Write a story about someone who's haunted by their past.

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“I Need you 2 Live!!!” by Steven Thompson

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Roman Jordan picks up his three fifty-seven snub nose revolver off the coffee table in his living room. He places one bullet in one of the eight empty shell compartments in the cylinder. He gently spends the cylinder twice blindly, then closing the cylinder into its chamber. Roman then places the revolver into his mouth while sliding the hammer backwards. “You disgusting iniquitous vexed weak bowel fecal. So, you are cowardly going out the easy way? My presence has only anguished you for two weeks, but my mother will be haunted her entire ...

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“Past is past ” by Ragini Rani

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It was a very long time ago. Grand father, Grand mother, used to live with their one daughter, son in law and we 4 cousins -3 brothers and me one sister. We used to go to school, eat and drink and celebrate festivals together. We faced the storms in life and made merry on happy occasions. It was a golden time and we were very happy in our childhood. Later I went to college and my grandfather expired. My grand mother was left alone by her son and we children grew up and shifted in their jobs. I still remember my grand father's hard work and l...

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“What If” by Anna Rogers

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‘I’m happily married, aren’t I?’ Gil, short for Gilbert was what anyone would consider ‘a good catch.’ His legal star was definitely on the upward trajectory, and the horrors were the two apples of Chloe’s eye. She mightn’t be the proverbial ‘helicopter mum’, but whoever coined the phrase ‘proud mum’ surely had her in mind, while the occasional drawing enjoyed a short life on most fridges Chloe actually hung her children’s artwork on walls, got the best pieces framed and wore paper chains and sellotape inner bracelets as fashion statemen...

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“Guilt” by Becca Peyton

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My hands gripped the steering wheel as I watched the light, waiting for it to become green. This intersection haunted me more than I'd ever admit to someone. To make matters worse, the only person I'd tell about it is dead. I'm the reason he's dead, and it happened at this intersection. An abrupt honk interrupted my thoughts, as the car behind me grew impatient. The light had turned green while I was thinking. Sighing, I drove, the car behind me silencing itself. Through the next few minutes to my house, I tried not to cry, like ever...

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“THE PLIGHT OF JON MCGEE” by Jerome Curran

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The sky is angry as the storms roll in. Jon is alone, with a storm brewing of a different kind. Possibly the last one he will ever know. Staring at a blinking line on his laptop as the rain becomes deafening against the metal shell of his camper “700 dollars for this,” he mumbles under his breath as he watches a steady drip of water fall to the rotted out floor.. He considers grabbing a bucket to catch it, but what would be the point. It’s an ancient shell of what he was sure someone, somewhere, at some point found pleasure in. Not him thoug...

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“Hope” by Carol Keefer

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“Hope” By Carol Ann Keefer The storm thunder in the mountains as the rain penetrated the land, with flashes of lighting making it difficult to see a few inches from the faces of Derrek and his younger sister, Janneke Digging deep in the surrounding shrubs just beyond the road. It was dangerous to be out this late at night, particularly far from the city’s protection. Janneke ...

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“Bent Yet Unbroken” by Alex Casner

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I saw you in the forest yesterday. It was so normal, I almost thought you were real. You used to spend hours there, remember? Just you and the trees. You told me once that you liked it there because it made you feel small. I didn't understand then, but I think I do now. You felt like your problems were insurmountable. All-consuming. But when you were out there, you were a small piece of an infinite universe. A cog in an ever-growing machine. When you were there your problems felt small too. I would've spent forever there if it made y...

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“Joe never left” by Emma Taylor

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Trigger warning: depictions of suicide The long-haired girl with gigantic eyes and rosebud lips leans into me. “I have a gift.” She whispers, revealing her teeth and the dimple in her cheek. “It came from my mother’s side. We see those who have passed.” “Wow.” I grin. “Must be cool.” She sips her vodka coke and moves in closer. “You know those that take their own life don’t get to pass to the other side. They are still here on earth.” I move my blouse over my wrist, clenching it tight in my fingers. I leave the conver...

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“THE PICTURE” by Fanice Angatia

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Umi gazed into the wall. The group of ants trailed after their implicit leader in a single pile, forming a sharp zigzag sometimes a wiggly line, they were so tiny. Umi wondered if their tiny feet dirtied their floors back in their homes, the wall was clean but dirt is always in every organism, nature is so natural, or maybe they also sweep and clean, like us. She cannot remember learning anything from the episode last night. The National Geographic channel was always on. No one else in the house bothered to switch channels. Of course no one ...

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“The Search for Inner Peace” by Jazz Minnelli

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I packed up all my things getting ready to go back home for the weekend. My eyes fell on a small drawing of a man, woman and a young boy and girl, taped onto the clinic wall. I do not know what happened to them, although it was I that drew them from my memory. I just know that I wish I had more time.I pushed back my chair like I always do at the end of the day. I wasn’t tired. I liked knowing that I was helping sick people and trying to give them hope even when I knew they wouldn’t make it through the night. The hope of survival matters more...

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“Those unfamiliar hands” by Tammy Pieterson

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She shouldn't have drank those last two Long Island cocktails last night, but she had a long day, as all her days are lately, and she did drink those cocktails, and now she's stumbling to her bathroom with her eyes half open, balancing the weight of her headache and controlling the storm in her stomach. After decorating her toilet bowl with different shades of undigested fluid and regret, she flung herself onto the counter, knocking her elbow against the left tap, tired and almost melting into the washing basin, she stared at her reflection ...

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“The world I live in” by N C

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I refuse to go anywhere near anyone, I don’t need them to hurt me again. I miss my mom. She was the only person that understood me, the only person that even cared. Mom was the only human that made me feel better being an Axile, but now she’s gone too. An Axile can control people’s thoughts and movements, so I guess that’s why flying-freaks Atsoises are after me. They say I’m the last generation left, and that they were going to teach me how to use my power correctly. I was caught once, when I was five years old, and they were nothing they ...

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“Eternal Entrapment” by Joseph Lombardi

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How can one both yearn for something and dread it at the same time? It would be an unenviable thing; an article that someone wishes to draw near to, but yet shy away from in the same movement --like a rose bush drawing one close with its beauty, the delicate petals arrayed elegantly by some natural geometer, but hastening away with its nasty thorns that wrap and tangle the vines which support the whole. It would be much akin to time itself, that evanescent yet perennial movement which beckons one onwards, even though the destination is undes...

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“Dead Men Don't Love” by Rowan B

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Some people might have said love at first sight isn't real, but when Darrien saw this boy on his way home from work, he knew that those people were wrong. Because as soon as their eyes met, Darrien was struck. The boy was probably in his early twenties, much like Darrien himself; he was only twenty-two. He had long black hair that swept over his eyes in a very mysterious way. He wore a black hooded jacket, almost as if he didn't want to be noticed. Darrien thought that the mysteriousness was kind of hot. And his eyes, oh, his eyes. When Darr...

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“The Faithful” by Matthew Turner

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When Kira went to sleep, the guilt of her past would crush her. When she was awake it was easy to train herself to not think about it. She would focus on something, anything to not have to think about it. Why would she want to think about something like that, but when she started to slip into sleep her guard would drop. Those fuzzy moments when your breath slows and your eyes close and you begin to unwind your mind from the steady pace of the day. That was when the weight of it would press on her. She would squeeze her eyes shut to push out ...

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Write a story about someone who's haunted by their past.

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✍️ 252 stories

“I Need you 2 Live!!!” by Steven Thompson

“Past is past ” by Ragini Rani

“What If” by Anna Rogers

“Guilt” by Becca Peyton

“THE PLIGHT OF JON MCGEE” by Jerome Curran

“Hope” by Carol Keefer

“Bent Yet Unbroken” by Alex Casner

“Joe never left” by Emma Taylor

“THE PICTURE” by Fanice Angatia

“The Search for Inner Peace” by Jazz Minnelli

“Those unfamiliar hands” by Tammy Pieterson

“The world I live in” by N C

“Eternal Entrapment” by Joseph Lombardi

“Dead Men Don't Love” by Rowan B

“The Faithful” by Matthew Turner

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