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#10: Peanuts

On October 2, 1950, the Peanuts comic strip by Charles M. Schulz made its debut in nine American newspapers. Bringing beloved characters like Charlie Brown and Snoopy into our lives, Peanuts is one of the most popular comic strips ever published. In fact, with 17,897 strips published during its lifetime, it's been credited as "arguably the longest story ever told by one human being."

To celebrate Charlie Brown and his gang, this week's writing prompts are all inspired by characters from the comic. Can you guess who?

This week's prompts

Write a story about a character who remains resilient even when things feel like they're constantly going wrong.

Character – 42 stories

Write a story about a character who is trying to create art but is constantly interrupted.

Funny – 38 stories

Write a story about someone who is unexpectedly wise.

Character – 18 stories

Write a story about someone who believes they are an extremely good judge of character.

Character – 16 stories

Write a story about two friends who have a knack for understanding each other better than anyone else.

Character – 26 stories

Stories

“Judging” by Maddie S

Submitted to Contest #10

When I was three, I was able to judge someone’s character just by touching them. When I would touch someone for the first time, I would see the worst thing they have done and the best thing they had done followed by either the word good or bad depending on the person. I told my mother, but she dismissed it as, me just saying things because I was a child. I never brought it up to her again after that. She wouldn’t have liked knowing that I knew the worst thing ...

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“Stories intertwined ” by Nina Hadzi

Submitted to Contest #10

‘Stories intertwined’ Mason did not generally talk much. One might say that he preferred the company of scribbled pages and melodic music, more than he did that of people. He enjoyed a quiet night, and rarely ever partied, by any definition. He only left the secure four walls of his home when he ab...

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“Mor(o)se” by Michelle Mitchell

Submitted to Contest #10

We were five years old when it happened. I had been watching SpongeBob reruns on cable as I waited for June to get home from ballet practice. Mom was in the kitchen getting dinner ready when the phone rang. She let it ring, knowing it was a telemarketer. She got calls like that daily and she didn’t want to deal with it right now.“Ma, answer the phone.”I didn’t even look away from the TV but when the phone rang again, she answered on the first chime.“Yes, this is she. Yes, that’s my husband. Oh my god. I’m on my way.”After that, things moved ...

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“And You Know That I-” by Briana Turner

Submitted to Contest #10

The sun was setting. Sundaze blaze oranges, lilac purples, and cherry blossom pinks with streaks of rosy reds flourished in the sky. The colors were so vibrant that even the moon wasn’t bright enough to shine through. Fireworks could never illuminate the sky like this, now could they? They’re transient. A short-lived burst of ferocious blazes into the calm of navies, blacks and white sparkles was what they were. At least the sky could stay in an artistic attire of colors for more than a mere few seconds. Reinhart took his gaze off the ...

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“Delilah” by Arib Khan

Submitted to Contest #10

The screens glimmer in the sunlight. It shines past the tall buildings of glass like light through diamonds, refracted in all its scintillating glory.We stand side by side.“Beautiful, isn’t it?” I ask Delilah. I turn to look at her. She is smiling. I smile too. Her and I have very similar tastes.She wears her favorite dress of black polka-dots and her hair, as always, is cut shoulder length and hanging loose. Behind pairs of long and dark eyelashes, she regards the world with twinkling eyes of ice. And that ever-smile of hers, soft and subtl...

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“Cindy and Louis” by Kayla Kaye

Submitted to Contest #10

Two friends, Cindy and Louis, have always got along since they met. The pair met in Kindergarten. Every weekend of Elementary school they would spend together. It was amazing that their parents were best friends now, too. When Cindy was sick you already knew that Louis was going to be sick a few days after. In Junior High School, Cindy and Louis spent every night after school and every weekend together, doing homework and talking about their social lives and other friends. Everyone thought they were dating when they went to the Barn warming ...

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“Brenda and Me” by Wendy Spall

Submitted to Contest #10

“Oh you poor little puppy” I exclaimed as I saw the little dog who was being carried by her owner. “What happened” I asked her. Her little dog had it's tiny leg in plaster and she looked so forlorn. I was at my local general store which is the only shop in our little hamlet checking my mail. I only do this once a week as we don't get much mail anymore, not since you've been able to pay all your bills by email. We began talking about her poor little dog and I must have said something clever and she said to me “What a ...

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“JK” by Jerom Kurian

Submitted to Contest #10

Me my world my story.I am JK.My dream was to become a good detective.but unfortunately my family is against it.They want me to get a job that brings salary.My feelings I cannot explain it when leaving my so liked career behind and I was making my heart ready as to become an employee.Eventhough I had been a detective and solved some cases I was not that famous and I thought that my life might be pretty much simple.But life had other plans for me.When I opened the mailbox infront of the house it was filled with some money and a letter.The lett...

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“CHURCH AT THE TITANIC ” by Adaeze Nkwocha

Submitted to Contest #10

CHURCH AT THE TITANIC I sat in the back of the car silent. It was as if they couldn’t see me, or just didn’t want to. we had been on the road for some time, on the way to a new church my parents wanted to try out. I never really knew what difference it made what church we went to. It wasn’t like we’d be any more saved than the last time. Every Sunday at 9:30 am I would acquire an acute case of restless leg syndrome. My knees knocked together and my toes tingled ready to dance out of the building as fast as I could as soon as the service was ...

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“Forgotten Life” by Stephanie Holliday

Submitted to Contest #10

Forgotten LifeMonday 2nd May I don’t know if I’ve got the courage but I’ve got to do it now or I never will. Can’t write more. Have to pack.Tuesday 3rd May Well I did it. Josie didn’t notice. She never would anyway, not interested in the residents. Just pretends she is. Whatever happens now it’ll be better than living in that bloody boring place, with those bloody boring people just sitting around waiting to die. When the taxi arrived this morning I thought I ...

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“From 15 to 50 with Fast Eddie and Flash ” by Ed Trainor

Submitted to Contest #10

It was the year of the doghouse, following the almost never ended year of the slugfish and the summer of gloom. Fast Eddie found trouble at every turn. His were not the best laid plans to begin with, but chucking them left him with no plans at all. Fifteen and no plans for the future. Woe is me. Fast had only recently taken to contemplating the future and reasoned that first there was high school in the fall, then the Olympics, and after that, the priesthood. He was serious about those objectives. As serious as fifteen gets. Fast a...

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“Momma” by Lauren Ault

Submitted to Contest #10

The sun charged through the blinds well before the alarm went off. She didn’t even know why she still bothered setting an alarm -- wishful thinking? Certainty that surely her brain would finally shut down and guarantee her just a couple of hours of blissful sleep? Hell, at this point, sleep filled with nightmares and not-so-fictional monsters would be welcome compared to the endless monotony of staring at the walls, the backs of her eyelids, the cell phone screen. Her doctor had tried prescription sleep medication, cocktail...

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“the thoughts of an addict” by Kyria Tamzil

Submitted to Contest #10

8 days. 192 hours. 11520 minutes. That is how long Arabella stayed sober. No smoking, no drinking, and most definitely, no pills. She was tired of being a walking contradiction. Sure, there was pleasure in that freedom. But then again, there was irony to that statement. How can one feel liberated when chained to an addiction? Its like every thought is countered with another, and she is faced with a mess of a mind. The constant swirls of the delicately formed conscious begins to fall apart and she just wants to breath...

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“I Got This” by Brittany Knightbv563@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #10

It was just a normal day. I stopped at my favorite coffee shop before work. I ran into Dylan. A beautiful woman who I have been in love with, secretly of course, for about twelve years now. We met Freshman year of high school, and my breath still catches in my throat every time I see her. “Hey Dylan!” I said with a little wave to catch her attention. She looked back to see who called her name. “Carter, hey!” She bumped into someone when she turned around and spilled a little coffee down the front of her shirt. She muttered a few words ...

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“Moments” by James Freeze

Submitted to Contest #10

[Moments]Henry was a master at the art of piddling. He wasn't a day over forty, and his name really was Henry, although no one used it except his family. Other people, for some odd reason, tended to call him Francis. He was not very productive at his work, but it did not seem to affect his employment status. He was 6 feet tall, bent a little, and his skin was grayish, but no one noticed it because of the almost perpetual smile on his face. Henry thought...

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Ended on 23:59 - Oct 11, 2019 EST

Won by Andrew Grell 🏆

Title: To Suffer For One's Art

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