Write a story about someone finding acceptance.

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“Gorephans” by Derrick M Domican

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A day.Mummy and Daddy left me. They went away and left me on my own, in this scary place with sharp and spiky stones that stab my feet. I don’t want to cry, on this beach, if it is a beach, because the only sound is that of pebbles crunching beneath my toes and my voice sounds weird, like an echo. There’s nothing to see except the wispy grey fog that folds around me. It feels like I’m by the sea, because of the stones and that disgusting, salty smell, but I can’t hear any waves or people splashing. If it is the seaside, a boring s...

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“Rain Moon Dreamer Writes About Visitors from the Afterlife ” by Kristi Gott

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Journal Entry -My growing puppy, Coos Bay Bear, smiles at me. His white teeth are gleaming and light shines from his eyes, framed by his midnight fur. His tail waves and I smile back at him. Coos makes every day playful and joyful.The air of a light breeze feels cool on my skin. We are hiking in the rainforest wilderness, next to a smooth lake, at the foot of the steep mountains.The light wind bears fragrances of salty sea air and fir boughs. A stream bubbles and laughs over smooth river rocks. The afternoon light is turning golden. This wee...

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“Marlie In The Darkness” by Myranda Schustz

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Everything is black behind Marlie’s eyes. She was floating in the blackness, the darkness, the nothing. She was nothing anymore. Terrible things lurked here in the darkness, she could hear them moving around her. She tries to scream but the blackness has no ears to hear her. She begins to struggle as she realizes that she can’t breathe. She tries to inhale but she chokes on the absence of air. She’s stuck in the suffocatingly dark, blackness of nothing. She wonders if she’s dead and if this is what death is like. She tries to remember where ...

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“After Amy” by Helen A Smith

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TW. Mentions of abuse.There are as many forms of grief as there are love.My first real hug came when I was forty-nine. Before then, I had closed myself off to human affection and hugs were things to be endured. I’d never hugged anyone or allowed anyone to hug me in a meaningful way; when my children were babies I held rather than hugged them. But before you condemn me, I need you to know I’m not some kind of cold-hearted monster. I brought my children up well. They were clean and well fed; I provided for their physical needs, mostly without ...

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“Curtis and The Critical Cog” by Martin Ross

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He turns the creature almost imperceptibly, with the slightest tremor. His fingers steady as he brings the knife to its throat. He now is intently focused, and fails to register as the first, second, third droplets splatter into the folds of his trousers.Gradually, it becomes. It ain’t about speed, Pop pounded home time after time. Careful strokes, the pare, the push, the pull; let the grain, the knots, the imperfections guide you.Mr. Bronheim?It’s one of THEM, the one who brought him the dry chicken, the yellow gravy, the peas, the pills. T...

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“Dear Mom” by Melissa Van Rensburg

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Trigger warning: Mental health, suicide I still have the letters my friends and I wrote each other in class in primary school, but I threw out your suicide note. This means whenever I want to, which is surprisingly often, I can relive every time Maggy and I were angry at Linda, and when Linda and I were angry at Maggy, as well as my massive crush on Jason for a full week because of the way he said my name, like he really meant it, you know? I will never know why Maggy and Linda were angry with me, because I wasn’t privy to those letters. And...

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“A Guide to Surviving Your Corporate Execution” by AR R

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The first thing you'll think about today is how Monday is the Ringo Starr of days—often overlooked, but essential to making something important whole.But on this particular Monday, with layoffs looming at the company you work for, instead of letting the burden of this knowledge combined with the perennial angst of shuttling kids to school and getting yourself situated for another week of laborious meetings and sports practices and dance recitals, you will make the spontaneous decision to be extra patient. Instead of dreading the number of ho...

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“ELIM CIVOLUDAR'S MEMOIRS - EMOTIONAL SEAS” by Darvico Ulmeli

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We offer guidance to others as if we hold all the answers to life's challenges, yet when darkness clouds our own path, and fear grips us tightly, we find ourselves in a corner, our own advice forgotten.Isn't it remarkable how perspectives shift when faced with the situations we once advised others on? Everything feels different, nothing quite as we hoped, and we find ourselves navigating life's labyrinth, grappling with uncertainties we thought we knew...Sound familiar? Oh, indeed.A friend goes through a breakup, and it feels like the world'...

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“Autumn Rains” by Ty Warmbrodt

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Iris and Norman Carter lived in an updated colonial home on the corner of Lake Street and Woodsboro Lane. They bought the home as honeymooners in 1967. The robust trees threw shade clear across the front yard and ivy crawled up the side of the house. Norman added a freestanding garage and workshop in ’72, then a greenhouse for Iris in ’79. They spent their free time beautifying the home inside and out, doing their own landscaping, building their own furniture, sewing their own curtains, pillows, and seat covers. They were proud of the home a...

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“The Gravity of Being Upright” by Akhilesh Mehra

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I think it had started to happen a long time back—bit by bit—but I only noticed it this morning. Gravity was dead. Like Queen Elizabeth. Both of them. Yesterday, it was just Anurag bhaiya’s little music box—a walnut cuboid with burnt-umber filigree on its corners, and a knob the size of my fingernail to play Christina Perri’s You Are My Sunshine—floating a few inches above his desk. Today, it was me. I woke up to find myself levitating. It wasn’t as fun as Miss Dua Lipa may have led you to believe. It felt more like demonic possession than a...

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“My Mommy” by Hannah Lynn

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April 30, 2023 “What brings you here today? It’s been quite a while since the last time we met.” “I miss my mom,” I blurted out, cutting right to the chase while sitting down tentatively. “Oh, Ruth…” a rustle of papers as Dr. Jordan flipped back through her notes. “I didn’t realize…” “No,” I quickly clarified. “She’s okay. I mean, she’s not okay, but she’s still here.” She’s still here, I thought to myself. But was she really? The image of her being brought home from rehab via ambulette flashed before my e...

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“Night Shift” by Trudy Jas

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.Night ShiftJack is two minutes late for work. Nothing unusual about that. He’s actually ahead of his own schedule, just not his boss’ schedule. He would have been on time, maybe even a minute or so early, if he hadn’t knocked Mrs. Compton off her feet in his rush to leave home. Apologizing profusely, hauling her clumsily upright, chasing and returning DeeDee, her toy poodle, had taken what little extra time he had allowed himself and then some.Catching all the red lights is as normal as his toast landing peanut butter-side down.With a grunt...

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“Liora; An Ugly Duckling Tale” by Rob Taylor

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In a quiet glade where the willows weep and the river whispers secrets, there once lived a duckling named Liora. Liora, with her patchy feathers and awkward waddle, endured the jeers of the pond creatures every day. "Ugly," the sleek mallards quacked, their voices dripping with scorn. "Freak," echoed the frogs from their lily pads, their croaks harsh and mocking. Liora bore these taunts in silence, her heart heavy yet hopeful. She often sought solace under a grand willow tree by the riverbank, its drooping branches creating a hidden sanctuar...

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“Shedding Your Past” by Joshua G. J. Insole

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The zombie staggered down an alleyway, disappearing into the gloom of the night. Viola Rodriguez frowned. That woman had been dead, all right: the eyes, the shamble, the stench, the groan. She would have run off screaming if she’d spied the creature a week ago. But it wasn’t a week ago; it was now, and Viola was a changed woman, unfortunately. And what did she have to lose? You couldn’t become both, could you? Besides, this was the first time she’d seen another monster – besides the one that haunted her dreams. She needed to know if there we...

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“The Good Dancer” by Karen Hope

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“I understand”, I say as I watch my boyfriend get up from the table where we’ve just shared our favorite Italian take out. “I know you have a lot of work to do.” He blows a kiss before disappearing into his office. When we signed the lease on this apartment 17 months ago, it was supposed to be our office, but Will is the one who sits there just about every night, usually while I watch TV or scroll mindlessly on my phone. I know being a lawyer is a lot of work, but if you already work 12 hours a day, how much more work can there be? I l...

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Write a story about someone finding acceptance.

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✍️ 99 stories

“Gorephans” by Derrick M Domican

“Rain Moon Dreamer Writes About Visitors from the Afterlife ” by Kristi Gott

“Marlie In The Darkness” by Myranda Schustz

“After Amy” by Helen A Smith

“Curtis and The Critical Cog” by Martin Ross

“Dear Mom” by Melissa Van Rensburg

“A Guide to Surviving Your Corporate Execution” by AR R

“ELIM CIVOLUDAR'S MEMOIRS - EMOTIONAL SEAS” by Darvico Ulmeli

“Autumn Rains” by Ty Warmbrodt

“The Gravity of Being Upright” by Akhilesh Mehra

“My Mommy” by Hannah Lynn

“Night Shift” by Trudy Jas

“Liora; An Ugly Duckling Tale” by Rob Taylor

“Shedding Your Past” by Joshua G. J. Insole

“The Good Dancer” by Karen Hope

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