Start your story with a character struggling to remember the date, because every day is like the last one.

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“My Never Ending Nightmare” by Ahmia Peters

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I am trying. Trying to remember something anything. I can't even remember the simplest thing of all. The date. I feel so tired. I feel so useless. I feel nothing. My parents aren't back from their trip because they are stuck in Ireland due to coronavirus. So I am stuck all by myself doing nothing. I have to cook and clean but that doesnt make me happy. I just can't be happy. I cant have friends over, and my charger doesn't work so I cant charge my phone or get a new one because all the stores are shut down. I have to stay here lonely. That d...

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“The Storm and the Cave” by Devon Flynn

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The cold seeped in from the dark maw of the cave entrance, chilling the disheveled man. The fire helped keep the chill at bay, but it had been reduced to coals for quite some time. The little life it would have breathed into him had it blazed wouldn’t have been enough for him to rise and revive it anyway. He continued to lay against the hard stone floor, his head stiffly propped against his rigid arms. He could feel himself begin shiver, but his depleted body lacked the ener...

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“Harvest” by Sjan Evardsson

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Jora sat on the edge of the bed. His warm, deep-brown hand, calloused and strong, ruffled Raz’s auburn hair. When Raz didn’t move under the covers, he shook the larger man’s shoulder. “Raz, wake up.”“I don’t want to.” Raz tried to roll away from the intrusion but was held firm. Jora’s slight frame hid enormous strength.“You don’t want to; I don’t want to. I just want to go home. Shift starts in an hour,” Jora said. “Get up so we can have breakfast together, at least.”“We’ve made it this long,” Raz said. “We can see this through to the end.”“...

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“just another day” by Pamela Berglund

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I am sitting here at my computer and I am about to have my first zoom meeting with a therapist. It has taken me over a year to realize that I can no longer go on living my existence. The days are running into each other. So much so that I only know that it is 2021 because I watched the ball drop on New Years Eve. The wait seems endless for me until I hear the jingling of my computer, alerting me with a message on my computer screen….”connecting”. The therapist is a woman and the fine lines on her face tell me that s...

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“Business Bible” by Philip Ebuluofor

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" I thought it's Wednesday, why the bell?, Do they miscalculated or what?; These kids, at times most of them even go to school on Saturdays only to be turned back at the gate by the security people. I thought it is only on Thursdays and Saturdays they go for morning masses?. Some of them, at times their brains will oscillates, some times it will leave completely. Or, am i the one loosing it?. What is the today's date actually, how would I know the date when I don't remember the day?" These kids, who would blame them, schools are closed sin...

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“Isolation” by Sophia Zhu

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I’ve been locked in this room for two years. It all started pretty innocently. There was a newspaper ad for some willing test subjects to aid a reclusive scientist in a study they were doing of the human race. The compensation was excellent, especially because my mother and I weren’t exactly the most wealthy people. We called the number listed on the ad, drove to the address we were given, and then realized that perhaps things were not as they seemed. First off, the address led us to an unobtrusive site in the middle of nowhere. As we rolle...

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“Ariel; Guardian Half-Angel” by Justine Klavon

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Alone, Ariel sat in the center of the king-sized bed, holding her knees to her chest, and staring at the closed cabinet across from her in the small hotel room. There was a decent-sized television on the other side of those closed cabinet doors but the electricity in the hotel had gone out at least three weeks ago, rendering it useless. Which meant the air conditioning didn’t work either and that meant something on the coast of California, on the outskirts of Los Angeles. Ariel didn’t know what day it was or how long it had been since she’d...

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“The Path Between Two Worlds ” by M. Montoya

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"There goes my baby...wo-o-o-a-oh..." Michi rolled over and groaned, her body slightly restricted by the sheet pulled taut over her middle. She palmed the surface of her night table until she felt her phone and glanced upward briefly to turn off the alarm. Snuggled underneath the comforter, she drifted back into a slumber. "She is ma-ah love...there goes my baby..." She roused herself from sleep with a growl. She was awake now, and there was no going back to sleep. Light rain pelted the windows and she found that her memory failed h...

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“Some Heroes Don’t Wear Capes ” by Jeromy Wensley

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A harsh reality penetrated my path, leaving me dangling by a thread, nearly free-falling to an instant death. My drinking had bypassed the every-so-often escape from reality, erupting into an endless need for the drink. Alongside alcohol, drugs tore a hole in my soul, altering my mindset to a state of being that one cannot imagine; I felt utterly wrecked: I was at my stepdad Fred's house: I had accumulated a sizable amount of doctor-prescribed medications over the previous few months. (Doctors prescribed me more drugs than I could h...

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“A Beautiful Prison” by Adelaide Murphy

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Everything has become harder. Infinitely harder. Not only do I sit here, day after day, my mind whirring through different possibilities for a better life, but I’ve also forgotten the date. I stand and glance at the calendar on the wall, putting my hand on my hip. I stopped marking the dates months ago, but now I regret it. Each night I used to draw a little red X on the day and then go to sleep. But now, my calendar is completely blank. I flip back a few pages, biting my lip at the sight of all the empty months. November is empty. So is Dec...

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“Yesterday” by Patricia Green

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Yesterday. A steamy hot night of twenty degrees woke me up at 6am. I opened the front door to a blazing hot sun streaming in. This was going to be another scorcher in the 40’s. I dragged my tired body outside to check the mailbox and almost fainted as the sun bore down relentlessly. Walking back inside I sank back against the door, thanking the Lord we had two evaporative coolers going, making the house at least liveable. My partner was still snoring away, blissful of the inferno outside. How many days had it been now? We had been living ...

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“Bunker 91B” by Spencer Mack

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I slapped my mop onto the ground and pushed it lazily. The cleaning crew was the worst, but I only had a few more shifts before my team rotated back to The Garden. That was the name we used for the labs we ‘grew’ chemically enhanced food in. Any job was better than cleaning crap though. The lunch buzzer interrupted my mediocre mop job. “Hey, did you hear?” Jose ran up behind me and clapped me on the back, “Apparently we’re only a week away from release!” I felt my shoulders drop, “They’ve been saying that for years man. ...

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“Will people read something called, "Who really cares?"” by Dwavico .

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Today is an easy one. It's Monday. The day working people dread and of which I'm still not a big fan. The time doesn't really matter as long as it's too early for visitors. I like knowing that I will not be disturbed. No one should be bothered when they're having their morning coffee and smokes. This should be a god-given right for all man-kind. How do I start a petition? The air has a chill to it so I'm guessing that it's still winter. I don't see any snow outside the window (or inside either, for that matter), and I'm up before the sun ...

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“Mind Games” by Levi Webb

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“Oh. Oh, no.” Slouched at a desk, using their fingers to rub the pain from their temples, sat a defeated figure whispering to themself, “Yesterday was Wednesday. Get it together, Keiran.” As their hand typed login information into virtual meeting software on the Reyes family PC, the joints in their fingers bulged in slack skin. Isolation had rendered Keiran increasingly dependent on validation in the form of long-distance social media. Their lovely friends had become experts at distracting them with meaningless conversations each day; such ...

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“Will it be an ending or a beginning?” by Aujeya Medha

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Ksshhkk! A glass shattered somewhere. With a sound of a woman shierking. That's how the day started. I laid motionless in my bed. Looking at the clock. Tik Tik Tik. My brain hadn't started to work quite well. But it hurt. My head was throbbing. I could feel the bruises on my face. Was it 13th or 14th? 15th maybe. I couldn't remember. I was pretty sure last day started like this and tomorrow would start like this too. I forced myself out of my bed and headed to the living room already quite sure of what had happened."C'mon, mom. Let me clean ...

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Start your story with a character struggling to remember the date, because every day is like the last one.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 177 stories

“My Never Ending Nightmare” by Ahmia Peters

“The Storm and the Cave” by Devon Flynn

“Harvest” by Sjan Evardsson

“just another day” by Pamela Berglund

“Business Bible” by Philip Ebuluofor

“Isolation” by Sophia Zhu

“Ariel; Guardian Half-Angel” by Justine Klavon

“The Path Between Two Worlds ” by M. Montoya

“Some Heroes Don’t Wear Capes ” by Jeromy Wensley

“A Beautiful Prison” by Adelaide Murphy

“Yesterday” by Patricia Green

“Bunker 91B” by Spencer Mack

“Will people read something called, "Who really cares?"” by Dwavico .

“Mind Games” by Levi Webb

“Will it be an ending or a beginning?” by Aujeya Medha

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story that spans exactly a year and takes place in a single room.

Write about someone who grew up in a bunker, and lockdown life is all they’ve ever known.

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Write about someone who’s trying to accomplish a task that used to be easy but is now made complicated by a pandemic.

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