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Write a story about someone finding acceptance.

Posted in Character on Jun 14, 2024

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“Shadows of What We Were” by Alexandra Noir

Submitted to Contest #255

***I painted you as a monster through thousands of words, only to later idolize you as a god. Gradually, you became a man, and now you are just a stranger.***    Dear you...    The one who often told me how important I am and how lucky he is that I exist and that I am his. His... such beautiful words that slowly turned into tears. I was no longer his, and everything fell apart, taking us back to what we were at the beginning. Simple people with open wounds that turned into scars over time, like blades of grass s...

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“Wardrobe Space” by Sharon Williams

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #255

As she drove down the slip road onto the dual carriageway Nic said,           ‘Pick a space. Accelerate or slow down into it.’With a little hesitation, she joined the stream of traffic and was wedged between a white transit behind her and a mini in front, other vehicles moved rapidly past in the fast lane.           ‘Only a couple of junctions and then you reach the turn-off.’She was gripping the steering wheel tightly and could feel...

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“Flight Risk” by Nita A Mozzi

Submitted to Contest #255

She traps the little bird inside her fist. The soft, round edges of the wooden bird token brush against the cold sweat coating Nadia’s palms. It is a souvenir she brought from home before the semester started. She bought it for herself, but soon, it will belong to someone else. She holds her fist close to her chest and stares at the full moon outside her window. Her short breaths become rhythmic, mechanic, mimicking the faint blow of the vent above her head. In this moment, breathing feels like an action that slowly succumbs to a silent pray...

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“Defying Death” by Andrew K Langley

Submitted to Contest #255

Earlier this afternoon I rewatched Evel Knievel jump his motorbike over a ravine. I fast-forwarded through countless minutes of build-up, audience predictions, and the man himself getting ready to launch through the air. After all, I already knew the ending.The headline running across the bottom of the screen boasted an overused, unoriginal alliteration:“Death-Defying Daredevil”The few seconds of footage showing Evel flying through the air raised my heart rate a tick or two. But I’m not here to tell you about an underlying heart condition. I...

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“No Dumb Arguments.....” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #255

Would the meek and mild ever triumph, so love could find its way? Fabio drove to his day job as vet, wondering. That morning, he had awoken in the usual way, surrounded by the smother love of his Zia Gabriella, or Gabby as she was affectionately known in his little 'hood. Long ago and far away now, Fabio had become an orphan, so his father's older sister had brought him up, family first.Fabio brushed off his trousers, covered with cat fur again.He did love all creatures great and small, hence his vocation. Zia Gabby had taken to feeding a va...

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“A Legacy of Questions” by Dr. Jael Zebulun

Submitted to Contest #255

How can I think about romance now? Because, like it or not, I have to. ***Though we have wept and grieved together, my father can’t possibly share my level of loss because he isn’t truly empty. Not that he didn’t love my mother—he did. He had a great passion and love for her. But, in the long run, he was always closer to The One, The One he always talks about, The One who visits from time to time and gives him all those visions. As for Dad, he valued his own life above Mama’s more than a few times and risked her being taken to another man’s ...

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“Seven Rooms” by Elisa Welch

Submitted to Contest #255

EntrywayI am standing in the entryway of my mother’s small house, holding empty boxes, keys hanging limply from a finger. The silence holds me like a vise. My body is poised, waiting for the blare of Fox news, the raspy call of her angry need.“Reyna! Where’s my damn Newports?! Cheese and rice, girl, I’ve been waiting all day, get a move on!”Her voice echoes in my mind, but the house remains eerily quiet. I can’t stop staring at the dust bunny that has formed in the corner near the old bench where I learned to tie my shoes. Mot...

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“The ticking of fate” by Joana Marques

Submitted to Contest #255

Peter stopped in front of the church and stared at the façade that had hosted solemn farewell rites for centuries. The ancient stones, polished by the incessant march of lives that came and went, seemed to conspire against the stability of his steps, murmuring eternal longing. Filled with the fresh breath of the mountains, the breeze carried with it echoes of laments and prayers, sounds that guided him along the route he had taken from there, so many times, in a funeral procession. The destination was the sacred ground where the memories of ...

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“A Cozy Mystery: A Tale of Deceit and Acceptance.” by Scott Taylor

Submitted to Contest #255

In the tranquil, picturesque town of AppleWood, the chirping of birds and the gentle rustling of leaves filled the air, creating a serene atmosphere. It was where whispers flowed freely, secrets were traded like precious gems, and the air was thick with intrigue.Samantha, a woman who had grown up in this close-knit hamlet, found solace in the quiet solitude that her introverted nature afforded her.Despite being raised in the township, she had always felt like an outsider, and even her adoptive parents became distant once she left for college...

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“FAITH AND HOPE” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #255

FAITH AND HOPE Layla made her way unsteadily from the washroom to the bed, her hand desperately clinging to the IV pole for support. She paused for a few moments as a wave of pain drenched her body leaving her depleted. The short respite from her journey across the hospital ward enabled her to continue her barefoot trek. She knew she was supposed to put on the slippers by the side of the bed, but truthfully, she didn’t have the stamina for it.  Reaching the side of the bed she turned and positioned the IV pole the way the nurses had ta...

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“A limited embrace ” by Liliana Tricks

Submitted to Contest #255

In the heart of a bustling work space, the vibrant echoes of productivity filled the air. Our protagonist, a fiercely strong and independent 20 something-year-old woman, navigated her work with determination and grace. However, a moment of impatience and ego from a work placement student altered the course of her life. The heavy-duty electric wheelchair, a symbol of misplaced arrogance, pinned her foot in a cruel twist of fate. As co-workers rushed to her aid, a wave of pain unlike any she had known washed over her. The electric jolts and gn...

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“Le Bon Dieu ” by Wendy M

Submitted to Contest #255

         Winter limped into the late autumn day like a bedraggled pup looking for a warm fire and finding only an empty hearth. Squalling rain battered classroom windows, depositing sticky bronzed sycamore leaves and diverting the pupils' already limited attention.       Most of the children would leave the elementary school at fourteen; the boys to sweep swarf in dark grimy factories, the girls going into service or shop work, unless a dozen younger siblings mea...

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“We’ll Be Okay - A short story” by Marialexa Gamero

Submitted to Contest #255

The tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked up at him. A small smile grew on his face as he noticed that she was finally willing to look at him. She couldn’t help but notice that his eyes were also red, clearly he had also been crying. She flinched as he raised his hand closer to her face and he immediately stopped moving as he noticed. He cupped the side of her face and looked into her eyes. There was a small sparkle in those eyes, it was very faint but, after all this time, it was still there. “I miss him too.” He managed to say before ...

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“Transitions in Silence” by Martin Maynard

Submitted to Contest #255

Transitions in SilenceI’m sitting on my bed, holding a broken piece of wood from the neck of my acoustic guitar, contemplating a lot of different thoughts. Nothing is going as planned in my life. After this last week, especially Thursday night, my whole life seems very different.As I rub my palm against the smooth, six-inch piece of wood, I think about what happened this last week. I’ve been in Burnith, Kansas for almost six months. I came here for work, and my time is almost up. In one week, I will be leaving to go back home. My father, Nat...

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“Another Day in Love” by Isabella Sparks

Submitted to Contest #255

***DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY CONTAINS DRAMATIC, SENSUAL AND TRAGIC ELEMENTS*** Emma stirred to the sound of her alarm at dawn, the sunrise casting a golden glow on the curtains. With a lazy slap of her hand, she hit the off button before rolling over.  “Morning, love,” she said, as she reached out.  “Morning,” Ian replied as he draped her hand over his chest.  Emma hugged him tight and let out a groan. “Can’t we just stay in bed all day?” she mumbled in the darkness, wiggling her toes and touching his feet under the sheets. “I’...

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