Write a story about a teenager visiting the place where they grew up.

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“Unconscious” by Hassan Azi

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My brother, who had been in a coma for I don't remember how long, just woke up this morning. Mom called me in tears, barely able to form sentences."Johnny is awake !", she finally said in between sobs.I booked the first flight I could get.I got to the hospital the following morning. Little Johnny has changed to say the least. I wasn't not sure if I could still refer to him as "little" Johnny. He looked almost as old as dad, if not more. His once youthful face now had a gaunt taint to it. Sunken cheeks, eye bags, the works. Inactivity took a ...

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“Better Than Tulsa” by Brie Monetti

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“Ladies and gentleman, please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts, as the captain has put on the safety belt sign. We are experiencing slight turbulence”. I could barely make out the overly-peppy southern stewardess’ prickly voice over my music. Then a face appeared next to mine. Her scent of lilac choked me… did she shower in cheap perfume this morning? “Sweetie, you’re going to have to fasten that seat belt there. I don’t know if ya heard, but we’re experiencing slight turbulence”. ‘That’s one way to put it’, I remarked. “If by...

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“The Smiles We Left Behind” by Gena Ervin

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I felt like time was running out. I wasn’t a kid anymore and my last year of high school was upon me. Strange that I should be feeling so nostalgic about my past, or maybe it wasn’t. I’ve never been this old before. I looked through some old pictures hoping the feeling would fade but looking through the good times at my old house only amplified things. I missed the huge tree in our front yard. It was the largest tree for at least three blocks and the trunk split into a V shape as it grew to create a window for pretending to be a bank teller ...

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“The Incident” by Ricky DS

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I never thought I’d see my home again after the incident. I’ve been away for almost two years—running, screaming, and fighting. There is probably nothing left there. Nothing. Nothing at all. Even the word nothing carries no emotional charge. No worry or regret … it is what it is, and we all have to do deal with it. Well, everyone who is still alive has to do deal with it. The underground tube barely makes it to a halt, screeching and scraping to the platform.‘We’re here,’ I shout, pushing myself up from a tube seat and brushing off dust … or...

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“Forever Young” by Joel Dwyer

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The golden light from the sun beamed through the treetops while a gentle breeze caused the branches to dance in response. The shadows played along, following the light’s embrace step for step, gliding about in sync with the leaves. A single drop of dew remained, hidden underneath one of the greener leaves. Jeremy reached out the tip of his finger, gently collecting the single droplet and delicately dripping into a small, glass test tube.“Ah, yes. This will do,” he muttered, stifling a smile behind his monotonous tone. “Really? You only ...

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“Oregon Rain” by Kate Heesemann

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Sadie Jamison was excited. Not only did she just turn 16, she was about to step on the plane from LAX to PDX. She was happy because she grew up in Oregon, loved the great outdoors and the smell of the rain, and she hated Los Angeles. She missed her home in Dallas, Oregon, her friends she had made, and owning a horse on the land the Jamison family had owned. Her father had moved the family to Hollywood when he wrote his first script for the big screen. Her parents seemed to love the life in LA, but Sadie hated it.&nbs...

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“Long Deserted ” by Fiona Kerlyn

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The old rusted bus waggled to a halt. Clarisa wasn't surprised at the emptiness of the bus. She grabbed her cross-body handbag from the seat next to her and slung it over her shoulder. She stood up, her body stiff from apprehension and moved about the chairs."Hurry with it!" the driver barked at Clarisa and she visibly flinched from the harsh impatience in his tone. She could tell he was nervous about the surrounding and she didn't blame him.She stepped out the bus and her leather sandals slapped the pavement whose bits had been chipped away...

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“Death of a Patriarch ” by Tawni Winns

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“He’s dead.” That was her first words to me, no Hello or How you doing. There was no need for pleasantries. I didn’t care two shits about how she was doing and she felt the same way about me. But no matter how little we cared for each other she knew how much this news meant to me. “How?” I asked knowing there was only one “he” she could possibly be talking about.“9 millimeter to the forehead.” “Who?” “Auntie Doris,” she said it with zero emotion like we were talking about the weather. “Guess she finally got tired of ...

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“Half of A Man” by Unknown User

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The essence seems different but nothing has truly changed. The crisp autumn leaves become ash under the souls of my shoes as I walk to touch the wooden porch that stretches out in front of me. I reach my hand to touch the cracked paint on the wood. The feeling brings memories flooding back to a time where the world seemed so generous. A roof that looks as though it'll collapse with even the faintest slam of a door. The sun hits the steps, so inviting, almost as if it draws me to come closer. I place my hesitant first step towards something t...

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“Just Leave” by Catherine Caprio

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Jenna, the friend I was crashing with, drove me back to that house right after school. I told her I would call when I needed a pick-up. If I timed it right, work wasn’t over yet and I had some time for either a rescue or a confrontation. Whichever one, I was ready. I shouldered my heavy backpack and knocked on the door. Rule of the house, the door didn’t open unless both of them were home, but I knew they would make an exception for me. It had been three months since I’d packed up my things and left. Both of them had probably been waiting fo...

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“Memory of a Youth” by Sahani Perera

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It's been 5 years, I find myself, seated in a train cubical, traveling back home. As I look out through the window: I was drawn into the glimpse of my past taking me to the place where I once grew up — a memory worth preserving. It was a beautiful village toward the north, surrounded by paddy fields and rubber forests. As the day began, my mother would shout "Get up! You're getting late for school". We lead a simple life. I rode on my bicycle everyday and cherished every moment I spent on the road. Ah! Yes, the beautiful road that ran in bet...

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“The Wanderer ” by Mililani Manaoat

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Chapter 1: Laura Laura had always loved the fresh clean air of Washington; growing up in California near big cities, she never realized the difference until moving there. “There's just something about the vibes here”, she would say. She loved the way it made her feel at least for the time being. It was an impulsive decision you see- to move. Laura has never been the best at making decisions or feeling grounded in some way. “There has to be something better” she would tell herself after feeling discouraged on most days. ...

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“The magic of rain” by Helena Bosch

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As she got out of the train station, the raindrops hit her face and the wind made her hair stick to her red lips. “My bad,” she thought, “to believe the weather would be on my side this time.” She ran across the street to reach the bus stop for cover, but the five seconds were merciless. Her feet were wet inside of her ankle boots, and her carefully chosen top was stuck to her skin. She sunk onto the bench in the stall and quickly glanced to the screen announcing the next bus. Even after six years, she still could find her way blindfolded ar...

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“Relived” by Nusayba A.

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Haunting truths are never prepared for. They may affect the way we reflected at childhood or even at the lies our minds have convinced our soul to believe in. But Peter has always been prepared for lies that seeped into him just like the storm seeping into his clothes. Just like the anger of memories had seeped through his mind.The obstinate doorknob doesn't show any signals of life, but perhaps it may have been the man's slippery grip. Sighing against the storms of rain and the gales of cold that encompass him, Peter fishes around his pocke...

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“Centralia” by Nuha Syed

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We stared at the highway, adorned with colorful graffiti, marred with cracks. The old section of Route 61 had been shut down for over a decade, and neither one of us had been back since when we’d left, forsaking the place of our youth, our home. Now, we stood upon deceiving colorful pictures and words, the silence surrounding us suffocating. Eerie. As if in just one more moment, the world would warp, or the ground would give out and we’d plummet into the darkness, our screams growing fainter until they went silent altogether. Or perhaps, we ...

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Write a story about a teenager visiting the place where they grew up.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 31 stories

“Unconscious” by Hassan Azi

“Better Than Tulsa” by Brie Monetti

“The Smiles We Left Behind” by Gena Ervin

“The Incident” by Ricky DS

“Forever Young” by Joel Dwyer

“Oregon Rain” by Kate Heesemann

“Long Deserted ” by Fiona Kerlyn

“Death of a Patriarch ” by Tawni Winns

“Half of A Man” by Unknown User

“Just Leave” by Catherine Caprio

“Memory of a Youth” by Sahani Perera

“The Wanderer ” by Mililani Manaoat

“The magic of rain” by Helena Bosch

“Relived” by Nusayba A.

“Centralia” by Nuha Syed

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