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Write about a character having a spiritual experience at a concert or a nightclub.

Posted in Dramatic on May 19, 2023

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✍️ 27 stories

Authentic

Submitted to Contest #199

Thumping music. Smells of cologne and perfume and stale alcohol in the humid, barely air conditioned air. Respectables was a nightclub along the midtown street of the university Jake attended.  He was there with his law school classmates. Were they his friends? He wanted them to be. There was Matt, Nick, Brad, Alex and the other Alex. They were, indeed, a friendly group, but all they talked about was sports. It wasn’t that Jake didn’t like sports. He just didn’t know anything about them. But these guys were the type who were passionat...

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For all eternity, for the time of a concert.

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Do you believe in love at first sight?I certainly don’t, sounds like some Disney movie crap.Nor does Mike, there sitting in the shadowy corner of the club, away from from the flashing lights and speakers, pumping and pulsing of digital excitement.Gosh, Mike does have a frowny face, doesn’t he?He slams his glass on the tall table, spilling his whiskey and soda-This place sucks! Why the heck did you bring me here?-Oh come on! Nothing is ever fine for you, stop complaining for once, and. Enjoy. Your. Damned. Life-Man, I fucking would, if I ever...

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An Epilogue

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I watched the blood drip through my fingers and pool into the palm of my hand. It was alive; still pumping outside the confines of a vein. A puddle of red rhythmically vibrating, echoing, mimicking the speakers of the rave. It mocked the grim reaper that disappeared into the crowd. Laughed behind his back and sang in a tune only I could hear. “Dance, man. Why aren’t you dancing?” The slurred speech of a man with dilated pupils brought me to. He did not know that the wet touch of my back was more than just sweat.  Maybe I died for a mo...

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Ecstasy on the Dance Floor

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“Nice to finally see the real you, Melanie.” Chuck the bouncer snickered smugly as he looked up and handed her back her ID. He’d been using this line for the past year and a half and somehow it never got old. “Thanks,” she muttered half-heartedly and proceeded to open the large, nondescript door in front of her and stepped inside. Her nails scraped against the floral green wallpaper, occasionally snagging on parts that were peeling as she ascended the long, narrow staircase. The further she climbed, the more violently the walls vibra...

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The Silvery Moon

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        The Silvery Moon   Double take. He doesn’t do. Never had the desire to do so. And even though he has known women, enjoyed the playing with them, there’s never been anyone that kept his interest. But this one. What is it about this one? Fascination stops him to stand against a wall, some distance away to watch her with his glass of Champagne in hand.   Her laugh is an intriguing throaty amusement, which he finds he likes very much. Enchanting him...

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Carman

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If I had known it was a concert for Jesus freaks, I never would have come. But it was too late now. My sister had been trying to convert me for years. I thought she might have given up, accepted my indifference. I was wrong.  I should have seen the signs. All the WWJD bumper stickers. The denim skirts. The nauseating niceness.  At least we were in an iconic place—Texas Stadium, home of the Dallas Cowboys. It was drenched in history, more famous than the Alamo. I was never a football fan but our dad was. I remember Tom Landry an...

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A Boy Called Darkness

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CW: Mental health issuesThe circumstances under which I met Darkness are as strange as the way through which he acquired his nickname. On a rainy spring day, I was walking with my friend Steve through the park, looking for a place where we could play our guitars. We walked until the park slowly became a forest. The rain intensified so we found a dry spot, a fallen tree trunk sheltered by the leaves of alder trees. To the right of me, somewhere behind the wild bushes, a quiet and unlit rugby field was covered in droplets of rain. St...

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Sit Down, Breathe a Bit

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It’s too much the ninth time I feel someone else’s sweat on my back, and I turn to leave. I think to cut a line through the crowd, sharp with intention. Instead, I stagger half-steps into the mosh. Thump-thump, locked knees. Movement ripples across bodies and through mine, and I reel. (No sea legs.) I’m drowning in waters stirred by music: boiling sound waves. A glimmer in the distance like sun through a sea-storm. One step, two, three, thirty, and I’m at the stairs with a hand on the railing.Hauling myself off the dance floor I feel somethi...

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Smoke Filled Room

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[CW: Bullying] Pink clouds. Blue mist. Indigo haze, popping like a potion. Bisexual lighting, Connor chuckled to himself, before pursing his lips back into an unimpressed line. Trinity Hall had come alive this fall, embracing the festive tragedy it was destined to be. Its brimstone walls which oft absorbed light was no match for the season’s colours - fluorescent orange and vibrant purple from jack o’ lanterns, crystal balls, and Dracula cutouts hung across the vaulted ceiling. The common room was stocked with caramelised apples sha...

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They Knew Each Other

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I was waiting a long time for the perfect moment to come along, for the DJ’s tempo to slow down for me. My head oscillated back and forth, my neck struggled to carry the weight of my head, and my eyes hazed from the room’s blue hues mimicking the way light moves underwater. I raised my head, but suddenly the bartender was gripping my wrist and I was facing an upside-down crowd, while the front of my torso was facing him. He tugs on my wrist to gently bring me closer to the counter and guides my head to rest on it. Still behind the counter, h...

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Close to the Fire

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  Walking onto the fairgrounds from the parking lot there was a sudden heat that came over me. Almost like opening an oven door too quickly and crouching down to look in. Your face just gets singed by the hot air. That’s what it was like speeding down from the entryway of the music venue. Pushing, sliding, maneuvering our bodies through the patrons that were watching the show from the spacious lawn. We were making our way quickly to the pit where our general admission tickets would gain us access. I was in the back of the group. And I ...

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Magnetic

Submitted to Contest #199

From the beginning, this story changed my life. From where I started to where I ended up. I first saw him on television, I heard his voice as he talked with passion, as he moved across the floor, for he was a Teacher. I admired him, he knew how to capture the audience and leave them amazed. I was a fan, he could take words and make them dance, for he was in a class of his own. One day while I was taking a short vacation, I thought to myself, could I catch his eye. As I heard a voice in my spirit, say look into his eyes. I did not understand,...

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