Start your story with someone admitting a secret and end it with someone telling a lie.

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“Dreams ” by HBR Patel

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'You ready, Mike?' 'Always, John.' Mike clicked before John can complete his statement. The website was live, and so was their business. 'How much are you expecting?' 'Definitely more than 100 before midnight,' clarified John. They were expecting orders on their website that sold T-shirts. 'Quiet optimistic. Ain't it?' 'Hoping for the best.' The hope of John began reflecting on the screen. The orders came pouring in. The business partners were in for a shock. 'Skipping Pre-Order was not bad, after all?' 'Ya, I can't disagree, nor can t...

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“Benny, Jenny, and Alma in the Dirt” by Melina Gardiner

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“It was me. I took your food, Alma.” Large, round green eyes stared as she fiddled with the can’s pull tab behind her back. The feline’s mouth pulled back, then a silent yawn fell out. The sharpness of the tab pinched the stiff skin of her finger, so she adjusted her grip. “Whattaya gonna do about it?” she drawled. Alma blinked, unhappy to say the least. She occasionally flicked her gaze to the shadows of the kitchen cabinets. The early afternoon light shifted them incrementally across garish mint green walls....

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“Secret Lies” by Khair Harun

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Amin was a man in his early 30s who could not seem to make up his mind on what he wanted to do in life. He wanted to become an architect. Instead of taking the final exam in his professional practice, he ditched it for a reason which brought much despair to his late father. He was interested to open a fashion shop, specializing in woman’s dresses and scarf. That didn’t go as plan because the dressmaker he hired from Calcutta ran off with his savings of $4,000. He decided to work as a draftsman in an architecture firm, but he was given an adm...

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“My Best Friend” by Maria Callender

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The art of lying is not about body language or which words you use. It’s about believing. To be a good liar one has to repeat the lie over and over until it becomes a fact. So when Katherine wrapped her arms around my neck and confessed that she was very glad about me finally accepting her as a friend, I just hugged her back. I am her friend. “I have to tell you something,” Katherine said taking a step back and looking straight into my eyes. “I’ve always admired you. You are the coolest and most amazing girl in our class. I wish I coul...

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“Keep this to Yourself” by Tim Benson

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“Keep this to Yourself” Most people deal with it at some point in their lives and usually more than once. It’s one of those times when someone walks up to you, glances around and then leans in and says something like, “Hey, I just heard something and you can’t tell a soul.” Some people react with the thought, “Why in hell do you want to tell me something that has to be kept secret?” Of course there are others who react with “Oh my God, what is it? Tell me!” It’s like you’re being handed a box that might contain a firecracker or it might co...

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“The Spy Who Birthed Me” by Katana Grennay

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“...and that is how I managed to infiltrate the Department of Justice’s system just long enough to delete the criminal records of the Black men in jail for marijuana charges, but I think I found something, but I could only download a partial file before my security system was breached, so it’s only a matter of time before they’re knocking on our-” Three sharp knocks on the door interrupted me. My mother continued to stare at me with her mouth slightly agape. Three more knocks came, followed by a gruff voice on the other side. ...

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“No Man on Earth” by Sadie Bell

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The way Maman squirmed in her chair, fiddled with her hands in her lap, suggested a deep discomfort I’d only known her to experience once before, when she received news of my brother’s defection in 1813. Never had she mentioned him since. The reason for tonight’s uneasiness came in the form of a confession, and it was I who delivered the intolerable news. It was a marked departure from my usual role as the reticent and obliging daughter, characteristics belied only in the secrecy of my bedchamber where I ...

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“<(O)>” by A Mehendale

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Angie’s hiding something.Or, maybe that’s not quite right. Too definitive, it suggests she’s succeeding. And she isn’t - not in any way that matters. She keeps shifting her gaze, and her nails are drumming out the theme to Beverly Hills Cop on the table, and she’s already started speaking and cut herself off three times.I doubt it's anything serious. Angie has a tendency to work herself up into a panic over any small thing, and then face any serious problem head on and stone faced. No one I’d rather have at my side in a crisis - she can be a...

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“Golden Girl” by Danielle Burke

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“He was coming back to you.” Bronwyn, the golden girl I had played with while my mother performed her housekeeping duties, spoke quietly as she lay in a crumpled heap, unwashed and apparently unassuming, her face turned to the wall. I had been in the room for ten minutes. The first three of those were spent in silence; I know because I had trained my eyes on the analog clock that spun out the hours with no thought to those who were living and dying in the course of those passing moments. The next seven were filled with Bronwyn’s tears before...

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“Memories” by E M

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It had been years. Years since her memories had been reality, but somehow those memories seemed to grow more real as more time passed each day. It was hardest when she was alone, or when she would have a glass of wine in the evenings to ease the tension of the workday. These situations seemed to give the memories permission to slip out and weave themselves into her thoughts without her acquiescence. When her husband was around, she could easily leave the memories where they belonged, tucked away like the Cosmopolitan magazines full of sex ti...

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“A lie She told” by Ranyhia White

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It's a normal day on a Tuesday. I was not planning on going anywhere besides hopping in bed . I heard a ring ,so I picked up my phone . It was my friend Tessa. She sounded so upset and horrible . I am just thinking about what Tessa wants now ! Tessa is so needy . AS I try to listen to her . Tessa was talking too fast ,but all I heard was "I need you ". I rushed over there as fast as I could . On my way there I have a strange feeling . Something doesn't feel right but I continue to keep walking .I am finally there , I knock on the door. Some ...

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“You were Poison” by Dani Kay

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You were Poison - inspired by Horus "I love you.." She pressed deeper into his arms, hardly believing she'd actually said it. All this time her love for him had festered and grown, waiting to escape, til now. Yet somehow she didn't feel sweet freedom, sweet release, telling him this. What if she'd said it too soon? Why should there be a time on love anyways? Her mind raced as she justified her confession to her constant audience; her self. He hugged her tighter, held her closer, til she could feel his heart beat matching her ow...

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“YOU'RE SAFE NOW” by Emma D

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YOU’RE SAFE NOW I’d promised myself that no one would ever know. No one could ever know. But his eyes, so wide and gentle, begged me to tell him. To trust him. I did trust him, he just couldn’t see it. I’d told Rayan more than I’d ever told anyone, I just wasn’t too open with anyone, really. I wasn’t very good at talking about myself. I didn’t like talking about myself. “Tell me.” Rayan wrapped my hand in his, filling me with the light that shone through the window and gave his soft green eyes a magical glow. “I’m afr...

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“Paul's plan” by Sundaran .

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“Janice,” Paul’s voice had taken on that extra degree of sharpness that he presented only before his wife, only during his most vulnerable moments. “Do you remember that time we went camping, sometime soon after our marriage?” Janice looked up from her book, her merry face masking her annoyance at the interruption. She waited for him to go on, widening her pretty doe eyes to encourage him. “You remember surely, that old camping site where I used to go with dad… “Willow Creek” it was called, right?” She gifted him a pleasant smile before repl...

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“The Secret” by Jenne Gentry

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“Can I tell you a secret?” She whispered, leaning towards me so the guard on the other side of the bars wouldn't hear. “Um...” Secrets were risky, especially in here, so I knew this could go either way. Considering the petite young woman was brought in by no less than three of the high-security prison's guards, intuition told me this secret was going to be particularly dangerous. But I was bored and had nothing else to pay attention to at the moment, so...“Sure.” I replied. “I have multiple personalities.” She said, quietly. Humph, not w...

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Start your story with someone admitting a secret and end it with someone telling a lie.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 180 stories

“Dreams ” by HBR Patel

“Benny, Jenny, and Alma in the Dirt” by Melina Gardiner

“Secret Lies” by Khair Harun

“My Best Friend” by Maria Callender

“Keep this to Yourself” by Tim Benson

“The Spy Who Birthed Me” by Katana Grennay

“No Man on Earth” by Sadie Bell

“<(O)>” by A Mehendale

“Golden Girl” by Danielle Burke

“Memories” by E M

“A lie She told” by Ranyhia White

“You were Poison” by Dani Kay

“YOU'RE SAFE NOW” by Emma D

“Paul's plan” by Sundaran .

“The Secret” by Jenne Gentry

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Start your story with two characters watching a sunrise and end it with one of them seeing the moon reflecting off a lake.

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Start your story with the line, “This was supposed to be the happiest day of their lives,” and end it with, “By then it was too late.”

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