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{ This is a collaboration with Lone Wolf, so make sure to check her beautiful stories as well :)https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/536b84/ }Avery walked into the building, a hustle in her step. She knew she was late, but she had to get these pictures in. There was her friend, Diksha, the assistant, busy with loads of paperwork. She was always ready to help, but when Avery showed her the pictures that she’d taken, Diksha disagreed.“What’s wrong with them?” Avery asks.“Mr. Wiloiski asked for pictures of the sea...this is t...
Dear Diary,You won't believe what happened today.So, as you know, I had been looking for Suman Nani for long now. I finally found her! She was staying at Rose Old Age Home, for the past two decades! It was her birthday today. Thus, I decided to throw her a party.I have made up my mind. She will stay with me from now on. So, I asked her to join me and she said yes! We are bringing up her stuff here tomorrow.I can't believe it. My house, the one in which I had recently shifted to, is going to be the house where I stay with my Nani!!!When I had...
Submitted to Contest #95
The boy started to make absurd noises, very similar to the ones machines make when they are in dire need of repairs. That's it, you think. That's it! The boy is not actually a human, it's a machine! That's why when you pushed him so hard to run faster and faster, probably more than his capacity, he fainted and is lying down there, lifeless, if that's possible for a machine. You knew that you had to do something. You whack your brains at the problem in hand. You weigh down your options. What if you go to the nearest mechanic? No, th...
Dear diary,Tauktae. Tau’Te.Weird name, right?Well, it may sound absurd, maybe funny even, but it did quite a lot of damage to us. You see, (well, you read) I live on this little island in the Lakshadweep group of islands. I am the daughter of the tribal chief of our island where we've been living for over a century now, which, thanks to the Government of India, acts as a safe haven for us. No one can come here to preserve our culture and our heritage.. Whenever I go to Kavaratti {the capital of Lakshadweep Islands}, I hear India is develop...
Submitted to Contest #94
This story is about two water droplets...which were on their way to become water drops. Rain had poured out on the streets, the buildings, the trees, the cars. Soon, everything was drenched. The rain had later halted down to a drizzle and had continued like ways since the past night. The cars were soaked with little raindrops. Now, I believe all of you have at least once thought about how a drop on the window pane of your car moves down and eventually 'engulfs' the other drop(s). Well, this is not just due to gravity. There i...
"I am going in. If I don't come back within an hour, call my parents! Hope to see you soon." "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, it is illegal to trespass in this area of the forest. If the Forest Rangers or the Police catches you, you will be jailed for a very long time." "I know Aakash, but this is my only chance to get a photograph of the Great Indian Rhinoceros. If I don't get it in by Monday, my boss will kill me!" "But Jai..." Before he could say anything, I was up and over the fence, into the deep, lush green forest. I ...
"'Fine. Let's see who does it better. You, or me.''It is on.''You are so going down.''Oh yeah? Think you can beat me?''Oh I don't think so, I KNOW so.''Fine, we'll meet here, after 5 years and see who was day-dreaming and who was the real deal.''Sure.'That was five years ago. Today's the day they finally meet. Yes, this story is not about me, or you. It's about them. The Twins, or, as you all might remember, The Double Trouble. You all may recall, Jack and Jill, the only set of identical twins in the town, who adored each other and stood by ...
Submitted to Contest #93
Hello! I am Suman Devi, but people usually call me Suman or Suman Nani (Grandmother Suman). Yes, I am 80 years old. My granddaughter asked me to write this dairy regularly, startling today, on my 80th birthday. I couldn't refuse to her, since it was the first thing she had ever asked me to do. Now, because I don't have much to write about daily things, I have decided that I will write about the days in my life I remember the most. So, I will start with my 80th birthday party, which happened yesterday. I had been living in the 'Rose...
It was a warm, sunny November day, or, in Nancy's words, "The perfect day for a party." She was a budding party planner, wanting to plan a party every second of everyday of the week. Her mother, on the other hand, knew that this was just a 'fling' and would be over sooner than Nancy's desire for becoming a horticulturalist. "Mom, I am going to the supermarket. I need to buy some supplies and get this party started!" Nancy ran off even before her mother could say anything. She went towards the main street, which was probably the onl...
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