sad. Some of my stories are not quite ready for you to hear yet."&...

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β€œStay in Control” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

CW: Mild languageMaria and I sit down to lunch alone. No other children come to sit at our table. Just me and my best friend.Β β€œReally, Audrey, don’t you just hate this?” Maria asks.Β Yes, Maria, I do. I really do.Β β€œI mean, it’s like they don’t even like us. Why should they not like us?” she continues.Typical Maria. She doesn’t see anything wrong with me. Maria’s new here, so she doesn’t understand why they don’t like me.Β It’s because I’m a freak, I want to say. It’s because they know there’s something wrong with me, and be...

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β€œLeave Lily Alone. ” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

"... And so you see, if you place a fairy door against a tree, then fairies will come and give you a present. Come see this old coin they gifted me. It must be really special." "Oh, grow up Lily. You know that legend isn't real. That 'special' coin you got is probably just from your parents, but you're too dumb to realise." "But I believe that the legend is real.""Whatever. What you believe means nothing Lily, you know that? Nothing." Miss Rose spoke. "Now, now, Ethan. Don't be rude. Lily, your passion project was beautiful. Do you buy the f...

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β€œDon't leave me!” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

I can't sleep.Can't sleep because I can't stop thinking about you. Can't sleep because my memories are fading. Can't sleep because I can't live without you. You're gone now. Gone. You're gone.This will have been my worst hit yet. One day we're best friends, one day you've disappeared. What happened? What went wrong? Why did you leave me? Why did you go?Where did you go? Heaven or Hell. Heaven or Hell. Heaven, or Hell?Gone. Gone. You're gone. ***I haven't slept for two days now. It's been two days since your death. What happened? Please. Don'...

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β€œSoul Lost in Evil” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

Once upon a time there lived an evil sorceress who had an interesting power. When she killed someone, she earned all their abilities, strengths, and memories. Little did she know that she also received all their bad qualities as well. Every little bit of evil grew and grew until she was too obsessed with killing to stop. And that was not a good thing.Β The sorceress, whose name was Katerina Semenova, after her Russian background, was not born evil, though. She was just a little girl who grew up with only a mother and accidentally killed ...

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β€œLetter of Love” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

A letter. And it’s marked with my name, Selene. Meaning Goddess of the Moon. I rip open the envelope and hold the smooth parchment in my hands. I begin to read.Selene,Β Right away I recognise my sister’s handwriting. Honestly, I have mixed emotions about it. She’d been in the hospital for the past week. I couldn’t visit, so she wrote me letters and sometimes I wrote her back. I was happy she was writing to me, but I was afraid there was a reason. And not a good one.Β You are receiving this letter because I have to tell you something....

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β€œCreate your own path, don't follow the one created for you.” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

Introduction: Sometimes we succeed and sometimes we fail. Sometimes we are perfect and sometimes we’re not. We are all unique in our own ways, and we will learn to accept that. We don’t have to allow ourselves to follow the path created for us by others, we can make our own path. Things shouldn’t have a way they’re, β€˜supposed to be’. This story proves that. Read along with each character and listen to their tale.Β Leanna -Β A fairy with no wings equals a fairy with no magic. No spells to cast, no curses either, no flying. She would b...

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β€œUnlucky Ski Day” by β˜… π‘·π’Šπ’‘π’†π’“ π‘―π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆπ’•π’π’ β˜…

Lauren-It's another beautiful winter day. Cold, but beautiful. And the perfect amount of snow for a ski. I exit my car and get out my skis from the back. It's snowing lightly, making my face freezing. I pull up the hood of my ski jacket, but a few locks of my blond hair stay loose in the wind. I'm ready for some exercise, so I take one of the longer trails. The wind and snow are now both pointed in my direction. It's so cold out. I start skiing with my earbuds in so I can listen to some music. I ski on steady ground for a few kilometers unti...

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Hey everyone!! I haven't been on here in a while but I plan to become more active! Feel free to reach out as I enjoy making friends and love to chat! Any support is appreciated :) I love reading and writing, and joined Reedsy when I was bored during the pandemic. My profile used to be under a pen name, but I am now using my real name, so sorry if I confused you! "The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me." - Ayn Rand "You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore." - Christopher Colombus "You might not write well every day, but you can always edit a bad page. You can't edit a blank page." - Jodi Picoult Thanks for reading! :)