Write a story about someone who is unexpectedly wise.
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“Piecewise” by Zilla Babbitt
The water was black. Feathery fingers of swill rested atop the clear black waves, rushing along to the south and bringing their familiar stench to the city with it. Wrecked boats, bloody rags, a whale’s worth of dead leaves from upriver, old clothes, wreckage from long-gone houses; everything ended up in the river at least once in its lifetime. Edward Piecewise stared down at the water. He contemplated his reflection, or at least what forced its way ...
“Quiet Weeds” by Waverley Stark
The buttons of her coat are tangled up in her hair. The light glares down on her, like some sort of great god telling them of their wrongdoing. Maya sits hunched and frightened under it. It’s been over three hours, and they still don’t have any information. She could be healthy again in weeks, months, even days. They didn’t have any way to know.
“The Split” by John K Adams
`David knew big kids eat lunch with big kids. David was a little kid. That’s why his sisters didn’t lunch with him.When he became a big kid, little kids would eat with little kids.And anyway, girls don’t eat with boys, no matter what size they are. It’s the way things work. Those are the rules. David’s mother, Debra, didn’t get it. She worried about David being stuck in a wheelchair. He rarely thought about that. When making their lunches for the day, Debra always said, “Hey kids, I know you trade and share. Bu...
“We Take the Wolves” by Joshua G. J. Insole
1When the werewolves first attacked, we didn’t stand a chance. Of course, I didn’t know they were werewolves at the time.The four of us – Kim, Mark, Daryl and I – said goodnight and turned in for the evening, returning to our respective tents. We knew we’d have a long day of hiking and climbing the next morning, so we wanted to get some sleep. Besides, we’d had a couple of beers and very little rest. Add that on top of the couple of hours it’d taken...
“DOG DAY” by Deborah Mercer
DOG DAY So far as I knew, nobody in our little coastal village near the North Sea was actively unkind when it came to Eva Kent, neither behind her back nor to her face. She wasn’t known as the Village Idiot or Seathorpe’s answer to Forest Gump or anything like that. She was just – well, a bit thick! Or so we thought. She wasn’t ugly, by any means, but her moon-shaped face and rather straggly hair and figure that somehow managed to be plump and angul...
“A Soldier's War” by Rima ElBoustani
Fear pulsated through Gordon’s heart as the bullets from the guns ripped the air beside him. He was crouched behind some foliage, hoping against hope that his camouflaged attire hid him well. It had been three months of open fire. But despite, or perhaps because of, the fear, the war had made him wise. You wouldn’t expect that of a soldier. If he had been clever, he would have stayed at home. His comrade nudged him in the ribs and whispered just loudly enough to be heard above the fire, “You think we can make it?”“Same as an...
“The Story Of Jesse The Math Genius” by Sierra Woods
Chapter 1By the time Jesse Mary was 6 months old, she was blurting out full sentences. You see, normally children would only be saying mama, dada, and short single words at this age. Doctors just thought it was because she was exposed to a lot of television at her age. Tyler, Jesse's 14-year-old brother was always watching his precious tv and playing video games in the living room, around Jesse....
“Long Ride” by Jarod Cannon
The man sat hunched on a beat up bench beneath a shotty overhead cover made of foggy glass, stained by rain and the passing of time. For longer than he’d ever cared to keep track, the man had sat beneath that same glass case waiting for the same bus to come and carry him away from the day behind him. Each and every night he’d hunch his back and watch this thumbs wrestle each other as that bus seemed to arrive just a few minutes late, almost reluctant to give a ride to him s...
“The Dreaming Tree” by Emily Lawson
The Dreaming TreeIt was finally my turn! I felt overwhelmed by all the choices. My heart was racing. I only had 2 hours left to decide.In my small secluded village, set deep in the forest along the Appalachian Trail there was a magical tree, The Dreaming Tree.The tree was a towering giant that had beautiful white flowers year round that fell into a graceful carpet all around it. Birds built perfect nests in branches that never needed trimmed. Each year ten frui...
“Wat is fathe?” by Tony Hall
Hi. My name is Michael Goldman, and Im in the 1st grade. My teecher axed the class to rite down a story in 1 month abowt wat is fathe? Im confuzd. I dont no wat that meens, so i axed arownd. Mamma tole me fathe meens to beleeve in god, but not to speek his name out lowd becuz it was to holy. My oldr sister Patty is a softmoor in hi skool, she sez theres no such thing as god, its juss a fary tale to forse pepole to think a like. ...
“If Not You, Than Who?” by Kaitlyn Lee
“Maybe this isn’t such a good idea,” he thought to himself, pulling into a gas station. Jeremy sat inside his ancient silver Sebring and considered turning around altogether. “How well did he really even know MiKayla?” he wondered. They had met at a Halloween party last year while he was visiting a friend in California and had hit it off surprisingly well but Jeremy had never been one to jump into things and now he was driving across the entire continental United States to meet up with a girl he had met once. He shook his head in disbelie...
“Learning to Read” by SSPow Powell
Wednesday I didn't know Sean long, but he always seemed super serious to me. I had just started out working loss prevention at the big box store and I was joyful and exuberant. I found out later that the cashiers thought of me like a big dumb puppy. They weren't really too far off the mark either. I took to my job like the worlds coolest game of hide and seek. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. But it was always fun. I got to crawl around on the floor in a store or peek through shelving or even sometimes hi...
“Light ” by Jacelyn Herondale
The sunlight was blinding her vision. The cars were zooming back and forth in front of her blurred sight. People were rising and falling in front of her, talking to her, talking in air. It was soundless. Complete, unnerving silence... Jacelyn calmly brought herself into the realm of reality. The subconscious mind can be disturbing sometimes. For her, it was always. Half a score before, she would find her eyes buried in a damp pillow, her sternum concealing itself in her thorax consistently. Presently, she folded her k...
“The Knuckleheaded Genius” by Anthony Eriksen
I have always been a knucklehead. I act like an idiot until it comes to something I truly care about. My friends know that I love to give out advice when I know about something, so they come to me when they have problems. They do sometimes come to me with relationship advice. Me being me, I only care about this stuff since there my friends and I care about what happens to them.Little did I know, they were telling everyone about how much...
“juh NAY” by Chris Novak
Writing CONTEST #159: PeanutsWrite a story about someone who is unexpectedly wise.CD Novak 10/04/19juh NAY“It’s always darkest before the dawn.” Well, is that so? The question is - how long before the dawn? Under what conditions? If three a.m. means before dawn, then this is probably right. If we’re talking about 6:30 then no. Janée had been gone for three years now. Not so old, not so young at 68 years. But she was in good health and her heart event caught us a...
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