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Write a story with the line “I wasn’t expecting that.”

Posted in Dramatic on Dec 27, 2024

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Can You See Me Now?

Winner of Contest #283 🏆

Being invisible is my superpower. I don’t mean that I’m a superhero who is out slaughtering villains, cape flapping in the wind as I zoom over the New York skyline. The truth is, instead, that I am a “woman of a certain age” who has suddenly morphed into invisibility.But don’t worry, this isn’t going to be a poor me story written by a middle-aged woman longing for her past. That would accomplish nothing. And I am a person who gets things done. I’m used to being the one that everyone turns to for answers, and the one who pretended I wasn’t aw...

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I'm Dreaming of a White House Christmas

Submitted to Contest #283

Imagine the White House during Christmas 1789: George Washington and his wife sitting around a Christmas tree in the Oval Office, a newspaper artist sketching the festive scene, and Bing Crosby singing "White Christmas" over the phonograph. If you can picture this, I would say, "Wow, you have a wonderful imagination." Unfortunately, that's where this scene will have to stay—in our imaginations. That's correct. I made the whole scene up, except for Christmas, 1789, George, and Martha. The rest are complete fabrications. The first fabrication ...

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The End of the Beginning

Submitted to Contest #283

The Cheevers liked nice things. Their house was laid out with meticulous precision. Each item of furniture, timepiece, artwork, and antique collectible was presented with careful intention. Pretense was admired. They were an enviable couple.Charlotte sought things she could own like her benevolent children and her beloved husband. Her grasp was far-reaching, and her angst anchored. Theo was dutiful in appeasing her hunger. She never went without or lacked comfort. He toiled long hours to ensure her happiness. Gratefulness and appreciati...

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Spin-Cycle

Submitted to Contest #283

Ridin’ around in my automobile. Tryin’ not to fall asleep at the wheel. Round and round and round I go. Where I’ll land nobody knows.Caught in a spin cycle. Spinning my wheels. Never any end in sight. Think I’m getting ahead then some guy on a steel horse passes me by. Heck, the rate I’m going even the guy pushing the wheelbarrow is catching up to me. Endless, I’m tellin’ ya. Hopeless. I put in my paces, smile at the faceless faces hiding under haute hats all so I can chase that elusive money bag, pick up my salary and get on the move again....

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The cemeteries keeper.

Submitted to Contest #283

There once was a man and he used to be known as the cemetery's keeper. He would wash the stones and make the graves intact with new paint jobs and flowers.  He would be seen sitting down talking to the stones. While he ate his lunch it was a different stone each day. Everybody thought he was creepy. He wore black every day like he was about to attend a funeral. A full suit and tie. Even in the summer. He would watch everyone from a far that went passed. Especially those who came in. He would hide near the trees and light up a cigarette....

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Dropping the Ball

Submitted to Contest #283

I told them that I’d had enough. I am all done being trapped inside a ball as it plummets to the ground all to celebrate some mindless construction of time. I understand the value of ritual. I get the nature of tradition. My family has been involved in New Year’s Eve since the very first celebration. The Windells are, in some ways, the First Family of New Year’s Eve. We were given the burden of sacrificing a little bit of ourselves every year, because when the calendar as we know it was created, we were the ones who thought to make a big dea...

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Dog and Pony

Submitted to Contest #283

Young Ryder entered the living room early Christmas morning to see a large box lying beside the tree. It was too large to fit among the other presents. There were holes around the top. Ryder stared in awe as he thought he saw the box move. He whispered, “A pony? Santa brought me a pony?”He ran to the box and peered into one of the air holes. A Beagle puppy stared back. Its wagging tail thumped. It whimpered, begging for release.“Mom! Dad! Santa brought me a pony!”Ryder’s parents, Paige and Levi, entered. Still in pajamas, they were bleary fr...

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The Forsaken

Submitted to Contest #283

Sherrie sat in the employee cafeteria on a hard plastic chair, unwrapping a soggy tuna sandwich — one that she had no appetite for whatsoever. She gave a deep sigh, before admitting defeat and returning the sandwich to its cellophane wrapper. She couldn’t eat it. Her stomach was in knots. Her physical state mirrored her emotions. She was despondent and stuck in a funk. She hadn’t heard from her boyfriend all week. That was highly unusual. Not only did they work in the same building, but they also ate lunch together everyday in this very...

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Looking at the past

Submitted to Contest #283

Jones relished quiet Saturdays. Reclining in his armchair with a book, he let the hum of the air conditioner blend into his thoughts—until his phone broke the silence.“Hello, who is it?”‘It’s Karen! You don’t recognize my voice?’“Oh, hi Karen. How’s your weekend going?”“Jones, listen. I’m at the front of your building near the mailboxes. Come down there’s something I want to show you.’ Her voice was bubbling with an excitement Jones couldn’t quite place.“Your downstairs? And you didn’t tell me you were coming?&n...

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The Experiment

Submitted to Contest #283

“How was your day today, Mr. Jenkins?” Evelyn asked and looked expectantly at Hugh. “Today, I was remembering how I met my beloved Clara,” he answered and continued his story. *** It was a hot summer day. I was wandering around the city. I was alone. I have a lot of friends and acquaintances, but sometimes you want to be alone and think about why we exist... The sun began to bake, so it was about noon. I walked with my head down. I wanted to scream, but I didn’t know why. I turned around the corner of a house with a high fence surroundi...

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I Wasn't Expecting That: A Story of God's Faithfulness in the Unexpected

Submitted to Contest #283

I Wasn't Expecting That Hope Bend was a small town in South Carolina that mirrored many small towns depicted in movies. It was a town where everyone knew everyone else. Men still played board games outside the general store, which was still named The General Store. Children still rode their bikes around in their neighborhoods, visiting with friends until the street lights came on, and unsupervised for the most part. One of Hope Bend's most well-known landmarks was the old country church. The church was founded in 1885. The church steeple sto...

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A Cup of Kindness

Submitted to Contest #283

Lucy Winston hadn’t planned to spend this night alone. The others assured her that it was the quietest night, with most families out at midnight Mass before they returned home for small gatherings. It was better than being on-duty Thanksgiving Day, when old family feuds spilled over and led to calls to the station. That was last month, and Lucy was now a full-fledged deputy in her hometown. She loved the holidays on the farm with her grandparents and aunt, but only tolerated the cold. When the old heater kicked to life with a groan, a s...

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The Tiger's Gaze

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Submitted to Contest #283

Captain James Sphinx angrily jerked his leather flying helmet from his head, his sandy brown hair plastered to his skull as he grit his teeth. He and the rest of his Misfit Squadron had just landed at the Shanghai aerodrome they’d called home for the past few weeks.  Climbing out of the cockpit of his P6 Hawk, the young pilot stormed away barely acknowledging the ground crew as he met up with the rest of his men. He was hating this entire infiltration game he was playing with “The Tiger,” or “Mai,” whatever her actual name was. The smug...

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Waiting for snow

Submitted to Contest #283

14:00 pm The sky was brilliantly blue. Almost blindingly so. Mary scowled at the offensive hue. "You'd better snow soon,” she grumbled at the sky. It was only polite to issue a warning. "What was that, dear?" her mother-in-law asked her, head poking in between the potted plants adorning the kitchen island. "Nothing! All good!" she replied, rearranging her lips and jaw and teeth into an approximation of a smile. Her mother-in-law was sweet and kind and there to assist, but she was also very jumpy and every word or sound or even a sigh that c...

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The Unexpected Path

Submitted to Contest #283

The Unexpected PathIt was a crisp autumn evening when Emma first stumbled upon the hidden path. She had always loved the forest behind her grandmother’s house, the towering trees and rustling leaves offering a sense of calm she could never quite find in the city. As a child, she would wander the familiar trails, but after her grandmother’s passing, the woods had become a place of melancholy, a reminder of her loss.This evening, however, something felt different. A soft breeze carried the earthy scent of pine, and the sun, low on the horizon,...

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