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

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“A Better Home” by Liz Kayy

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The wind bit at me as I stood within the confines of my coat, the winter sky cast a dim grey light across the world in the early morning. I hadn’t woken up this early since I was eighteen and was forced to. So standing in front of this house, this horrible, evil, horrendous, house at this hour hit a very specific part of my heart that I have had hidden away behind lock and key since I last saw this place. I know logically that Ms. Gladys is long dead, that was the last time any of us kids spoke, we all wanted to pass the good news alo...

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“Our place” by Phil Manders

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Bob crunched up the gravel driveway towards the front door of the care home. The heady lavender hugging each side of the path, tried its best to welcome him in but the evening ahead was weighing on him. He pressed the buzzer and straightened his tie while he waited patiently for the Kathy in the office to respond.“Good evening Bob! Come on in! Step into the airlock and I’ll come and get you…..Oh, and happy anniversary!” Her tone was sickeningly happy….it always was. Bob could never understand how she always sounded so happy working in such a...

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“Sweet Lorraine” by Leon Meyer

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Whangarei. Morningside street. I slowly drive past. I park my car a few houses up the road and casually walk toward number sixteen. The house where I grew up. It is empty, and the lawn is overgrown with weeds. The business meeting I came for was over sooner than I had planned, leaving me some spare time. I’ve never been back here since I left for the navy after high school and thought I’d drive past on my way back home. I walk around the house to the back. The pool is empty ex...

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“What Is a Home?” by Mirabella E.

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The gravel road was uneven and bumpy as I drove back home. I’m not even sure I could call it home anymore, I had been away for so long. Would it even be the same? These thoughts raced through my head as I entered rural Missouri I had seen about fifty American flags just in this town. My car pulled to a stop and I got out to look at the house. I hadn’t been back in over fifteen years but it and the town were the same. Worn down by time and crumbling. Some might say it was a fixer-upper or it had charm but I knew what it was a disaster. T...

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“the last thing I remember” by Sienna Blakemore

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It was made of stone and brick, covered in moss and weeds circled around its edge. it's the last place I remember before mother passed but after that, it's a big blur. No matter how hard I try I can't remember anything after dumping her ashes in this well. weird place to dump the ashes of a passed loved one but mother loved this place, she loved how the sunflowers bloomed in summer and then shrivel up and died in the winter. She loved the Well more than anything. She would tell me tales of how there was a creature down there that would talk ...

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“12 North Main St” by Ashley Ross

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Adeline hadn't thought of the place in which she grew up in well over a decade. The only reason she even came back to her hometown was to attend her grandmother's funeral. She had run as far away from this place as she could, feeling like the town itself sucked the life right out of those who lived there. She wasn't going to amount to nothing like her grandfather used to scream in her face. Adeline was determined to make something of herself, and the only way to do that was to leave for good. Her career has skyrocketed in the past few years....

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“Pan” by Bruce Charles

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As a god, there were many things I feared. Pain, losing the faith of my believers, eternal imprisonment, and meeting a force stronger than me and the other gods. But one thing I was sure I would never have to fear was death. I’ve heard of aging and dying gods, but the Greek pantheon was supposed to be forever immortal. Even our enemies- the Titans- could not die, so for them we had to design prisons and tortures they could never escape. But for the first time in all of our history, one of our own had fallen. My own son Pan, god of the wild...

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“Yards of Trailer Park ” by Brandy Batz

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The yard of my house wasn’t like the other kids' yards. The other kids had yards that gazed upon a cul de sac or maybe a quiet tree lined street with a faux deer in the yard or a wagon wheel or both. Mine looked out on Jack’s Gunshop with a large parking lot, a sign that proclaimed buy, sell, trade here with a picture of some Steelhead fish frolicking in Lake Michigan ready for the catch. There was a picture of a Glock handgun that said Glock Perfection with a G spiral and a tiny R next to a picture of some bears with water splashing all ove...

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“Firebird” by Yennie Jun

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She was conceived on the day the volcano erupted. Her father watched from the orchard as the top of the mountain was blown off. He was so inspired that he gifted his wife a souvenir of that memorable, historical event. He wanted to remember the fire on the streets, smoke between the sheets, and nine months later, Helen slid into the world with eyes wide open. Her hair was black like soot, her cheeks red like fire. Helen, named for the mountain who lost its head, grew up in the secret garden of her father’s orchard. The neighbors’ orchards s...

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“Been Here Before” by Connor Andrei

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Have I been here before? I think that I have. There’s something familiar about it all. That tree there — I feel like I know it very well. Or am I thinking of some other tree in some other park? I run my hand down the crooked bark, feeling each and every waving line and sharp, jagged edge. This is a familiar tree, I think. And the sound of that creek babbling by the exposed roots. Yes, I’ve been here before. I have touched this tree and sat beneath its great boughs, letting the cool water dance across my naked toes. That was a long time ago,...

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“Llandudno, hold me ” by Duckie Carson

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Waves of tranquility tease rocks, as well as my periwinkle painted toes, balancing on Llandudno’s shore. The spray of sea salt cools down sun scorches sizzling upon my skinny ankles. My urge to wade beneath the water reminds me of the many times, during my infancy, curiosity taunted me closer towards the shiny blue depths before my mother yanked me from stumbling too far. A time when my nose, not yet bumped, and cheeks, void of any blemishes, covered themselves ruby with the Welsh golden rays. Smudges of sun cream stained the straps of ...

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“The Forgotten Garden” by Rachel Alex Wall

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“Don’t do it.” My mam told me. “You’ll just regret it.” I rolled my eyes at her. “Mam, I’m 25 years old, I don’t live with you, I’m independent. I don’t need your, in bunny ears advice.” I told her, Mam sighed. “Fine. Do what you want, you will anyway. But just think on. Don’t come crying to me after you’ve built it up so much in your head and it doesn’t live up to what you can remember.” I shook my head. I wouldn’t need to. I couldn’t wait to go back to the Forgotten Garden. I had visited it when I had been a child and I had loved it. I onl...

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“Those Eyes.” by Dallas A

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"I think that you should consider it is all," Marge shrugged, offering Taye one of her wide-eyed looks that enhanced the golden specs in her pool-of-honey eyes. He combed his calloused fingers through his tresses wearily and sighed, smoothed a crease from his checkered shirt. "I just don't know, do people actually go for anxiety? I thought therapy was for those crazy people with matted hair who run around claiming to be the reincarnation of King Tut or something." Marge seemed to pause, clearing the counter of peanut butter cookie crumbs an...

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“The Sea Queen” by Rachel MacLean

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The waves seemed to call to him. Eoin watched them rise up like a whale and roar in one cascade onto the beach. He heard the smooth pebbles scuttle and crinkle before being drowned by another crash. It was a powerful cadence, a familiar one. The same sounds had echoed in his mind for as long as he could remember. Sometimes he was sure the sea had rippled inside him from the moment he was born, whispering through his veins the same perpetual tune.“I’m here Dana,” he said, but his voice got lost in the salty air. He wandered along the pebbled ...

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“THE INVISIBLE REVENGE ” by SHYAM GANESH

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THE INVISIBLE REVENGE SCRIBBLINGS OF SSG She should have not opened that old iron travel trunk that day. She doesn't know the history of that old iron travel trunk. Nothing can be changed, Rest in History ... March 22, 2020 The day to be reminded of the history of the World. It was a Sunday and I am being lazy woke up at 9. I am a resident on the outskirts of the big town in India. I lost my parents and other belongings in a disaster where thousands of harmless citizens lost their life’s to an Invisibl...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 237 stories

“A Better Home” by Liz Kayy

“Our place” by Phil Manders

“Sweet Lorraine” by Leon Meyer

“What Is a Home?” by Mirabella E.

“the last thing I remember” by Sienna Blakemore

“12 North Main St” by Ashley Ross

“Pan” by Bruce Charles

“Yards of Trailer Park ” by Brandy Batz

“Firebird” by Yennie Jun

“Been Here Before” by Connor Andrei

“Llandudno, hold me ” by Duckie Carson

“The Forgotten Garden” by Rachel Alex Wall

“Those Eyes.” by Dallas A

“The Sea Queen” by Rachel MacLean

“THE INVISIBLE REVENGE ” by SHYAM GANESH

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Write a story that begins and ends with someone looking up at the stars.

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