Start or end your story with the line ‘This is my worst nightmare.’

Posted in Dialogue on Oct 25, 2022

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“The Toilet Block” by Maxine Danby

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This is my worst nightmare. I’d had a very exhausting couple of months with work and two teenage daughters pulling me in all directions. Each time I’m taken back to that night, my clothes become wringing wet with the fearful memory of that night. Driving along the winding country roads in the darkness of the moonless night was stressful, and the cloying heat of midsummer caused my back to stick against the car seat; sticky wetness created an annoying itch, forcing me to rub my upper torso hard against the back of the seat. I almost lost cont...

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“Gods, Fame and Murderous Tendencies” by Ria Walsh

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This is my worst nightmare, Amara thought as she strutted down the runway, slightly swinging her hips, a glacial look on her face.Bright lights flashed around her, capturing her essence for the entire world to see. Cameras were her favourite thingamabob invented by mortals. They could bask in the beauty of a goddess for eternity. “Amara, honey. You did so well up there!” cried the designer, stripping her off and into a new gown before Amara could blink.She suppressed a growl as he brushed past her chest. It was by no means an accident but wa...

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“Christmas Ham” by Lia Melendez

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This is my worst nightmare, while driving on the icy highway, a semi-truck side swiped my car! I swerved off the road and my car got stuck in a snow embankment. " Great!" I said, being sarcastic. This was the icing on the cake of one of the worst days of my life. I had a pain on my forehead and felt something warm trickle down my face. " What the?" , I glanced in the rearview mirror and realized the warm thing trickling down my face was blood. " Fucking of course it's blood," I said, "What a great way to end this crazy day!" I exited th...

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“INANIS ” by A Dead Poet .

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INANISHer worst nightmare began as soon as she stepped in. A black rotary dial hang on the wall, missing some bits and with a hole that exposed a few wires but not much. It had a scratch or two to the left, and there was nothing else in there. She pulled herself from corner to corner in the living room and paused now and then to peek through each other room wishing for something different. She stopped when her feet hurt and then continued again, hoping to have missed anything. Little difference that it would make to the obvious. She leaned s...

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“Memory & A Man Walking On His Hands” by J. M

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This is my worst nightmare. I’m alone, in the middle of an alleyway, way after the sun has clocked out. There’s one street lamp, but it taunts me. “I can just choose not to flicker back on. I can just go out for good, and you won’t even be able to see a foot in front of you.” There’s patches of grass and dirt hugging the brick walls that are at my sides. Thought: Ahead, or backwards. Your only two options. Make the right choice. I reach up to adjust the glasses on my face, but of course they aren’t there. They’re never ...

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“Dream Girl” by L.A. Slaton

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“C’mon Ryan, I know you want to be with me,” Carissa whispered in Ryan’s ear. “No, I don’t! Please leave me alone!” Ryan pulled away, but she grabbed his shoulders. "Come with me now, Ryan. Ryan!” Ryan gasped and opened his eyes; his father was standing over him with his hands on his shoulders. “Ryan! You alright, buddy?” Ryan rubbed his eyes. “Yeah. Just a dream.” “Want to talk about it?” “No. I really don’t even remember it.” &...

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“Just Breathe...” by Snehal Aher

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“THIS IS MY WORST NIGHTMARE!!!”, Rumi screamed at the top of her lungs. Her face felt hot, her eyes were welling up and all she wanted to do was to scream; scream till she could no more; she wanted to die screaming. She wanted to throw things, break things, dissolve and never wake up again. How could someone be so insensitive? Only two hours ago her manager told her she was let go due to a merger and her boyfriend of almost a year wanted to break up now? Could he not have waited a few days? At least as a decent human being? Just a few ...

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“Monsters” by Bea Taylor

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This is my worst nightmare. Awakened by a loud crash from downstairs, I look at my clock. 3:24 A.M. I get on my robe and quietly creep down the stairs. The house is usually quiet at this time of night, but I hear some shuffling in the direction of my parents' room. As I walk past the dining room table, I feel a sudden pain in the bottom of my foot. Looking down to see shattered glass on the floor by the window, I'm in pure shock. A brick is lying past the remains of the broken window. It looks like someone threw it in, which can only mean on...

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“Baby doll” by Sharon Williams

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The shrill ringing of his alarm clock woke Frank at 7.00 am. He attempted to roll over, to thump his hand down on the small button on the top of the clock, to shut the annoying noise off. That was what he intended to do, but this morning it seemed an impossible feat. For some inexplicable reason, he was unable to do this simple thing. Instead, all he could manage was an uncoordinated thrashing of his limbs. He could feel himself beginning to panic, his heart rate accelerating and beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead. ‘Calm down’ he to...

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“In my dreams you smile” by Ruby Lewis

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I remember the first time I dreamt of you.The champagne still felt gold and bubbly on my tongue as I laid in bed that night, the fizzy possibilities after our first date spilling into my unconscious mind. The darkness around me was soft, the ghost of your hand pressed so warmly in mine anchored me back to Earth as we laid against the grass. Explosions of red and pink painted the sky as I turned to you, your mouth smiling so prettily in the same colours as you held on tight.It’s a different smile you’re wearing now. It’s beautiful, of course ...

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“LOVE IS A WONDERFUL, TERRIBLE THING” by Django House

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'For there was never yet philosopher that could endure the toothache patiently,however they have wit the style of gods and made a push at chance and sufference.' -This is my worst nightmare...' Barry the Beagle was at the end of his wits. His rational perspective and acute perceptions were often blessed to trigger critical changes in others but now he felt as if wandering an endless desert in a futile search of an oasis. He tried every trick in his book to win Pumpkin’s favours and he tried them all in vain. Even worse, he found hims...

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“Cafe” by Leah Murphy

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She awoke face down on the floor of a department store, and looked around in a daze. A coffee shop was to her left, scattered clothes hung in a mess on her right. She forced herself to her feet and entered the shop. It was full of teenagers. They had pushed the tables into large groups, and threw things at each other laughing; even the baristas had joined. She walked towards the counter with heavy feet, trying to catch the barista’s attention; she was a heavily pregnant teen and plastered with cheap, colorful makeup. The teen looked at the d...

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“Scumbag” by Yan Mingzi

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This is my worst nightmare. The smell of wet paint, a tired moan, and a crying baby. My drunk brother, my sick mother, and my little sister. All in one place, no other familiar face, not even a hint of dad's trace. Life doesn't play jokes on me—— life flirts with me—— it takes me out to dinner just to spill juice on me, then buys me a bottle of wine after harassing me. Life's a scumbag. Life's a douche. Yet if you give me another 50 chances at life, I'd still fall head over heels every single time. Just like how brother got out of reh...

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“Dream and Sleep Clinic” by Joyce Schook

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Luke shot straight up in his bed. He head and neck were drenched with sweat. He tried to adjust his eyes in the darkness of the room.Mia woke up to his heavy breathing. Luke faced her now."Baby what is it? Another nightmare?""This was the worst nightmare yet."Mia moved closer to his side of the bed. She took his hand .Gave it a gentle squeeze then laid her thick head of curls against her husbands arm. His breathing returned to normal."Baby, its alright. It wasn't real. Do you want to talk about it?""No, I just want to forget it."Luke leaned ...

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“(II) CRUEL FATE” by Mo Ferdause

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“This is my worst nightmare!” glued to his computer screen on the desk Malik continued, “I feel like throwing up man!” He placed his arms over his braided hair, breathing heavily.“Relax dude.” Leaping over from the next cubicle Rob responded. “Go take a walk. It’s not over till the fat lady sings.” He peaked at the clock mounted on the wall. It was power hour. The bell would strike soon to close out the trading session for the day. “How deep in the south are you?”“Half a mill.”“Christ all mighty!” Rob was in disbelief.“No shit!” Malik sighed...

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Start or end your story with the line ‘This is my worst nightmare.’

Submissions are closed

✍️ 74 stories

“The Toilet Block” by Maxine Danby

“Gods, Fame and Murderous Tendencies” by Ria Walsh

“Christmas Ham” by Lia Melendez

“INANIS ” by A Dead Poet .

“Memory & A Man Walking On His Hands” by J. M

“Dream Girl” by L.A. Slaton

“Just Breathe...” by Snehal Aher

“Monsters” by Bea Taylor

“Baby doll” by Sharon Williams

“In my dreams you smile” by Ruby Lewis

“LOVE IS A WONDERFUL, TERRIBLE THING” by Django House

“Cafe” by Leah Murphy

“Scumbag” by Yan Mingzi

“Dream and Sleep Clinic” by Joyce Schook

“(II) CRUEL FATE” by Mo Ferdause

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story about a character who believes their dreams predict the future.

Write about two people whose dreams are somehow connected.

Write a story about a character who interprets people’s dreams.

Write about a character whose dreams are portals to other worlds.

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