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#7: Scrumdiddlyumptious

Did you know: September 13th is Roald Dahl's birthday — so a "gloriumptious" Roald Dahl Day to you!

Roald Dahl was a children's book author, best known for classics like Matilda, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, James and the Gian Peach, and, well, the list of his beloved children's books goes on and on.

Dahl not only created whimsical worlds within his stories, he also created new diction, inventing words such as "gloriumptious" (pure marvelousness), "biffsquiggled" (being confused or puzzled), "churgle" (gurgling with laughter), and "ringbeller" (a really good dream).

This week, our prompts are all elements pulled from Roald Dahl's phizz-whizzing (splendid) books.

This week's prompts

Write a story with a child narrator.

Kids – 37 stories

Write a story that mixes everyday situations with surreal surroundings.

High School – 26 stories

Write a story where a chocolate cake plays a significant role.

Funny – 34 stories

Write a story about a person longing for family.

Angst – 44 stories

Write a story infused with dark humor.

Funny – 15 stories

Stories

“SINNER THY NAME SAVIOUR” by SHYAMALA BHUVANACHANDRAN

Submitted to Contest #7

“Thief Thief… Killer..Thief, Thief” yelled Malati at the top of her voice. The whole hospital got alerted. The security guard rushed towards her ie. towards the incubator room. He saw a lean man holding two just born babies in his two arms. The guard lost no time in overpowering him. Malati almost snatched the babies from the thief and put them back into the incubator properly. The snapped wires were also set right. She was so much shaken by the incident that she was still shivering. Luckily, she spotted the thief in time – or else it would ...

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“At Least I Tried” by Christine Hungerford

Submitted to Contest #7

Ugh! Camilla went to her wardrobe and opened the doors wide, looking at her emerald, sapphire, velvet, silk, rayon, fur-coated, mink, fox, weasel and crocodile-skinned dresses, coats, skirts, wigs, hats, shoes, boots, slippers and even watches dangling and hanging off the many coat hangers, hooks, coat hanger stands and picture hangers that decorated—or rather made her closet look like sh...

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“The Door” by Kh Sahi Alam

Submitted to Contest #7

"I have stepped up around fifty steps, struggled hard to reach you, fell around twenty times, and succeeded never ," I complained to that big, wooden, yellow door. Yes, I do it every single day, whenever mom is outside. She never lets me come here, on the 6th floor. That beautiful girl lives here, behind this door, I know. I think she lives here. My hands never get me reached the doorbell . I don't know why but I never knocked at that door, I will someday though. Today I have brought a big piece of chocolate cake for her, that one piece...

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“Anniversary Gifts” by Linda Hirschel

Submitted to Contest #7

Anniversary GiftsI had was $1.87. That was all I managed to save from my allowance. The rest went towards buying baseball cards. Baseball wasn't just my hobby. It was my food. It was my air. It was my innards. It was my savior. I had all the greats: Hank Aaron, Willie Mays, Yogi Berra. And of course, Mickey Mantle.And it was lucky, because I didn't have much else. I mean, I wa...

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“Nano” by Corey Hansen

Submitted to Contest #7

“Blah, blah, blah.” We always watch the news when we eat dinner and its always the same stuff. People with masks throw stuff at police and they shoot water back at them. There is always a shooting somewhere-I wonder when it will happen at my school? The loudspeaker is blaring out instructions every morning telling us where to hide and listen to your teacher. Sometimes at the end of the news its kinda funny-they tell a story that makes my parents and Nano smile, sometimes they cry.We eat dinner in front of the TV because it is the only chair ...

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“Not like you” by Arda Turan

Submitted to Contest #7

I awkwardly walked towards my father, shifting my weight from one leg to the other.Right, left, right, left, right, left.“Daddy can I go to the party?”He glanced towards me, his posture threatening, his brows scowled with the rage of a thousand suns, yet his voice was soft, reassuring and could even be considered gleeful. “No son, I’m sorry but today is the anniversary of your grandfathers death. We’re visiting his grave.” I got annoyed by his answer and started stamping around, wailing that I didn’t want to go. After all, having fun wi...

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“My Secret Mythological Mom” by Serenity Whitaker

Submitted to Contest #7

I remember the day my mom left for a mission and I had to go live with my grandmother. I wonder whatever happened to my mom? It’s been ten years now and this morning when I woke up I saw this woman inside my room and she was glowing like some type of god. “... who are you and what are you doing in my room? GRANDMA!” My grandma came. “What’s wrong Sophia? Why are you yelling like that?” she asked. “There’s a woman in my room!” Sophia said. the grandma looked at the woman standing in the middle of the floor “who are you?” asked the grandma. th...

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“My sweet, sweet day off” by Lori C

Submitted to Contest #7

Knock, knock!The man, whose I opened the door to, was Dad. People describe him as a popular guy with ladies. I think he is a middle-aged guy, who wears weird clothes, that are for teens or college kids. Weird or not, he is my father! I didn’t choose him. As I pulled the door, he entered the house and he said, "Ready for the trip? Kids?""Daddy," my little sister jumped on hi...

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“Outwitting Darkness” by Miranda Durie

Submitted to Contest #7

My breath quickens, fogging up in front of me like a tiny ghost calling for attention. My feet on the sodden spring path splash mud on my exposed legs. I glance back, hoping to avoid seeing some spectral image coming out of the darkened shed I just exited. The shadows dance around me, swaying to a tune only they can hear. Ahead, I can see the light of the house winking through the dark trees; I wish that I didn’t have to pass through their limbs, creaking in the wind. They reach out to me, as if to beg me to ease their aching arms. I refuse,...

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“We made a Cake ” by Pooja Thube

Submitted to Contest #7

What you have done Whisker? Mom will punish us when she sees this. Oh, I am sorry, I am Jack and this is Whisker, my pet cat. I am the only child of the Brown family. Mom went shopping. Dad went to the office. So, I am alone at home. Actually not alone as Whisker is with me. I had a mood of painting but Whisker spilled colors everywhere. Hey! Where are you going? I don't want to get punished alone. Mom will get mad when she will see that torn carpet and a broken flowerpot. Wait! Whisker, come back! Oh, he is gone. Now I am alone. Should I ca...

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“Cursed Cake!” by Ella Dunn

Submitted to Contest #7

I stared down at my plate, my stomach churning. I glanced around at the other people at the table with me, all letting out satisfied groans as they ate their share. at the sound of forks clanging against platters, scraping the last of the frosting off of porcelain, I broke into a cold sweat, my skin getting slippery under my thick dress. I nervously adjusted the crown on my head. Itched my jaw. Straightened my thick skirts. Glanced at the others. My eyes caught my plate again, my mouth filling with saliva, my eyes surely full of longing.My m...

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“Dessert First” by Fred Aiken

Submitted to Contest #7

The first sentence I remembered about food from childhood was, “You can’t have dessert before you eat dinner.” It was a parental conspiracy to ensure I filled up on vegetables, grains, and protein ever before I took one look at any modified, baked, refrigerated, molten form of sugar. I resented the hell out of anyone that ever said I couldn’t have my cake and eat it too. So the plan was simple: when I turned eighteen and my parents unleashed me upon the world with a fervent passion for corn syrup, frosting, and baked goodness, I would invers...

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“My Growing, Loving Family. ” by Nia Chase

Submitted to Contest #7

Charlie and Jasper sat in the garden, waiting for Mich to join them. The fall was coming quickly and the grey clouds covered the sun. A slight breeze blew, cooling the garden. Charlie had his eyes closed, letting his mind wander around calmly, the coolness making him shiver.It grounded him for the future. For what's planned. Jasper held his hand next to him, kissing his head before turning around to Mich walking towards them. "Mother," Jasper greeted."Jasper. Nice evening today. But I suppose I should cut to the chase. I owe Charlie an apolo...

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“The Doll Maker's Pride” by Gabriel Neumann

Submitted to Contest #7

Pictures and memories flooded the little girl’s mind, playing over and over again as if they were on a projector in front of her glass eyes. She longed to reach out and touch her favorite teddy bear, or run into her father’s arms once more; ached to feel rain dance on her skin again as she splashed in the puddles. Her yearning grew as the weeks crawled slowly by, festering like an ugly blister she couldn’t pick away. The old man would come in every day at the same time (her best guess was around three in the afternoon), looking into her eyes...

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“Nathan” by Linda Radner

Submitted to Contest #7

NATHANHi, My name is Nathan. I am five. I am supposed to be playing with trucks in the backyard, but I really am the emperor of a forest kingdom and I have to keep the kingdom safe for my anipeeps. I spend my playing time patrolling the forest for the lion that hides there and tries to eat my anipeeps. He is usually disguised as a chipwocky or a bird wasp, but I can spot him anyway and my job is to keep the realm safe. I work hard, so I’m ready for my snack and nap when playtime is over.Today was a hard day, I had to keep...

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Ended on 23:59 - Sep 20, 2019 EST

Won by Adriana K. Maxwell 🏆

Title: Don't Drink The Stars

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