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“Love Me Now, Forever” by Shinta Harini

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I could barely believe my eyes. There you were, standing by the gate, fully clad in elegant attire, a satin shirt, woolen breeches, a long, stately robe. I could not contain myself; I was so amazed. I drank you whole, the sight of you, to my heart's content.But then I stopped. I froze in my attempt to quench my longing for you. Almost shamefully.For I caught in your eyes – your eyes, the luminous, blue orbs – a marred soul, abysmal sorrow that went so deep no one could reach, heal, or take it away from you.I retreated. Recoiled – and backed ...

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“Rosaline's Love Servant” by Johana Htwe

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Rosaline lays on her bed, her pink Pooch blanket covers her neck to her toes leaving her face only, dark circles discernible under her tightly closed eyes. After getting exhausted from overthinking, she lets herself fall into a deep sleep again. A pile of clothes lies near the foot of her bed, a heap of trashes fills her garbage can, dishes are left unwashed on her dining table, all those things decorate Rosaline’s cute, blue room awfully. Rosaline is not always like that; this version of Rosaline was formed a week ago.“Poor Rosaline,” I say...

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“Letting the cat out of the bag” by James Pendleton

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Special Agent Report to the High Commission dated 30th July 2021.This is my verbal report recorded on my Canaphone 27 device to the high commission. This report details my study of the female black British short haired cat, Midnight, and the female tabby cat, Autumn, who reside at 19 Kingswood Drive, Attica Falls, Isle of Man. As you are aware I have been tasked with studying the feline language over the last five years. To most others, cats do not appear to communicate. However, with each subtle twitch of their whiskers and e...

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“Diner” by Itay Frenkel

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“Do you think some people are meant to stay in your life forever?” “We’ve really run out of things to talk about, haven’t we?” He said. “That’s not true, I just don’t wanna talk about the past anymore. Please, what do you think, are there people meant to stay in your life forever?” “I hope so, but what do I know?” “You’re the one who said that to me, when we were kids.” He let his face relax into a smile and nodded. I looked into his brown eyes, like two mud puddles. They were the only thing about him that had remained the same. When...

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“I'm April. I'm Four.” by Stacey Jackson

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I’m April and I’m four. I like it out here on the porch in the sunshine. I can see all the birds and plants and trees and squirrels on my Daddy’s farm. I just sit here and smell the air and watch. I like it outside better than inside. So do my sisters, Maggie and Daisy. We share a room. Our room is where the warm stove is, so it feels good when it’s cold outside. Sometimes we leave our room and get into bed with Daddy. There’s only one other room in the house and that’s the kitchen. Daddy’s cooking always smells good. &nbsp...

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“Chipilly Ridge, 1918” by Michael Martin

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Note: this is based on the true events of August 9th, 1919, in Chipilly, France.*****“Medic! Medic! LT’s down, get your ass over here!”Despite the constant drumroll of machine gun rounds zipping over our heads, I heard the call loud and clear. I looked over to the section of the hastily dug trench where Lieutenant Johnson was barking out orders from just moments before. The only things visible were the fresh speckles of blood and brains on the greyish brown dirt that formed the back wall of his trench.The platoon commander was gone. Our...

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“The Desk” by Bob E

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TW: DeathI guess everything was slightly off from the start. Or maybe hindsight overrides the truth. If you choose to, you can see these things clearly when you spend all of your time behind the desk. You can watch things. You can learn to see them, not just look at them. More than that, though, you can learn to seem like you see nothing. Even more than that, you learn not to get involved. That’s m...

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“Sidekick” by Kyler Mattoon

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I am a sidekick. I am not the main event, nor am I very skilled in combat. I am there for support, and most of the time I just stand on the sidelines watching. Sometimes I even cheer. I get caught up in the moment, you know? And support is important, as heroes are very fragile, like children. They are very strong children, but they need to be praised and pushed all the time. Most of them couldn’t do it on their own, I think. So that’s where I come in. I am a sidekick. I am there to help the hero up as they fall, pull them out of danger in t...

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“Extra-Ordinary” by Jillian Oakes

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Dear Diary, Why are heroes so destructive, and why is insurance so hard to get these days? I feel like the two are connected. Seriously though, it’s frustrating. While they fly around, smashing into buildings, throwing away bystanders' lives like worthless trash, the rest of us are left with physical and financial reminders of our average-ness. Yeah, I get it, Spectacular-Man. You can shoot lasers from your eyes and I can’t. Did you really have to slice my aunt’s car in half, though? Was that really necessary? My mom suggested I start ...

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“After We're Done Talking About the Wicked Witch” by Story Time

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Well, now that she’s gone, can we please get back to the matter at hand? I know that was a fun bit of excitement, but we were trying to have a meeting before that house landed. The next thing you know, we have a dead witch, and a girl from Kansas, and another witch, and now half the day is gone. More than half the day. Two thirds of the day is completely gone, and we still haven’t decided whether or not we’re going to build a new courthouse. Oh, I can hear you now. Millicent P. Freybopper, there are bigger things to worry about than a ...

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“Lessons from TCU (The Corner University)” by Andrea Magee

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Me, Boodle, Dirty Money, Mongrel, Fatback and Rocket Man, were all chilling on the corner of Kerr and 9th Blvd. Rocket Man was on the phone talking to Dollarz; telling him that the new foot soldiers better be ready by Thursday afternoon. A fly shorty wearing a green and yellow Allen Iverson basketball jersey, black Nike leggings, and a pair of Dark Mocha Jordan 1 Retro's, came walking up and says she's looking for somebody."Hey which one of you is rocket man?" shorty asked."Who wants to know?" I say."I don't have time for games. I need to kn...

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“From the Other Side” by Theresa Bhowan

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I am a nobody. Well, not really. I am a somebody but not somebody anybody notices. Sure, they call on me if they spill their drink or if they notice a sticky patch on the airport floor. But other than the human need for my mop, I am a nobody. It has its benefits. After losing my job as an air traffic controller, I just carried on coming to the airport day after day. It was the only place I knew – the only place in which I truly felt like I belong. It was the only place with a free Wi-Fi connection where I could buy a coffee and apply for...

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“It’s the End of The World As We Know It” by Ayesha 🌙

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The day began with a bowl of cereal, because the apocalypse is no cause for an unhealthy breakfast. Of course, no one knew the world would be ending that day. The girl certainly didn’t, so she started the morning the way she always did. She walked down the creaky wooden steps into the kitchen, where her mother Cassandra already was. Cassandra was nursing a glass of scotch, as per usual, and sipped it by the window. A breeze swept past the glass. The girl ate her breakfast as quietly as always, but something about the crunching snapped Cassan...

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“Before the Storm” by Kira Krieger

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I rushed through the Philadelphia Airport. Only I could wake up two hours early and still be running late for my plane. No one was going fast enough. Certainly not security. Certainly not the bonehead in front of me that had to go through the metal detector so many times he was pat-down. The hands on my watch raced as I wish I could. They jerked forward past my departure time as it sat in the x-ray box. If only it could have been running fast. People rushed around me. Left. Right. Colliding with each other. And One tripping over some...

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“One Night” by Hans B

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Bright lights and the buzz of the city nightlife, she loved it, not to be a part of it but simply to watch. She had a keen eye for detail and from the view on her apartment balcony high above the city she always had a lot to take in. The fun part was filling in all the unknowns. She didn’t know who she was watching or the relationships of those around them. She made it up, just for fun, no one will know. There was always so much street noise and the conversations were near impossible to pick up. She read most of what she saw from body langua...

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Write your story from the perspective of a side character.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 143 stories

“Love Me Now, Forever” by Shinta Harini

“Rosaline's Love Servant” by Johana Htwe

“Letting the cat out of the bag” by James Pendleton

“Diner” by Itay Frenkel

“I'm April. I'm Four.” by Stacey Jackson

“Chipilly Ridge, 1918” by Michael Martin

“The Desk” by Bob E

“Sidekick” by Kyler Mattoon

“Extra-Ordinary” by Jillian Oakes

“After We're Done Talking About the Wicked Witch” by Story Time

“Lessons from TCU (The Corner University)” by Andrea Magee

“From the Other Side” by Theresa Bhowan

“It’s the End of The World As We Know It” by Ayesha 🌙

“Before the Storm” by Kira Krieger

“One Night” by Hans B

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