Write about someone with a Midas touch: everything they touch turns to [fill in the blank].

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“Touch of Death” by Gage Cole

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Trigger warning: There is death and implied suicide in this story. Read at your own risk. Amanda didn’t mean to kill her best friend. It just happened. It was a warm April day when the two of them were playing one on one basketball in his front yard. Given that he was six inches taller and had at least twice the muscles, he was winning handedly. He had always been winning since they hit puberty. She never gave up trying though. She played half out of fun, half out of stubbornness in her refusal to admit she couldn’t win anymore. He p...

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“A Vortex of Ash” by Vivacity Rex

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A Vortex of Ash “You failed!” I seethe from my detritus throne. Leaning out of the tattered canopy’s shade, I wring my gloved hands in slow, deliberate motions. The dirt-crusted man drops to his knees, landing hard on the pavement as snivelling excuses dribble endlessly from his mouth. A crooked smile forms on my lips as excitement starts coursing through my veins. My queendom covers the back alleys of Detroit. I rule all the infested garbage and scum like this man. And I love every minute of it. I sniff the air. “Mmm, yo...

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“The Magic Palm” by Catherine Metcalf

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I hadn't been on the interstate long. From Colby to Sullivan took 30 minutes. The drive had been quiet, traffic was limited and the sun was just starting to go down behind the trees. I crossed the town line, just under Depot Road Bridge when the car started to slowly die out. "NO!" "No, please don't, not now. You piece of....." As though offended by my words, my 2002 Chevy Impala let out a final sigh before dying on the side of the road. "Unbelievable," I muttered to myself, my hands frozen to the wheel in shock, my eyes welling with tears....

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“The Death Touch” by Lauren Normac

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Wyatt entered the greenhouse. As usual, he wore two layers, had gloves, and a hat. Although, since he was in a greenhouse, his clothes were thin. Compared to some, this greenhouse was organized. It had a wide path in the middle, with the plants rarely extending outside their pots. Both his clothes and the greenhouse were clearly selected so he wouldn’t accidentally touch a plant with his bare skin. Most people were wary about letting him work in their greenhouses in general, and he couldn’t just get his own. Who had the money for their own g...

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“Benny's Favourite Song” by Liam Smythe

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TW: Racist themesBenny Monroe was a plantation owner who loved whipping his slaves, it was his favourite thing to do. The screams, the cries, the laughs, the crack of the whip. To him, the whole thing was like one big beautiful song, and he the conductor. Todays victim was an old man named Virgil, he was around 68 with a long beard and even longer hair as white as snow which contrasted poorly with his horrible yellow teeth. He was punished with only Three lashes but was on his 8th, 9th and now 10th. At this point the old man's...

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“ Hunt for Victoria Waterson ” by Matilda Ford

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Hunt for Victoria Waterson I never intended to be like this. When I was a child I never thought my life would turn out like this. I never thought that I would hate people being jealous of me all the time. I'm Victoria Waterson, a 21 year old girl and It feels like everyone is jealous of me. I never really realized when it happened or how it happened, it just kind of did. So now I have no friends, no boyfriend, no anything. I never considered myself someone that a person could be jealous of. I mean I have a basic face, pale rosy skin,...

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“The Worthless Touch” by Isabella Orozco

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Our pueblo never had much, mercenaries would come and take what we had leaving us with little. Everyone else went on with their lives as I grew to hate it more and more. Inaki, although I love him with all that grows in my heart he is so content at all times. He tells me I am worth more than jewels offer, but I can't see behind my love for money. And they had just robbed us of joy once again, leaving us with nothing. Everyone carried on as if nothing happened. I have had enough! "Inaki, I can't take this anymore! We have nothing!" I yell ...

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“The Church of the Falls” by Caitlin Oneill

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Twenty-five years ago, I was cursed by a witch. Now everything I touch turns to water. Sure, it’s not so bad when I need a bath, but it sure has made relationships tough. It’s also made my living situation tricky, but I’ve discovered a loophole. If I’m already in water, I don’t turn anything to water. I may not have gills or a tail, but I’m as close to a merman as you can get without them. I’ve taken over an abandoned grotto and I’ve had some pretty comfortable furniture delivered. Sleeping is not the most ...

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“Blossom's Gift” by Evelina Charles

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In a small village nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, there lived a young woman named Elianna. From a young age, it became evident that she possessed an extraordinary gift—the Midas touch. Everything she touched turned to flowers. It all began so innocently: a gentle pat on the ground, and a spray of wildflowers would spring to life beneath her fingertips. As she grew, her ability grew with her, and soon her touch could transform anything, including the hardest stone, into any flower she wished. The village regarded Elianna’s ...

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“The Lady of Blood” by Samuel Bowen

Submitted to Contest #213

Drek spat blood. Shikes didn’t have blood. His ragged wings pulsed with his heart beat. His thin flesh trembled and bulged. Drek’s face swelled to obscure his vision. “Master,” Drek pleaded. “Mercy!” The creature stumbled to his knees. Difficult to do for the shike, for as his bloated legs met the stone floor they burst into pools of crimson. The blood trailed to the dark steel steps that stood before the throne. The twisted ashen throne seemed to emanate light as it was the only bright color in the entire room. Atop the throne, sat ...

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“Gloves” by Marta Maliszewska

Submitted to Contest #213

Cindy had been gifted from youth with a hateful sort of magic. It was unlike the magic of anyone else in the family; in fact, as far as she knew, it was unlike the magic of anyone else in the world, maybe even the universe. Many young girls might have been thrilled to find themselves so unique, but not Cindy. No, Cindy was not thrilled at all. Because with her magic, that hateful magic, came with a horrible necessity. A practice that had to be kept up all day, every day. Something that no one, but no one, should have to do, especially not al...

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“The Weight of Wealth” by Robin Walker

Submitted to Contest #213

In the heart of the bustling downtown district, a building emanated from a beautiful Victorian facade. The restaurant welcomed visitors of great wealth and reservation with its timeless charm. Just beyond the restaurant’s exterior, a narrow back alleyway unfolded. Over the years, the once-flourishing fluorescent lights above a decrepit dumpster had become intermittent, flickering uncertainly. Amidst this contrasting scene, a man clothed in tattered attire stood atop a plastic box on tiptoes, sifting through the discards of the wealthy. He tr...

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“The Man with Fingers of Rose ” by Lydia Tyburski

Submitted to Contest #213

You've heard of the Midas touch? There once was a man with fingers of Rose. Everything he touched turned a beautiful shade of pink. He first noticed when he was growing up. He was a shy child, with a halo of beautiful blonde hair.His eyes were gleaming and blue.And everything he touched, from the ground to the blankets, to his books, to his mother's arms, turned a wonderful shade of rose gold.But it wasn't just that the change was into metal, it was also a certain loving energy, that came from his touch. Everything he touched turned into a s...

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“A Face that Fits” by William Simon

Submitted to Contest #213

Everything Mike Stanley touched was worse for the contact. It had always been this way. They say, “into every life a little rain must fall” and Mike was a one-man rain cloud. An off-key note in the melody of your day. If you confronted him with this observation, admittedly a rather cruel one on the face of it, he would look back at you with an expression of total incomprehension. After all what made him so bad? Was he not a man just trying to navigate the world as best he could like everyone else? Sure, he might admit that the world...

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“The Curse of Happiness” by Aaron Kohlhoff

Submitted to Contest #213

At 11:32 AM, Sarah Covington oozed into her office for the day. She didn’t look terrible, but she didn’t look great either. Her hair was pulled back into a loose bun that couldn’t quite tame all of her unruly black curls. Her outfit was stylish but wrinkled and her perfume didn’t cover the smell of her morning cigarettes. She adjusted her gloves and didn’t bother taking off her sunglasses as she approached her secretary Gina, who handed her a venti dark roast with two shots of espresso and three shots of Bailey’s. Sarah gulped the coffee and...

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Write about someone with a Midas touch: everything they touch turns to [fill in the blank].

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✍️ 39 stories

“Touch of Death” by Gage Cole

“A Vortex of Ash” by Vivacity Rex

“The Magic Palm” by Catherine Metcalf

“The Death Touch” by Lauren Normac

“Benny's Favourite Song” by Liam Smythe

“ Hunt for Victoria Waterson ” by Matilda Ford

“The Worthless Touch” by Isabella Orozco

“The Church of the Falls” by Caitlin Oneill

“Blossom's Gift” by Evelina Charles

“The Lady of Blood” by Samuel Bowen

“Gloves” by Marta Maliszewska

“The Weight of Wealth” by Robin Walker

“The Man with Fingers of Rose ” by Lydia Tyburski

“A Face that Fits” by William Simon

“The Curse of Happiness” by Aaron Kohlhoff

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Start your story with a character looking closely at something, or someone. They can't quite decide if what they're looking at is natural, or man-made.

Start or end your story with a character receiving a hug or words of comfort.

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