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Maraika!!! ๐Ÿ˜Ž

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Maige snapped her fingers and a bright ball of light appeared over her hand. The room flooded with the sharp light, making the jars of ink and piles of maps casting omunest shadows on the tentโ€™s walls.         She studied the light as she made it dance across her fingers. Being an elf, she was able to control and manipulate light in many forms, from lighting a room to using it as a weapon in battle. Sometimes Maige would conjure up it to watch while letting her thoughts wander.   &n...

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The Monster of Carmeletta

Hey, everyone! I haven't posted in a while so I thought I share the first short story I every full on wrote. Keep in mind that I wrote this when I was nine, so my grammar, spelling, and general skills aren't great. I didn't edit it so I would stay true to the nine year old version of me, so if you noticed missing words and plot holes, just kinda go along with it, okay? Now . . .. . . Ready for it? *Dun Dun Dun Da* (hahaha Taylor Swift joke. I'm hilarious) In a big dark forest on the edge of a kingdom called Elfiea, there lived a man named Lu...

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๐Ÿง‚

*not realted to prompt*โ€œCan you pass the salt?โ€ Michella asked through gritted teeth.โ€œFine.โ€ Eric replied and shoved the salt bottle over harder than he needed to.They ate in silence, the restaurant around them bubbling with conversation and clanging for forks on plates. Hundreds of couples smiled and laughed while sharing steaks and salads brought over by polite waiters. All except Eric and Michella.  Michella shook the salt onto her quinoa tabbouleh and angrily stabbed at it with her spoon. Her face was as red as the rouge lipsti...

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๐Ÿˆ ๐Ÿงน

A cool night breeze blows through the open window of your room where you sit, sending shivers down your spine. Everything outside your window is quiet and lit up in the light of a full moon. The only sound that reaches your ears is those of bats swooping over the street and chirping crickets trying to woo their lovers. You lean a little farther out the silver framed window and close your eyes, breathing in the fresh air. Calm, you tell yourself, calm. You feel your heart rate ease and thoughts stop spinning in a cyclone. You open y...

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๐ŸŽˆ๐Ÿ˜ž

*Prompt: Write your story about two characters tidying up after a party.*He swept slowly, trying to get every little piece of glitter, streamer, and balloon into one pile. It was much harder than it looked, with the room being full of glitter and streamers and balloons. Every time he swept an area, more trash seemed to appear in its place.After several attempts, he gave up and threw the broom onto one of the tables. He flopped into a chair opposite to it and let out a loud sigh. He was not having a good day. He had walked into the party...

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๐ŸŽง

*Not related to prompt*Fearless (2008) I heard โ€œLove Storyโ€ by Taylor Swift for the first time in the car, driving to school in the 5th grade. My mom was complaining about how much she had to work to take care of me and my younger brother, Jeffery, like usual. Jeffery was in the back, zoning out.  I was ignoring her and counting the stop signs as they passed by, when my ears caught a melody starting to play on the radio  I turned the song up, even though my mom was still talking and I was instantly captivated by the ...

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People are always telling me I look toward the future too much.  They're all like โ€œLauren, stop sprouting prophecies!โ€ or โ€œDo you always have to see the future?โ€ or even, โ€œWhat do you mean Iโ€™m going to die tomorrow?โ€ (That last one only happened that one time. And the guy didnโ€™t even die in the end.) (Well, not entirely) I canโ€™t help it. Iโ€™m a harpy. That means I can see the future and sometimes thereโ€™s a little prophecy that goes with it. It also means I can fly by using my giant wings.  You see, we harpies look like your avera...

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โ€œPrincess Rose, the king and queen are waiting for you.โ€ A servant told her as she waited in one of the majestic halls by the window.          Rose glanced up from watching the lords, ladies, and servants go about their day in the courtyard beneath her.          โ€œOh.โ€ She mused. She looked back down at the courtyard, seeing her best friend, Smith, running along. A rare smile graced her lips at the thought of what he could possibly be doing. Only Smith could make ...

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The Memories in this House

Submitted to Contest #85

2021 Katie stepped out of her car and looked at the house. It stood out from the other modern sleek houses on the street with its retro structure and cozy vibes. It looked one of those classic homes you see in old movies with its wide porch and simple exterior. The blue and white paint on the walls was beginning to chip off and one of the posts on the porch looked it was ready to fall over. It had seen better days, but that was the least of Katieโ€™s worries right now.             &n...

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The Room I'm Stuck in

Submitted to Contest #84

That day. November 15. The day everything went wrong. The day that the walls went up and locked me in this room. The day that made the rest of my life collapsed. Everything was perfect before that. I had an amazing family. I had friends who I trusted and understood me. I was in love. I had a whole future ahead of me that was bright and full of hope. It all fell apart when Abagail died. She was walking home after a party with me and some of our friends. Snow was falling hard, and the roads where already slick with ice. She was sl...

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Fateful Vacation

Submitted to Contest #83

Dinner at the Essington-Smith house was always a time of conversation, whether about how the world works, politics, or funny things that happened in their day. Today the topic was how peopleโ€™s parents met.               โ€œCassieโ€™s parents met at a New Years eve party. It was love at first sight.โ€ Sadie, the second oldest, said with a dreamy sigh. โ€œIsnโ€™t that so romantic?โ€               Alyssa, the oldest,...

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