Write a story from the point of view of a sidekick, or someone who is happy to stay away from the limelight.

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“Mellow” by Corky Farmer

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“Mellow!” Boris yelled as he darted across the living room at light speed. On the return trip, he yelled again, “Mellow! Come on!” Boris’s tail was just a beige blur against the tan leather couch that I wished I was curled up on. Instead, I sat on the kitchen island and watched the cocker spaniel chase that filthy frightened grey mouse around the house. It had been said that it was my duty as a cat to catch that “thing”. But I’m being honest, I’d rather my tabby grey tail be shaved than catch and or eat a mouse. Besides, Mr. and Mrs. Atwood ...

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“All is Well” by V Lauria

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All is well is the message from the lilac bush on the hill. Gia bought it for me three years ago for Mother’s Day. My butterfly bush had bit the soil after a glorious summer of simultaneous blooms and butterflies, as well as the occasional frenzied hummingbird. I have lucious photographs to prove it. The whole bulk of stem just cracked apart and died. Gia couldn’t find a butterfly bush so the lilac seemed to her to be a suitable replacement. The lilac bush on the hill has yet to bloom. The small green leaves are vibra...

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“Isaac’s Sheep” by Eilon Solan

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I love Isaac. Baaa. Every morning, as the day baaagins, I watch him leave his tent with sleepy eyes. He yawns and stretches his arms, and as he sees me standing by the trough his eyes glitter. Baaa. He runs to me, hugs me, and peels a stray bug that got caught in my wool during the night. He then brings the bucket, sets it under me, and milks me with his small fingers. I do my best to stand still even when he pinches me. Every day I hope that I will give more milk than the previous day, so that his parents will complement him for his success...

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“A Spy's Guardian Angel” by Katharine Johns

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Warning: PG/PG-13 content; brief, vague allusions to drinking, sex, and gun violence/activity; also a few religious references I watch over Wesley Portier, a secret agent for the CIA. The Creator certainly gifted him with many skills and strengths for the job, while his continued preservation is typically my handiwork. Where Jesus Christ could’ve called ten thousand angels while He hung on the cross, Wesley’s daily life feels like it could employ just as many sometimes but I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else while he combats terror and cri...

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“A Hero in the Shadows” by Stephinie Johnson

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SongBird was the sidekick and often forgotten partner of Black Hawk, one of the world’s greatest superheroes of all time. After the duo would save the day, fans would rush up and push her out of the way to get to Black Hawk. The world adored him, and many wanted to be just like him. SongBird did not care how others saw her. In fact, she was glad to be invisible. Although her powers were strength, vocal persuasion, and the ability to transport herself to any location, she felt that she had nothing over Black Hawk's ability to fly and use voca...

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“A SIDEKICK STORY” by Melinda Madrigal

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It all began on my first day at hero school. I was nervous, scared and down right petrified. The school was bigger than any other building I ever saw. I was a gawky teenager, nothing to be impressed about. I didn't know what I was doing here. This place was all about the heroes, the sidekicks were an after-thought. No one paid any attention to us. Then one day everything changed. My name is Winifred. This is my story. Everyone talks about heroes. Heroes are brave and strong, unyielding in power and strength. They are the ones children and ...

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“You're Still Here” by Lynn-Marie Reed

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“Iced caramel latte,” the barista calls. Kacie picks up her drink from the counter, heading out into the sunny day. She’s planning to take it to the park and breathe some fresh air for a while. The weather feels perfect today, and in Illinois, that’s rare. She joins the wave of people on the sidewalk. The man ahead of her is donning a blue hoodie, which is pulled up, covering his head. When they reach the cross walk and start moving to the other side, she gets a glimpse of his face. It almost looks like it could be Branden Griffin, but it’...

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“Bass Notes” by Daniel Yokum

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warning: references to earlier substance abuse Bass Notes Dan Yokum Three of us, the backups, are already on stage, our instruments ready, when the promotor announces the stars, the two sisters, Janie and Marie. They glide out from the wing, Janie with her violin, wave and smile at the roaring audience, and position themselves behind their microphones. Marie picks up her guitar and Janie flips her hand toward me, signaling me to start my slow, steady bass thump. The drums kick in, gentle at first, then the organ swell, and off we go. Ma...

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“Shadowboxing” by Brian Adams

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What happens in the shadows, stays in the shadows. Insomnia is a harsh mistress. Don't get me wrong; I'm not complaining, she suits my lifestyle. Vigilante work requires a certain amount of…anonymity, and not being able to sleep keeps me on my toes while I'm taking out the city's trash. Brent is my partner in crime. Brent Cassidy, Attorney at Law, according to his business card. What people don't realize is that he's just the charismatic face of our discreet operation. I do the heavy lifting; I get all the real action; I prefer to rem...

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“The Last Gratitude” by Andrew Spangler

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A mechanical voice sounds over the p.a. system: ALERT! BATTLE ACTIVITY IN SECTOR NINE HUNDRED AND FIFTY ONE! A strong voice follows after the announcement. "We have a battle ensuing in Riverside California, bring all displays of the area on screen, real time. Who's involved?" The young woman at the center console enters a sequence of keystrokes on her computer. The several large screens adorning the front wall of the command center switch to live footage of the event. "It appears to be the hero Tempered Sky facing off with the villain Severe...

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“Simon Worthington” by Bruce Callahan

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Why did I take this job? Never respected, never listened to, always taken for granted. I know the perks are great but, is it really worth it? Boss is always on my butt, a real control freak, micromanaging every move I make, every decision, every choice. Hours suck, on call, 24/7, physically taxing to the point of abuse, not to mention the training time and hours put in on a daily basis, sometimes six to seven hours. Weight training, aerobics, martial arts, cardio, yoga. Weapons training from katana to staff to n...

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“The big, white clock” by Corina P

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The big, white clock New York, USA 24 May 1924 2:00 p.m. I sit at the very end of the high-end table, taking long, dreaded sips of bootlegged gin. The table stretches out to a surfeit of pretend, intoxicated strangers, all talking and mingling as if they have anything else in common other than their own riches. I turn to look at the big, white clock. For a moment, it appears that we are both staring at each other with complete stillness. Both isolated, placed in a room of unknown dispositions and mindless conversations. I am the big, wh...

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“The invisible Fox of Mount Ash” by Cora Schlöglhofer

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The clock struck midnight, so naturally, Jonathan was out in the woods. He passed the lake, which at this hour, was a shard of black glass lying on the forest floor. It was completely even, its peace undisturbed. Tonight had been a calm night so far, so probably the lake would be granted another few hours of rest, before animals and fishermen and hikers would wake it in the early morning. Jonathan reached a clearing, which marked the end of his round. “All clear and peaceful in sector B. Over” he informed his colleague Millie. A moment later...

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“The Black Cylinder” by Mason Bufkin

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Okay, I know you’re never going to believe this, but it’s the truth. Our teacher dropped dead in the middle of class! It looked like just an accident, but it wasn’t. This was murder. I think I know how it happened. It was early on a Tuesday morning with a dreary–that’s a vocab word I think. Mr. Roberts liked vocabulary. It was a dreary sky with a lot of rain and cold coming in through the windows. I sat in my usual seat, about two-thirds back near the sink. It’s not that I was afraid of sitting up front, but I really hated being picked...

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“The Sidekick” by Jordan Collins

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The blinding light shielded her view of the two hundred greedy eyes watching her. The heat from the bulbs pulled sweat from her face as she danced to the music. Above the speakers, she thought she could hear the buzz of the spotlight, an electric fence trapping her onstage. Left hand, right hand, twist, wait, beat, spin, just like she had practiced with her mother. It all came naturally. With the climax, a jump, twirl, and landing, her routine ended with the final note of the song. It had been a good performance, and the crowd knew it. Hands...

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Write a story from the point of view of a sidekick, or someone who is happy to stay away from the limelight.

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✍️ 87 stories

“Mellow” by Corky Farmer

“All is Well” by V Lauria

“Isaac’s Sheep” by Eilon Solan

“A Spy's Guardian Angel” by Katharine Johns

“A Hero in the Shadows” by Stephinie Johnson

“A SIDEKICK STORY” by Melinda Madrigal

“You're Still Here” by Lynn-Marie Reed

“Bass Notes” by Daniel Yokum

“Shadowboxing” by Brian Adams

“The Last Gratitude” by Andrew Spangler

“Simon Worthington” by Bruce Callahan

“The big, white clock” by Corina P

“The invisible Fox of Mount Ash” by Cora Schlöglhofer

“The Black Cylinder” by Mason Bufkin

“The Sidekick” by Jordan Collins

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Set your story in a staff room of an essential profession that is often undervalued — nurses, cafeteria staff, sanitation workers, etc.

Write a story about someone who receives — or makes — a life-changing, anonymous donation.

Write a story that includes the phrase “Rome wasn’t built in a day.”

Write about someone who is learning to recognize and take credit for their own achievements.

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