Write a story with a big twist.

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“Easy Money” by Eddie Whitlock

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #260

Easy MoneyPart I: Steve Debbie said that it was lucky for us, that the weather would make for fewer people on the roads, less chance we’d be seen. Twenty-five freaking degrees? I do not like the cold. This will be the first time I’ve ever done anything with Randy. This thing was his idea, I think, but it was Debbie that brought me into it. There’s six thousand dollars to be had and it sounds like no problem having it – if you don’t mind robbing some old lady, which I don’t. This weather is awful, though. They’re always predicting snow, but w...

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“At His Will” by Nina H

Submitted to Contest #260

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Breathe. My chest tightens as it fills with air, breathing in the nauseating combination of odors filling the room. The unmistakable smell of blood. Whose blood was it? The smell of alcohol, burning in my nostrils. The dank smell of some kind of chalky smoke. That smell makes me sick, and my stomach turns. I need a window. Fresh air. But of course this room has no opening to the outside. &nbs...

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“My Girls” by James Scott

Submitted to Contest #260

Hunter shifted his weight on the cold, unforgiving tiles; his legs were beginning to grow stiff and his back tight. Sitting on the floor of the bathroom under the artificial light was uncomfortable and kept highlighting the disgusting state of the grey ceramic, glistening with a layer of moisture and hosting clumps of damp lint. That damn woman couldn’t even keep a floor clean. A wayward splash from the bubble bath soaked into his pants. He didn’t bother flinching, let alone chastising the two culprits. Let the children play. Their squeals o...

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“Bath Time” by VJ Hamilton

Submitted to Contest #260

Change is in the air. Mr. Smith is back home, and he is singing his number one song, Amazing Grace. His warble falls flat in some places, and he mangles some words, but it’s recognizable by all. Mrs. Smith is sick of Amazing Grace. So sick of it. She hopes tonight they do not have the personal support worker named Grace, a plump young woman who wears too much jewelry, who is always snapping bracelets on and off. Although surely Grace is sick of that song by now, too. Isn’t she? Sometimes Mr. Smith sings Amazing Race instead. The first time h...

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“Writer's Block” by Ralph Aldrich

Submitted to Contest #260

Lawrence Cummings, the author of the secret agent series, “Luke Manor,” as well as fifteen separate novels on the New York Times bestsellers list, is sitting in his den staring at the blank screen of his computer. For some time now, sales have almost stopped, and the monthly royalty is only a few dollars at best. His best books now sell in second-hand bookstores, Goodwills, or flea markets for twenty-five cents each, five for a dollar. In the words of his publisher, the reason for his decline is, “Your books aren’t selli...

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“A killer you can't catch ” by Omar Scott

Submitted to Contest #260

Standing over a dead body was nothing new to Kyle. The blood, the odor, the pair of eyes devoid of life looking back at him, none of it fazed him. Usually. But something about this body, this scene, even the night air hit him differently. Kyle’s eyes focused under the bright lights that shined through the midnight sky. His feet crushed the blades of cold grass in the open field as he positioned himself to get a better look. A brown-skinned man lay naked on the ground, like he fell asleep there. His arms by his side, but the hands were choppe...

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“His Just Deserts” by Marissa Othon

Submitted to Contest #260

It was just another muggy, mid-week summer’s day and the street outside the bar was quiet. Inside it was too early for Vinny’s usual crowd. They were still at their desk jobs or out on the shop floor, sweating it out until quitting time when they would faithfully make their daily pilgrimage for happy hour to quench their thirst for company and something cold. Rocky waited patiently outside the door. He looked at ease and relaxed, casually scanning the street and the passers-by, with an occasional look over his shoulder toward the door behind...

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“Finding Emily” by Jennifer Luckett

Submitted to Contest #260

The day before Emily went missing, I ran seven miles in the predawn chill, slipped and landed on the icy pavement on my way back. I shook it off, my bloody left knee be damned, to finish one more mile. It’s really not safe to run solo, or go anywhere alone here. I don’t really care, because running is my escape from everything I hate about my life. The wind grazing my back, the solitude and the peace of it all fills me with the best natural high I can get. I strolled back to my room, showered, b...

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“A New Friend?” by KA James

Submitted to Contest #260

Claudia and her mother and father lived in an old house, in a normal neighborhood, on a nondescript street, Meadowburne Lane to be exact, in a small midwestern town so ordinary that most people driving through immediately forget the name of it before they have passed the town limit sign on the way out. At least, that’s the way it had been on Meadowburne Lane before the accident. Since then, life on the lane has occasionally become a little less mundane.Claudia and her mother both remember the night of the accident well. They remember it, but...

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“Tiny Pink Shoes” by Jason Basaraba

Submitted to Contest #260

The drive home from the hospital is quiet, I always pictured this day differently. We have so much to say but keep the thoughts to ourselves, as if it is taboo to speak. I want to say something and nearly do, but when I glance at her she is looking elsewhere.So, I drive on. Knuckles white as they grip the wheel, I watch as raindrops dance across the windshield, flying away free in the wind with each push of the wipers. The steady squeak of rubber on glass has a hypnotic tone that echoes with-in the hollowness of the car.I finally break the s...

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“Hairy” by Chris Pye

Submitted to Contest #260

1The Scientist, a tall woman, crisp white lab coat, hair pulled tightly back, adjusted her thin spectacles and clinked the screen with her fingernail. Charles listened attentively.'This, here, is the gene that gave you hair on top of your head, yes? Screwed up by your testosterone. Why you ended up with male-pattern baldness. Just look at it! What a mess. Even from here.' Charles gawped at the VDU. All he could see were flickering lines of stripes, like a drone shot of black and white zebras streaming across the African plains.The ...

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“Happy Valentines Day, Ed” by Maria Wickens

Submitted to Contest #260

Waking in a cramped wooden box in a shallow grave, I have to admit this is one of the worst first dates ever. It is not the absolute worst date - so that should tip you off my dating history is somewhat dark and hopeless. Still one has to believe in something and for me it’s que sera sera, what will be, will be, somewhere some time, I will meet that special someone.But clearly, not this time around.The signs started to mount up early into the date. When Mr Mystery Date opened the door it was apparent his profile photo was not so mu...

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“Waking Dreams” by Sophie P

Submitted to Contest #260

It wasn’t going well. I was beginning to think that being an estate agent wasn’t for me. It had seemed like the type of job I’d be suited for; I'd dreamed of showing a couple around a house, dazzling them with fascinating architecture, stories woven into the carpet of the bedrooms or the wood-panelling in the study. Or of helping a single mum find the bedrooms for her kids she never thought she could afford or the young entrepreneur find the office space to get their business off the ground. But, in typical fashion, I had only pictured what ...

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“The Watsons” by Amanda Stogsdill

Submitted to Contest #260

The Watsons by Amanda Stogsdill"Hurry up, will you?" Teresa called over her shoulder. Butterfly puffed along, the strap of her heavy schoolbag digging into her shoulder."It's miserable. I'm sweating buckets!" The thirteen-year-old complained, "Why can't you drive?""Because, my car's broken down, remember? I have school too, you know. Shut up and keep walking." Teresa was also sweating, but wasn't showing it as much as her younger sister. With their identical features and hairstyles, you'd suppose they were twins. Except of course, for their ...

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“The Safest Man in London” by Shaun Griffin

Submitted to Contest #260

“The Southwark Slasher struck again last night,” whispered Jasper Thomas. “A prostitute. Drained every drop of blood from her body.” “I can’t imagine why he’s called the Slasher,” sniffed Arnold Penny. “Why do you say that?” “Well, there’s no blood for one thing. And, apart from a single cut across the throat the body is untouched.” Jasper sniggered. “Well, the papers can hardly call him the Southwark Drainer, now, can they? It just doesn’t have the same ring to it.” Benjamin Good looked up from his ledger and frowned. “Quiet!” he hissed. “I...

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Write a story with a big twist.

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✍️ 189 stories

“Easy Money” by Eddie Whitlock

“At His Will” by Nina H

“My Girls” by James Scott

“Bath Time” by VJ Hamilton

“Writer's Block” by Ralph Aldrich

“A killer you can't catch ” by Omar Scott

“His Just Deserts” by Marissa Othon

“Finding Emily” by Jennifer Luckett

“A New Friend?” by KA James

“Tiny Pink Shoes” by Jason Basaraba

“Hairy” by Chris Pye

“Happy Valentines Day, Ed” by Maria Wickens

“Waking Dreams” by Sophie P

“The Watsons” by Amanda Stogsdill

“The Safest Man in London” by Shaun Griffin

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Write a story in which a character learns something unexpected about someone they thought they knew well.

Write a story about someone who realises the story of their life has been pre-determined — until they decide to divert from the expected path.

Write a story that includes the line, "I didn't see that one coming."

Write a story using the most clichéd twist of all; it was all a dream.

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