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ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

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Aiden Bennett and the Reality Shifters: Part three of Part one

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

not on the prompt. “-Aiden? Aiden? Wait, are you awake? You’re awake!” Casey says, and she stops shaking me. “Urgh.” I say, sitting up. “What happened?” “How much do you remember?” “Screaming, then, not much.” “You screamed and I heard it, then I came in here. You were on the floor. Your eyes were open, and they were grey, instead of their normal blue. You were twitching, and you kept flickering.” I touched my forehead. My head hurt. A lot. When I brought my hand down, I noticed something. I gasped. “What- oh my God.” My wrists were severe...

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the bane of the technological world

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Submitted to Contest #82

“Penelope, open up!” Penelope glanced her head towards the door. Her sister had been banging for at least two minutes now, so she stood and walked a few paces to the huge oak door. After she had the door pulled open, Pene’s sister Maia stood in the doorway. “Pene, are you okay?” Maia asked. Pene did her best to stand tall. She had been feeling under the weather recently, but she wasn’t going to tell her over worrying sister about that. “Yes, Mai, I’m alright.” Pene tried for an eye roll, but she was too fatigued. Maia glanced over Pene...

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Sandpaper/The Pen vs. The Sword/March

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

SandpaperAll your life you've been struggling, Looking for relief from the sandpaper.The sandpaper that has weathered your skin,Making you bleed and cry.The sandpaper that has been there your whole life,Been a constant negative.Maybe that sandpaper is for the better.You may not believe me now,But one day you'll see thatThat sandpaper Has shaped you into something more beautiful than you already were.The Pen vs. The SwordThe pen is mightier than the sword.Some say that's not true.They say you cannot fight with a pen.They say you can...

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Dear Kitty

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Submitted to Contest #80

November 28thHello,I have just received this journal for my birthday, and I am not sure how to preface it. Dear Diary? That sounds childish.Hello will get old quickly.What about Dear Kitty? I learned about a girl a few years ago, Anne Frank, who prefaced her journal like that.And so I shall try it.Today is my fourteenth birthday. My mama gave me this journal. It’s grey on the cover, with my initials: MG. Mara Grace.I live in the United States, but you probably know that, don’t you?Anyway, our president is Ronald Stump, who lives up to his na...

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Names

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Submitted to Contest #79

I believe names have power. Laugh all you want, but sometimes I put people into groups based on their names. Names have colors and personalities that grow to represent the person who is using the name. Although, to be honest, I think names don’t belong to a specific person, they belong to everyone. They're borrowed, from the day we’re born to the day we die. But everyone knows some famous ones: Karens are snobs, Kellys are blonde, Janices are savory. But our story starts with two names. Timothy and Kaylee. I have only ever met one nice Timot...

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The Heroes of Asgard, Part One: The Magic Begins (a ReedsyCast story)

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Hi.My name is Carolina Shaw.If you feel like you might be one of us, turn away. Trust me, you don’t want this life.Still reading?Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.Let me just say, Algebra classes are dumb.You mess around with x and y for long enough, and you start to ponder why it matters. I mean, the only jobs a person would have that they would need this for are being a math teacher or a scientist. I don’t plan to become either. Just sayin’.I look to the other side of the table, just because I’m bored, and see a girl named Nainika. I never...

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Aiden Bennett and the Reality Shifters Part two of Part one: Montauk

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

After hours of sitting and reading, I look up and see that it's almost seven. I put my book facedown on the rug exactly like you're not supposed to do because it messes up the spine. I try to teleport downstairs this time, but it doesn’t work. I just end up invisible, which is cool, but it doesn’t help me get down Mount Everstairs. I decide it will be worth it just to surprise Casey. I find her seat empty, which means I am probably early. I invisibly slide into her seat and wait. She comes down the stairs at 7:05. “Sorry I was late, ev...

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Aiden Bennett and the Reality Shifters: Part one of Part one: Montauk

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

The pen hadn’t been worth stealing. But yet, there it was, my fingers clicking it, twirling it around in my pocket. I made it onto the street before the store employee yelled, “Hey! That little boy stole something!” But before we get to that story, I should probably introduce myself. Hi. My name is Aiden Bennett. I’m thirteen years old, and homeless in Los Angeles, California. Before you say anything, I don’t want your pity. If you actually saw me on the street, you would probably pass by as if I were invisible. You know you would. Tha...

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Watch Your Back (An Among Us Story)

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Blue Snow? What? I wasn’t sure how it could snow. I mean, we were in space! Above the atmosphere, where there were no clouds, and obviously, no oxygen. But here it was. Snow. “How?” I whispered out loud. My friend Green walked over. “I’m not sure, Bee.” “That's just…” “Unscientific? Impossible? Yep.” Green said. Green looked over at me, and his eyes sparkled. I had known him for a while, and I hated to say it, but I had a crush on him. He was perfect. He was kind, and smart, and strong. He was loyal, and he would never stab me in the back,...

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Even Though

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Submitted to Contest #76

Carly, I stopped by your house today. I actually do it every week now. To see your parents, your adorable little sister, your dog, your cat that you always said you hated. I find myself looking for you now. Like you’re still here. I like to imagine you’ll jump out from behind something, like, Surprise! It never happens, though. But I keep hoping. You know, your parents gave me your truck. I didn’t have a car. Maybe that's why. But every time I hop behind the wheel of that navy blue 2002 Dodge Dakota, I breathe in your smell. The faint...

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Cut!

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Submitted to Contest #76

“Hey, just relax. It’s okay. You’re doing great. I’ve got you.” “Don’t let me fall- you can’t let me fall!” “I won’t let you fall, all right? Ow, your fingers...Stop looking down! Everything's fine, just hold on to me.” “It’s s-s-s-so f-f-far down.” “It’s gonna be okay! Do you trust me not to let you fall?” “Yes...Ah! I’m slipping! Lucas!” “You’re not slipping, it’s alright. We’re alright.” “It...it’s pulling me, Lucas! I don’t know if I can hold on without bringing you down too.” “If we go down, we go down together. We will come back togeth...

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Voices In My Head

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Trigger Warning: Suicide at the end Who am I? You might know me as Jennifer Quen. If not, if you don’t know me, that's fine. I don’t even know myself. Sure, a month ago I was regular old Jenn. Jenn, who had friends. Jenn, who had the perfect life. Now I am Jenn, who got in the car crash. Jenn, who almost died. Jenn, who has amnesia. Jenn, who insists we call her Hawaii. Hawaii means homeland, but that's not why I chose it. I chose it because Hawaii drifts alone on the ocean, still a U.S. state, but often overlooked. Hawaii is my cu...

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Graphite Lines

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Submitted to Contest #74

The sound of the graphite point scraping against cement. Drawing a line. Placing a hand on the cold wall. Pulling it away and inspecting the black dust. Is it ash or graphite? Her home had burned. She had been put here. She wore clothes of rags. Her hair was uneven and dirty. Her eyes had once been full of life and beauty. Now, they were empty. Devoid of what had been there. Once a week she showered. Once a day she ate. Once a month she gazed out the window, just to tell herself there was still beauty in the world. Once a year she got to go ...

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You are [Fill in the blank]

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Submitted to Contest #73

You know how sometimes, your parents tell you a story about when you did something as a baby? You might be a little embarrassed, but you usually just end up shrugging it off. It feels like they are talking about another person, not you. That is how I feel when people tell me how I used to be. Because I can’t remember who I am. You may say, Surely we’re all different people than we used to be. Sometimes you forget that. No. Just no. Yes, sure, you will be a different person then you were when you were in kindergarten, fifth grade, middle sc...

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How Can We Rewrite The Stars?

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

“What are you looking at, Cass?” “Huh?” I said, pulling myself out of stare into space mode. “I asked what you were looking at.” My brother Cody said. “Oh. Nothing. Just zoning out.” “Hmph.” Cody and I walked through Safeway, him occasionally grabbing outrageous things like Oreo O’s or gallons of chocolate milk. Every time he did, I would slap it out of his hands with a sharp, “No.” “Why not?” “You are- we are both hyper enough already. You and I, we do not need anymore sugar.” Me and my brother are both ADHD, which means we both rarely get ...

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