Rishab Gupta

“My long, off-topic story” by Rishab Gupta

I have finally managed to succeed in my New Year resolution. To learn something new! I know that sounds weird for a New Year resolution. But hey, you can make up anything resolution you want as long as you can hold it! But learning something new didn’t include studies from school. It included learning art or doing hobbies. I feel talented because I have learned the guitar this year. Although this year felt like a low budget disaster movie, I had learned something new, something… musical! My name is Joshua Vinton. And I love to play the guit...

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“Into the Future” by Rishab Gupta

Submitted to Contest #57

My name is Marlon K. And the winds blew harshly. The trees leaned. The cars creaked. And all that happened when I walked down a dark, gloomy street. I held on to my cloak as it tried to escape. It was a Friday night and instead of enjoying the night watching movies with my parents I was walking down the street. The emptiness made me shudder. I was a teen who had just came back from school. Our school was one of the best in the whole county but we had to stay there till night. I want to look at my future. The best thing I like to do is shop a...

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“A New Friend” by Rishab Gupta

Submitted to Contest #56

A dust storm was going on in the middle of the evening. This is the time of the day when me and my friends come outside to talk and bike around obviously wearing funny masks. It was the middle of summer and also the middle of Covid- 19. We had online classes going on. And we had nothing to do after school except for dong homework. We usually played video games before school had started. But as soon as school started, my parents restricted my screen time.           I play with three peopl...

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“My gift ” by Rishab Gupta

My name is Sam London. It was a hot, sunny day and the afternoon started with my popsicle melting.My street is full of kids but they all never come out. In Phoenix, Arizona, you can never be surprised if there’s a heat wave.           And so I wasn’t surprised when my popsicle melted in seconds when I stepped out of the doorstep. I had to get another one, hoping my mom would let me. My mom luckily came outside to check on me. And I thought this was my only chance. I asked her, ‘Mom, can ...

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“Buchner” by Rishab Gupta

Submitted to Contest #50

It was a moment never like this! How could it be when I, Pequo Minchin had thrown a ball at my worst enemy Nix Manchow. Nix tried to jump as high as he could. At first, it felt like time had stopped; but then I just found out that Nix couldn’t jump with that 132 lbs. weight of his. I live on the lower street of Buchner Street. Nix lived on the higher part of Buchner Street. Our rivalries had started when Nix had skateboarded down the hill while listening to songs. Unfortunately, he didn’t see my best friend, John Scar. And that had happene...

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“The Superhero Fan” by Rishab Gupta

Submitted to Contest #48

The sun let out an eye piercing heat wave as Ken Morrison, living in 6897 W, Orchosacharian Shea, sat in his car carrying a pile of books from the library. His curly and dark brown hair soaked up the sun’s attack and warmed him. His cotton shirt was turquoise. He had a matching color of Under Armor shoes and shorts. His photo-chromatic eyeglasses were shaded. The glasses were absorbing the heat completely. His face was beaded with sweat. He was sitting just beside the driver’s seat. In the driver’s seat, sat his mom. She was wearing her avia...

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“Chances Come and Go” by Rishab Gupta

Submitted to Contest #47

The sun streamed out brightly as me and my friends played soccer on the field near my house. I ran swiftly and sprang the ball from my opponent and scored an easy goal. Sweat spread across my body. It was burning hot. Our Arizona peeps (a.k.a older siblings) stayed at home in the air conditioner doing whatsoever nonsense.  I looked at the audience, my little brother and his friends. Their five year old habits made me and my friends laugh out loud.          We finished the game as per five goa...

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“The Future of My Talent” by Rishab Gupta

The darkness filled the atmosphere as I, Malcolm Reveille ran home from school. The clouds thundered as my short, jet - black hair blew from the swift wind approaching me, making me conspicuous. I soon reached a big house that looked like a villa. I opened the huge gates.There stood my sister, Zamora. She smiled cheekily. Her overgrown gown had a dark and blue pattern. Her long, brown hair blew in the air. Her face looked tiny with her cat-eyed glasses. She was taller and older than me.I walked to the Reveille house. I ignored my sister stan...

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“Brothers Forever” by Rishab Gupta

Submitted to Contest #45

Kernigan woke up to find his room messed up from yesterday’s play date with his friends. His head seared with pain. The 7 year old boy got out of bed and tried to avoid the obstructions from his path to the bathroom. He stumbled over his toy car and fell face flat on the carpet. It did not hurt much though. Kernigan groaned. He sleepily stood up and headed towards the bathroom. He came out of the bathroom and kneeled down. He picked up a portion of his toys and tossed them into his basket. He looked at his alarm clock. Today was Sunday. Tha...

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“The Exploration” by Rishab Gupta

Submitted to Contest #44

           ‘Goodbye everyone,’ said two boys pointing towards a teacher and some students. It was a fine day as Tobias Livendale and Trevor Oswald walked down the hallways of The University of Toronto. ‘We have to get a good score on this project,’ said Tobias, ‘we are going to take a trip to the United States for our country report.’ They had a country project due three weeks later. Instead of going online and jotting down the words on Google, they had decided to take a trip and visit U...

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“The Journey” by Rishab Gupta

Submitted to Contest #43

               My name is Mankato. I live in Montgomery, Alabama. And all I have to say is, ‘What a beautiful world we live in!’ That may not sound that reasonable for the starting, but keep listening. With the trees glaring at us with calm eyes. With the sun staring down at us as if to say hi. With the small little utilities that help us to stay alive. ‘Wow.’            I live in a 2 – story house with my parents...

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