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

Posted in Dramatic on May 1, 2021

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Seven Months

Submitted to Contest #68

C/W: Terminal illness I can’t keep my eyes from drifting to the oxygen tank. I tried not to look at it, tried not to say anything, we’ve already had that conversation. Abby doesn’t need to be reminded of it every ten minutes for the next seven months, though we all hope she’ll last longer than that. Then again, wouldn’t it be cruel to drag this on? We sat on the swings behind Abby’s house. It’s a child’s swing set, the seats are made of plastic and barely big enough to sit on but we sit here anyway. Abby sits on the swing next to me, looking...

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Untold

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The glass seemed to fall in slow motion before shattering into crystal chards, decorating the uneaten croissant and the floor in carefree abandonment of who or what they hit. “Sorry, Chloe, I wanted to tell you sooner. I’m only nine weeks. It’s not public knowledge yet. It’s just our secret, well yours, mine and Tony’s of course,” Laura uttered as she started to carefully gather the broken glass. She was shaking a little, from the adrenaline, she supposed. She felt as though she was walking down from a very steep climb. She’d said it now. ...

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Seashell

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Seafoam graced the soft white-sanded shore and two twin doves soared overhead. A light wind carried the calming ocean air and pushed the small sails of children's play ships. Together the children, hand in hand, chased their ships as the ocean carried them away. Their light steps made small indents on the sand and scattered the small shells and fish that lingered near the shore. A gust of wind came and the tiny ships drifted further so that the children could no longer follow. It was early morning, there was no lifeguard on duty, so the chil...

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It Wasn’t Me

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It Wasn’t Me                                     Samara Patel Technically I did kill him, despite what I said to the police earlier that day. I didn’t do it. I didn’t kill him. I’m innocent, I’m innocent, please… The words had swirled in my head, becoming my mantra for the day. It hadn’t fooled the police who took me away, but it should be enough to get me through the interrogation. It has to be. I can’t go to jail. Not ...

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Unveiled

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It had been almost 20 years, Samantha kept her secrets from the entire world and bottled it inside where she meant for it to remain for her lifetime. Night and day, she thought about those deep dark secrets that haunted her each night. Every area of her life was affected by these secrets and she was unable to perform well at high school or at anything for that matter. Samantha always assured herself and tortured herself to the point of believing that she would die at a very young age from sexual diseases; specifically aids. Furthermore, sinc...

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Lavender Dreams

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“One night, a long time ago, I saw something. Something I’ve never admitted to anybody before. My parents were fighting in their room. Screaming. I sat on the stairwell, watching them from the shadows. I remember hearing his hand striking my mother across the face. It was a blow so intense, it knocked her back off her feet. When she stood, she rushed him. The next part is all so blurry. The next thing I knew, my father was lying on the floor, gurgling and sputtering, as my mother stood over him. After that, I ran to my room. I didn’t want he...

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A Well Thought Out Plan

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The kids were at school, the housekeeper was given the day off and the spouses were sat in front of each other. It was strange how they sat, hands crossed and on opposite ends of the obnoxiously long glass table. It was something too business-like to be in a family setting.Daniela rubbed her thumb in circles while her husband twirled his wedding ring around his finger. Daniela wondered why she’d been summoned and why her husband looked like he wanted to run to the nearest window to jump out of.“There’s something I need to tell you,” he ...

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Divorced

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Theresa was barred from her children, home, and business place until she appeared in court; she would never think of doing something like that to her family or a loved one. He did things without thinking about the consequences. It was not personal; it was a military mindset. Thursday night, she went to dinner with her girlfriend, which she hasn't spent time in a long time ever since he quit financial services. She got home at ten-thirty at night, the police car put their headlight, and she wondered what was going on. Two police officers appr...

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REALITIES

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Of a truth, I hated the fact that we had to follow the blasted family traditions. I could hear mother calling for night devotion. Who on earth still does that? I was enjoying a flirtatious chat with the new boy I met from school Ade, from the corner of my eyes I watch my silly sister Shewa as she tied her scarf hurriedly and picked up a bible from the shelf. I cursed as I rose to my feet. I dragged myself to the living room picking up the biggest bible and tying the dullest scarf . Everyone was already seated when I arrived; dad, m...

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Right Out of Her Mouth

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‘I have a crush on you.’ The second the words fell out of her mouth, Eve slapped a hand over her lips. Pressing them back in. Even to her own reflection, she seemed panicked, feverish; red cheeks, bright eyes and a hint of mania. Barely herself. Had she ever looked this excited before? Could she do it? The bedroom door behind her opened and she whirled, pressing her back against the mirror. Her sister, twelve, sassy and wearing an oversized sweatshirt she’d stolen from their brother. ‘We’re late. Alex is already annoyed. You coming?’ ‘Um...

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Sister's Getaway

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Sheila couldn't believe what she had just heard and wasn't sure how to handle it. She didn't expect it on this day of all days.When she agreed to this weekend getaway with her sister at Foxwood Hills State Park, she had no idea what would happen.Both of them had decided that it was time to get together and get to know each other again. They had grown apart over the years with one of them living and working in another state and the younger in college. Their parents were concerned about the two of them too, so they decided that ...

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From, Yours truly xo

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I would just like to tell you that I know.I know that you don’t love me as much as the others, and I’ve known it for a while actually. I can feel it; call it a sixth sense or intuition, but I know it’s there. It’s so very subtle, so subtle in fact, that a stranger can barely notice it.But I am no stranger.The grumbly cadence of your voice and your habitual foibles and gestures are lost on others. To them you’re just another entity amidst the endless mass of the universe. They don’t know you like I do. But for me, reading you comes as easy as...

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Forgive Me, My Dear, for the Fools Call Me into Battle

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“Could I tell you a secret? It’s about my father.” The Prince, blunt as ever, turned to his servant unexpectedly, causing the Mage to lose his place in his book.“The walls have ears, my friend. Are you sure you trust them?”“They are my ears, are they not?”The Mage chuckled, “They will be, but for now you are a prince.”“And you are my most trusted advisor. Would you care to shoulder my burden with me?” “I suppose.” The Mage was not immune to flattery, nor was he immune to his Prince looking so serious and trusting.“I…” The Prince started...

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Gabbie Gabs Alone

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Gabbie Gabs alone They sat under their tree for hours, showing each other funny memes and videos. They laughed so much and talked about their favourite bands. Another awesome night. Al’s blonde curls caught the evening light, shining gold. His eyelashes looked gold too and they fluttered gently while he concentrated on his screen. "I... I think I love you." "Uh-huh" He wasn't listening. Gabbie punched him on the arm. "What? What did I do?" Al said, eyes wide and full of feigned hurt. "Sometimes you're the worst!" she snapped at him. "Okay ...

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Vanishing

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Celeste and Damien were the life and soul of any party. She loved to walk around the room and chat with friends, colleagues and acquaintances. He loved to see how happy he could make her by being at her side. A couple that complemented each other in every way. They had met at a mixers event in the city. She flirted and gushed. He smiled and listened. He gave her his attention and she received his affection. A few months later they had moved in together and a year later they bought a house together. “I killed her,” admitted Damien. Peter gasp...

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