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“A Selfless Hero” by Veda Vivek💎

Blackwood or marble? Obsidian or silver? Win or lose? *** When Helen woke up, she knew something was different. The air felt different, more strained and tense. Her eyes snapped open, her mind trying to focus, but all she felt was a drifting haze. “Jasper?” she asked sleepily. When she heard no response, her left hand reached across the bed, ...

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“Misunderstood ” by Veda Vivek💎

Hand in hand with Evie, I walk on the muddy road, the dirt getting in the soles of my shoes. I see the festival up ahead, a beautiful time of year filled with lights and magic and games. I head straight towards the Ferris wheel, but Evie pulls me behind.  “Can we get some cotton candy?” she asks sweetly. I grimace, remembering my promise. “Yeah,” I say in a strained voice. This year is not...

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“Our Year” by Veda Vivek💎

Submitted to Contest #93

Why?Why did I have to be left with Adam? The floor was littered with paper, glass, and other gunk. The party got out of hand, people throwing bottles everywhere and yelling. The glittery streamers that once adorned the room laid forgotten on the ground, shredded and muddy. The tables were smeared with stains from the wine. The room smells like sweat. The lights were flickering, making the room look haunted. Some chairs were turned upside down. The room looked like a tornado went through it. 

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“White, Red, and Black” by Veda Vivek💎

Submitted to Contest #93

I feverishly put on my makeup, my pale face now suddenly aglow with artificial cosmetics. My blood-red lips pop out against my skin, my feeble attempt of a contour offset. It looks awful. In frustration, I grab a cloth off the counter, rubbing my skin so hard it has a soft pink color. I groan. I was never like Farina, a person who put makeup on so professionally that it seems like she was born to do i...

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“A life gained, a life lost” by Veda Vivek💎

Screams.Terrible screams, echoing around me, making my barely functioning ears throb painfully. Then, something pulls me, out.But I don’t want to go out. I fight, but the thing is stronger. It pulls me, stronger than I am, and then I am out, the cold air slamming against me. A light blinds my newborn eyes, and I begin to cry. Why did they take me out of my luxury?<...

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“For the Greater Good” by Veda Vivek💎

A picture hung on every lamp post, every tree, every wall, littering the entire town with the same person. A person with pale skin, dull blue eyes, wilted blonde hair, and a crooked smile decorated the paper, smiling dully on every street. Underneath the picture was the same sentence, “Have you seen this person?”Of course nobody has seen this person. This young man, in his teens, left the country over two years ago, yet the police are still determined to find him. Even his remaining relati...

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“Hazel Eyes” by Veda Vivek💎

Submitted to Contest #91

Mekka slams the book shut, irritated. “There’s nothing here about the American Revolution,” she says, throwing her hands up.“Well, there has to be something. The librarian said that the book was somewhere here. Maybe we didn’t look hard enough,” I offer, standing up and searching the books again. Mekka rolls her eyes. “As if. We’ve searched for an hour, Dean. there’s nothing. Come on, let’s go back home,” she says, putting her things in her bag. I was a...

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“Saved by the sycamore ” by Veda Vivek💎

Submitted to Contest #90

The sycamore tree rose tall and proud from the soft, velvety grass. Its bark holds ancient secrets, its roots are more powerful than an average tree, its leaves pure and bright. The sycamore tree reaches for the heavens. The tree is the savior of many, a hero to countless lives.A young girl looked out the window from her room, gazing at the tree in her backyard. Her eyes narrowed in concentration, squinting at the sycamore. She heard the stories, yet she refused to believe them. She was about to open her bedroom door, he...

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“Dream disaster” by Veda Vivek💎

Meg was holding her bags tightly, looking at me with her soft blue eyes. She looked scared, yet excited.  We didn’t say anything, both of us just staring at each other. Suddenly, I could hold back the question that was killing me.  “Why do you have to leave?” I said, relieved the question is off my chest.  Meg smiled, yet it was a pained smile. “I have to, you know. Follow ...

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“Into the Underworld” by Veda Vivek💎

*Author's note: This is based on Greek Mythology. I first read the original story in "Percy Jackson's Greek Gods". I then wrote my own version for this prompt. Hope you enjoy it!*My mom’s screams of anguish.My dad apologizing, yet his heart wasn’t meaning it.Me rolling down my dad’s throat.  Meeting three girls at the bottom, all of them looking at me in curiosity. These are the thin...

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“Roses have thorns” by Veda Vivek💎

“Um, are you sure this is a good idea?” I asked nervously. I was not looking forward to this. “Of course it is! All my ideas are good!” my boss Alan smirked knowingly. “Well, yeah, but couldn’t this go wrong? I mean, it is kind of scary…” I said, my eyebrows crinkled with worry.  “Oh, stop thinking about it so much! After, all, what’s the worst thing that can happe...

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“Paranoid much?” by Veda Vivek💎

9:30 AMMy alarm screamed beside me. I woke up, stretching and yawning in bed. I grabbed my glasses off the nightstand, putting them on. My vision immediately sharpened. I got up, grumbling, and went to the bathroom. There, I was met by my usual morning sight; my mocha brown hair was frizzy and sticking up at all ends, my gray eyes clouded with exhaustion, my lips in a familiar downturn. I was about to reach for the toothpaste when I stopped, for today was April 1st. Pranking day. I couldn’t trust anything or a...

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“Toxic friendship” by Veda Vivek💎

I was lying on my bed, the light from my lamp illuminating my dark room. It was nighttime. Tears were running down my face. My anti-depression pills haven’t helped me at all. They make my situation worse. I turned my head and looked at my room.  Again. My bed, desk, nightstand, rug, closet. All pink. Moving boxes were still in my room, even though we moved a month ago. I was too lazy to re...

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“Shhhh...” by Veda Vivek💎

Submitted to Contest #85

That’s the thing about this city- it’s broken, never to be fixed again. Up and down the same streets, again and again, and no friendly faces.Glares.Murderous glances. Distrusting eyes. These are the things that meet everyone’s sight as they walk into this dead city. It doesn’t matter if they haven’t done anything bad. It is just the way it is. Boarded windows.Shredded wood.Brok...

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“Fate is Unpredictable ” by Veda Vivek💎

Submitted to Contest #84

Brad: "Daddy!” I shouted from my bedroom. I instantly heard a thump thump, and the door burst open. My dad was standing in the doorway, looking at me with a worried look.  "Yeah? What is it? Are you hurt? What happened? ” he asked, his eyebrows furrowing, the look he had when he thought something was wrong. If you couldn’t already tell, I had the world’s most overp...

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