Julia Boddie

“Red, Red, and More Red” by Julia Boddie

The cat was black. Black and silky with fur that gleamed in the dark of the night like diamonds. So of course Jackson was intrigued. Of course he had to follow it. The cat crept through the night and Jackson crept after it, silent as a thief in the night. Through the night he followed it. Through alleyways, across streets, over and under fences. Something about this cat was just… he just had to follow it.And so he did, until it came to a stop. Jackson observed his surroundings. He was in a dark alleyway beside a dumpster. An alleyw...

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“The Final Exam” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #68

"It was supposed to be the happiest day of their lives," Ms. Christina read. "But instead, it was the worst." The bell rang. "Class is dismissed! Have a wonderful weekend everyone! I want you to finish this book by Tuesday!" she said in her fake, sweet voice. The class packed up their books and began to leave. Before the last student left, she called her name. ...

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“The Coffin” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #65

"Let's go," Rebbeca told her. Magaret did not want to go. She was terrified of graveyards. Rebbeca of course, who wasn't scared of anything, was only doing this because of a dare. Of all people, why did Magaret's best friend have to be a daredevil? "Do I have to go? Why can't you just go by yourself?" Magaret asked. She regretted those words when they left her mouth. She co...

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“The Secret Room” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #64

They were at war. The king, the princess, the villagers, the guards. No one expected this madness to come. King Ghas had always been a good king.  ~~~~~~~~~~ Zephera heard gunshots from behind her. She hoped the soldiers wouldn’t find her. If they did, it would be all over. Everything she and her uncle worked for. The villagers deserved freedom but now, her uncle, King Ghas outlawed them. ...

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“The Prison” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #64

She needed money and she needed it very badly. She lived alone, with no parents to tell her what to do. She was free. But nothing in life is free. All things come at a cost, even freedom itself.~~~~~~~~~~In a world like this, it was normal to see a fourteen-year-old kid like her living by themselves. The leaders of her city tried to make fair laws, but they couldn’t. This city had way too much crime. They couldn’t even get parents to take care of their children anymore. So here she was, struggling for m...

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“The Jazeldians” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #64

We come from the country Jazeldi. Our country rose to power by violence and it was the strongest of them all. Or at least we thought.~~~~~~~~~~"Bye, we'll miss you," our neighbors called to me.My family was moving. We were tired of the violence, but sometimes violence was necessary. That's what made us the strongest. Still, we were nervous to move. We didn't know if people would approve of us, since we had Jazeldian blood. It would take two days to get to our new...

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“The Apple Orchard” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #63

Fruit picking. One of my favorite things to do. Picking blueberries, raspberries, strawberries, anything. I don’t know why I like it so much, it’s just interesting.~~~~~~~~~~“So are you coming or not?” Michael asked me.“I already said no. There’s no way my mom will let me go with you. She’ll think we’re dating or something,” I said.“There has to be some way I can change your mind.”“There is none. I can’t come. Go invite someone else.”<...

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“Perfect as it Gets” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. I was too late.~~~~~~~~~~The day started when my alarm clock woke me up that morning. I got out of bed and went to go wake up my five-year-old daughter. I walked down the hallway and to the doorway of her room.“Good morning sleepyhead. It’s time to get up for school.”She sat up. Veronica stretched and yawned. I looked at her, looking at her light brown hair, which was a tangled mess. She started to get up and I w...

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“The Population” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #62

They rushed him to the hospital. Timothy laid on the wheeled stretcher. He was ready.A few weeks ago, he got an email saying that he had been accepted into a science camp. Timothy was overjoyed. He had been trying to get into that camp for three years.Timothy counted down the days until camp started. Nothing else mattered to him. If he got grounded for not helping out around the house, he would just lay in bed thinking about the camp. As long as he got to go to that camp, everything was fine....

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“The Lavish Jungle” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #62

She was going to win and she knew it. She had practiced for this so many times. She knew she had what it took to survive one week in the jungle. She knew she wanted to enter this contest when she first saw the ad on TV. The goal was to survive one week in the jungle. The person who survived the best would win five million dollars. This was more money that Jeneatte had ever seen in her life. She was one of the first peopl...

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“Her Haunting Future” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #62

When she woke up, it was early morning. She got up and dressed. Harmony brushed her teeth and then went downstairs for breakfast. Her dad was in the kitchen cooking.“Good morning Harmony,” he said cheerfully.“Good morning dad,” Harmony replied, trying her hardest not to bust out laughing.Her dad was wearing the wacky apron that she got him for father’s day. It said, “I’m a cooking genius.” Underneath the words, there was a wacky cartoon Albert Einstein. Harmony had bought that for...

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“Fufu the Hero” by Julia Boddie

Submitted to Contest #62

“You will bring peace to the earth,” my dad said. “So start acting like it.” I hated it when my parents lectured me like that. They firmly believed that I would make world peace someday. On the day I was born, my dad took me to go get my future foretold. The fortune-teller told him about a prophecy that said I would bring world peace. The prophecy said that on January 23, a child would be born. That child...

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