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Write about someone who returns as an adult to a place they last visited as a child.

Posted in Character on Oct 26, 2022

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“An old friend” by Millie Spence

Submitted to Contest #51

It was a Thursday. Mikey and Jamie both decided to take a day off from YouTube that day. Mikey took the day to organise the junk in the back of the wardrobe. Specifically, the junk in Jamie’s side of the wardrobe. He was rummaging through boxes of old photographs and childhood memorabilia. He found a box that had photos taken in what seems like the same area. “Hey, where is this?” Mikey interrogated, barrelling into the kitchen where Jamie was sat doing his taxes. Taking the photo from his boyfriend’s hands, a small grin spread across Jamie’...

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“Home (Where Is My Comfort)” by Blisters Wournos

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    The gutter is falling off of the house that it happened in.  The paint on the siding is chipped and the windows are broken and cobwebbed.  The house is, for all intents and purposes, empty.  It’s not empty, though, because the ghost of what happened in those walls still lives on looping in animation frozen in that moment of violation and hopelessness.     The small ghost of his child-self writhes and whimpers against a pain that hurts in his soul even worse than his body.  He sees himself in s...

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“The Swing Set” by Alexie Fugate

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Being back at this place was odd. It made the hairs on my arms stick to my long-sleeved plaid shirt and the aroma in the air was almost intoxicating the second I pulled into the parking lot. The smell of hot plastic, wood chips, and hand sanitizer were prevalent here. I took a deep breath as I watched the wind push the swing set forward, inviting me to come and take a seat. I walked to the swinging chair and felt the wood chips from underneath my feet crunch and crinkle. I sat down, feeling the hot plastic seep through my denim jeans. I sat ...

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“On Top of This Ending Tune” by Taylor Arbuckle

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A memory surfaces.A grassy clearing full of sun-drenched flowers, early afternoon light casting heart-shaped shadows through the high canopy. Hands as warm and rough as his own. A vibrant smile he could never forget; a laugh that could shake the trees.Raph was a child in this memory, a mere eleven years of age. He stands in that same clearing, now, a man of almost twenty-four, and feels like an entirely different person.It's been ten years since he last saw the boy he once spent so many afternoons here with, ten years since he was even able ...

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“Broken” by Olowo Blessing

Submitted to Contest #51

Diamond allowed her eyes scan the cottage in front of her. Twenty years and it looked just the way she had left it. Slowly, she closed her eyes and drew in deeply the cool air. A tear dropped as she opened her eyes. Once this little house used to be filled with laughter. Diamond turned to a small bench in front of the cottage. Twenty years ago, she and Ruby would sit and watch the sun set with whatever emotions they had. Diamond swallowed hard, cleared her throat and walked to the door, chin up. She kicked a flower that had been misplac...

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“The Wishing Well” by Olivia Charlson

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This was by far the most beautiful day Addie had ever seen, but she never looked beyond what was in front of her or at her feet. The clouds rolled lazily in the sky like puffs of cigar smoke from an old man’s pipe. There was a spring in her step and spring in the air which she sucked in as she hopped through the manicured lawn. The green grass rippled with the wind which offered a cold brush of the shoulder. “Don’t stray too far mother said...” She sang with a lisp. She trailed off as she wound through the long backyard of the cabin. “Don’...

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“Mrs. White's Children return” by Debra Johnson

Submitted to Contest #51

The house stood vacant for 5 years. At least vacant in a physical sense. Since the death of Mrs. Jacqualyn White. Real Estate Agents had not been able to sell it. And since it was on the historical society's list, it had been maintained until a new owner could be found. And every Real Estate Agency in that area had the listing hoping one day someone would be found to buy and occupy the home once again.Jessica Morgan from Con-Roy Reality was the current agent to have the listing. So when she scheduled a home showing, she sent out an email to ...

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“The Visit” by Keith B.

Submitted to Contest #51

The third house that Luke and his family moved into (which would not be their last) is the house he dreams about often. As a child, he and his older brother, John, played with several kids in the neighborhood. He couldn’t stand hearing the car tires screech at the end of the block where there was no stop light. And right after the loud screeching- boom! Cars crash, ambulance siren shortly after. Even now in his forties, Luke hated that irritating sound. The elementary school he and John attended was up the street and around the corner. It t...

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“Street No. 5166” by Jasvinder Kaur

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Life is strange and comical at its best! I told my mother that today I would be going to railway station. She asked me if I would visit the house.  I was born in this part of the city almost half a century ago…. Seems like a lifetime but am still alive and kicking. Strange that I couldn't manage to come here in my youthful days when walking was easy breezy. I could have easily drive down on one of the shopping incursions but not.  Today after 41 years am here, without any pretext but with expectation to  relive a f...

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“The Tombstone” by I C

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The alarm clock sounded at 6:00 a.m. but Janice had been awake since 5. With a coffee in her hand, she walked back into the bedroom. Her husband rolled over to her side of the bed to turn off the alarm and pulled the covers over his head again."You need to get dressed," Janice said. "It's a two-hour drive and we need to leave inhalf an hour if we want to get there before peak traffic.""Why do I have to go?" he mumbled under the covers. "Can you just tell them I'm sick or something?""You promised to go and everyone is expecting you to go, sic...

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“The Last Call to Yellow Brook” by RD Smith

Submitted to Contest #51

Mike shimmied out of the backseat of the Ford Focus with a nod of thanks to Harold the Lyft driver, who was now almost a Ben Franklin wealthier after bringing him from the airport terminal to the dilapidated curb now at his feet. His duffle bag, containing enough items to get through the 24-36 hours of his stay, was slung over his left shoulder as he faced his immediate future. “Well,” he said aloud to himself with a breathy sigh. “Here goes nothing.” This was the first time Mike had stepped foot in Yellow Brook, Indiana for nearly two d...

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“My New Neighbor is a Squirrel” by Christin Nichols

Submitted to Contest #51

Yep. It was official. Sasha had hit rock bottom. Distorted beams of sunlight streamed into the tree house through cracks in its weathered planks. Sasha had spent at least twenty of her twenty five years of life, climbing in and out of this place of wonder. Her hands and legs a living record of after school fun with friends. Each limb marked by the splinters from both the tree house and the tree in which the house rested. This tree house had been a staple of her childhood. This place of childhood nostalgia, one that Sasha hadn’t seen, visited...

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“Sunshine Acres” by Natalie Wright

Submitted to Contest #51

The mailbox is still at the end of the lane, though there are only a few patches of green paint left on the rusted steel. It used to feature a bright yellow sun, hand-painted by my mom with the words ‘Sunshine Acres.’ An ironic name for the location of a murder. I haven’t been here for more than forty years, but I open the box like I’d just come home from work and checking for mail. The hinges tell me ‘fuck off’ and won’t budge, but I use two hands and pry the bitch open. The metal grinds, but I prevail. I don’t know what I expected to f...

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“Martian Memories” by Sathvika Sitaraman

Submitted to Contest #51

Space. A place that smells of nothing, sounds like nothing, but looks absolutely mind- blowing. I leaned against the counter, looking over the white hull of the Space Station. My heart pounded uncontrollably, my fingers shaking in anxiety.  Back at the place I grew up in. Space. I looked over at my crew, who were intently discussing the logistics of our mission to the Red Planet. I absentmindedly walked over, pretending to pay attention, but I had another plan in mind. A plan that I had been waiting to carry out since I was 10. ...

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“Sarah and her Aunt” by Charan Chandra

Submitted to Contest #51

                    Story about someone who returns as an adult to a place they last visited as a child Sarah and her Aunt Sarah Michael a psychology major student from New York had to transfer to the country side college where her aunt lived, due to sudden demise of her parents in a car accident. Her aunt Samantha lived in a two stored building along with her husband James. Samantha and James don’t have any ...

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