Write a story about a very skilled pickpocket.

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“A Passing Shadow” by Sasha Senaratne

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How had it come to this? Marlon Kinsman leaned against the guardrail at King’s Cross Station and watched Eleanor glide effortlessly amongst the commuters. He pictured his mother, red-faced and shouting if she were to ever find out about his pickpocketing obsession. To think he was now treating it as a game made him quiver. His family needed money—any way possible—and Marlon was the man of the house.Eleanor’s bright face popped up in front of him, derailing his train of thought. She held up a black leather wallet, her smile beaming from ear t...

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“An Everyday Hero ” by Natalie Marie Stefani Rice

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The train comes rumbling to an abrupt stop. My head jerks slightly forward. I open my eyes, realizing I have managed to nod off again on my morning commute to the city.Looking at me you couldn't tell. Talking to me it wouldn't have dawned on you. But try and spend more than a few hours of quality time with me and I will rock your world. (Sometimes literally.)The local newspapers have called me a Modern Day Robin Hood. But I'm much more humble than that and, honestly, I try to avoid whatever press I may come across. In reality, they have the ...

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“Pickpocket” by Quinn Collins

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A pickpocket stole my truths from my back pocket. Now, only lies slip through my teeth. I can say my name and personal facts, but I can’t talk about memories. They become twisted and wildly untrue. When I say these things, it doesn’t even feel like I’m lying. The strangest thing about this, everyone believes the lies. No questions asked. I could make up the most unbelievable, fictional story and everyone would believe it. They don’t even just give simple, robot responses either. They seem interested, asking questions for more details. And wi...

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“IDK” by Eden Aiono

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Happily skipping along, Daya twirled around as she jumped into the air, causing her to bump into a middle-aged man."I'm so sorry sir!" She exclaimed and kept walking. Smirking, the sly 14-year-old pulled the gold-plated watch out of her pocket. Scanning the lakeside, Daya saw a bunch of skaters, hanging around a park bench and giggled about the little thought she just had.Ducking into a public toilet, she emerged as a completely different person. Her brown wig was nowhere in sight and her long, luscious black hair swayed around her waist. Sh...

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“A Pocketeer's Memory” by Hadia Abbas

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When I stand in the middle of a crowd, perhaps a busy street on a Monday, with hundreds of rushing locals hurrying for their jobs, from their jobs; students to their schools, from their schools; tourists roaming about with no sense of direction… I feel alive.The people around me do not notice. No, they don’t understand. They don’t feel the tingling sense of ‘being alive’ that floats in the air like dandelion fluff. The erratic emotions of errant humanity that I can taste on the tip of my tongue. The shining colors of light everybody swims in...

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“The Loophole” by A.w. Karambelas

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Three minutes. That’s all it takes. But, I’ll tell you, it makes a world of difference.Sometimes, it’s easy. They give up the weapon, no problem. You’d be surprised how many just need someone to see them. Really see them. Others—like Jim—well, you’ve got to be a little more tactical. Can’t just kill them. That would mess with the continuum and get us all in a whole bunch of trouble—frankly, I just don’t want to try it. For these cases, I do a little of what I like to call, space-time vigilante thievery.This machine is no career. It...

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“The game” by Christopher Unachukwu

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Looking at the wall clock, Tracy Morgan rubbed her eyes to make sure she was seeing clearly. It was 10:33am. She was late for work. No, she was late to being a famous scientist. Without taking a bath or breakfast, Tracy slid into a blue tight trousers and a white T-shirt. She took her car key and inserted a flash drive- the drive that contained the evidence, the drive that would change her life and that of the entire world- into her pocket. Minutes later, she was in her 1988 yellow Volkswagen's Beetle. She inserted the key into the ignition ...

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“Stone Cold” by Alyssa Shields

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"Do you have it?" a man whispered to another much taller than he. The shorter was lacking in muscular tone and dressed from head to toe in a grape-colored suit. The back hung down low to his knees and the undershirt sported reflective-white buttons. The way the two men leaned their shoulders into one another revealed they were much more than just acquaintances, but their stiff backs gave away the secrecy behind their words."Yes. It's in my pocket," the taller man responded, grumbling in a grave tone. He was monotonously dressed in a matching...

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“A wealthy way of living” by Lindsey Starrberri

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Handres Elliot Gregwend. My uncle. He died about a year ago, at 102. My mother still wonders about him.Uncle Hans was Father's brother. He was the pickpocket of the state. He never passed a block without picking something up. Once, Uncle Hans gave me a beautiful pocket watch, gold. It was perfect. He gave my brother a pretty watch, and my three sisters each got jewelry. Later, we took the accessories to a jeweler, and he told us they were real, about thirty carats each.Uncle Hans never disappointed us. Mom tells us that the only reason he be...

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“The Pockets That Everyone Wished For” by Star Greene

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Jaimie was a lost boy. The sixth child in a family that could only eat once a day, sometimes not even one. All 14 children of their household scour the vast garbage field daily, situated in front of their home and hoped to find something that they can sell off.For the past 12 years, Jaimie has done this and thought that this was enough. He was not going to get anywhere in this kind of lifestyle. He wanted so badly for his life to change.One cloudy afternoon, he met an old friend of his that he has not seen for years.He was wearing some nice ...

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“The Illusionist” by Shernel Davis

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Piqtur Phillips pushed back from where she had been sitting staring at the computer for the past six hours. She stood stretching out the kinks that had been gathering in her spine. It was at this time that a rookie officer opened the door. The poor man froze, his eyes dropping before snapping up to her eyes and saluting. Actually saluting. Where do they get these guys."Yes?" "Umm, sir. I mean Ma'am. That is, Ms. Phillips ma'am...""What is it?" She hadn't meant to snap at him but her patience was wearing non-existent.The officer reddened sl...

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“Love Street ” by Zee Eez

Submitted to Contest #18

The river seine really is magical, whether you witness its striking beauty in broad daylight or when the sun sets and man-made light illuminates the darkened city.Ah Paris, the city of love they say. The city of hope and dreams whatnot. A bunch of rubbish really. It's just so-tick tick tick tickAnd there goes my overused wristwatch signaling the start of my daily work. I smirk to myself as I spot a man dressed in a white coat caressing the arms of the woman beside him, they looked adorable, adorable yet sickening. She smiled up at the blonde...

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“A Thief's Understanding” by Simon Ilincev

Submitted to Contest #18

Rob’s eyes blearily fluttered open, the sun’s rays dancing across his eyes. He lifted his hand to block the light, but instead fell off his bed loudly, groaning.His back issued a sharp crack, like the retort of a gun or the sound of a thief’s fingers being broken.That wasn’t good.To continue to earn enough money for his lodgings, he needed to be in top shape. Housing wasn’t free, and life was still hard even though he had left the slums.As he did every day, Rob stood up and began to stretch. First the ankles, which were important for speed, ...

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“The World's Greatest Pickpocket” by Joe Dozier

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The annual Cross Christmas Choral and Parade was ready to start; and, all available police officers, sheriff’s deputies, and State Investigative Bureau detectives were working the route. For the last few weeks, a pickpocket had plagued our county. Not your normal, run-of-the-mill pickpocket; this one defied capture. Not one victim could recall having seen, felt, or heard anything. LEOs worked all the seasonal events-craft fairs, regattas, tree lightings, Black Fr...

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“How Much I Had” by Melody Davidson

Submitted to Contest #18

As I walked along the street, every step was heavier than the last. Today was the day. It marked two years. Two years since mum died. Two years since Dad went to jail. Two years since my older brother, John, had run away. Two years that I had been in foster care. Everyone knew me. Once I was normal. A normal boy, with a normal family and a normal life. But now I wasn’t normal. I was the son of the man that killed his wife. I was the brother of the boy who had run away and was never seen again. I was the boy that stole. Just like his father, ...

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Write a story about a very skilled pickpocket.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 65 stories

“A Passing Shadow” by Sasha Senaratne

“An Everyday Hero ” by Natalie Marie Stefani Rice

“Pickpocket” by Quinn Collins

“IDK” by Eden Aiono

“A Pocketeer's Memory” by Hadia Abbas

“The Loophole” by A.w. Karambelas

“The game” by Christopher Unachukwu

“Stone Cold” by Alyssa Shields

“A wealthy way of living” by Lindsey Starrberri

“The Pockets That Everyone Wished For” by Star Greene

“The Illusionist” by Shernel Davis

“Love Street ” by Zee Eez

“A Thief's Understanding” by Simon Ilincev

“The World's Greatest Pickpocket” by Joe Dozier

“How Much I Had” by Melody Davidson

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Write a story about a character who buys a secondhand coat and then discovers something in the pocket.

Your fingers tensed around the object in your pocket, ready to pull it out at a moment's notice.

Write a story about someone cleaning out their attic. They find an old piece of clothing, and inside of its pocket is an old keepsake.

"It was just here!" you shout, frantically searching your pockets for the missing thing.

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