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Write about a child witnessing a major historical event.

Posted in Dramatic on Jun 11, 2021

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THE SAVIOUR

Hanifah Kaka

Submitted to Contest #80

Ruth and Naomi were twin sisters living in Cross river state in the south eastern part of Nigeria. They had parents, but had a long time been separated from them, because of a practice which arose from a mere superstition which if hadn't existed, a lot of children would still be alive.It all began long ago. Their parents, Mr. and Mrs. Obi had been married for more than five years and never got to conceive. They sought several doctors, priests and herbalists but all were in vain. After so much praying and fasting, they managed to conceiv...

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Once upon a time, everything changed (pt.13 of Mutants versus Witches)

Moon Lion

Submitted to Contest #80

"Good afternoon. Today I come before you to discuss the realities of the newest threat faced by this country." Philia looked up when her mother sucked in a terrified breath, clutching her hand. It bothered her, mommy took her happy medicine, but she was still sad. "Mommy, what's going on?" Philia asked, clutching at her coat. She was thirsty and bored and hungry, and she wanted to go home. Her mother stared at her in a blind panic, almost seeming to forget who the eight-year-old before her was until her vision focused. "That man is the...

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My Torment in the Tower

W.W. Skybelle (Inactive)

Submitted to Contest #80

September 11th, 2001Two World Trade Center (the South Tower)New York City, New YorkI pressed my hands to the glass and gazed at the streets and people below. They seemed so tiny and insignificant. I stared at dad in amazement. ”This place is incredible! I can’t believe you work here! I can’t imagine coming here every day.”Dad smiled.“I’m glad you like this place. I knew you would.”I grinned. “Can you show me around?”Dad frowned. That was so much like him. Switching back and forth between facial expressions as easily as a person wou...

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A Shot in the Dark

Submitted to Contest #80

My friends are all gone.Naomi and Leah Baugh.The Nazis took them.And they never came back.One day we were playing marbles on the street with the other kids.The next their apartment was empty.Nobody was inside, I checked.Except for a scrap of lace on Naomi’s bed.Mama gets a scared look on her face when I mention my friends.Papa turns pale.And then they feed me some lebkuchen and put me to bed.They stay up for hours later, though, whispering to themselves.The neighbors down the hall are gone, too.They were nice to me.Mrs. Akkerman once gave me...

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The Lucky Ones

Submitted to Contest #80

Mom’s hands are shaking as she dials Dad’s number. On receiving no reply, the phone slips from her hand and falls on the ground, a large crack slowly appearing on the screen. I try to see through the window that she has been deliberately covering with her body, but she blocks my view again, whatever happening outside clearly not for my eyes. That doesn’t stop me from being curious though. A loud boom shakes the floor, and I hold on to the wall as the quaking slowly subsides. Maybe it is an earthquake. That would explain the pan...

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The Secret

Asha Pillay

Submitted to Contest #80

Mary was going down the memory lane, looking at old pictures of herself when she worked as a maid, they were all black and white, nearly seventy years old and had turned yellow with age.She had turned eighty seven this month, her eyesight was good for her age and her memory still sharp.She lived alone in a small house in a dusty town near Bavaria in Germany. She was the only member of her family alive as her parents and siblings had all gone from this world ...

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Eve's Saturday Morning

Henry Vinicio Valerio-Madriz

Submitted to Contest #80

“Are you awake, sweetheart?”“Yes, mom… I am”, Eve said and then she yawned. A nine-year-old child doesn’t have much to worry about, does she? Children’s work is playing and enjoying life; however, helping at home is a plus. And Eve knows it! (hard work will never hurt any kid)Eve belongs to a loving family. They have worked in their workshop and store, for generations. Commerce has always been a good friend of them. They are not rich people but prosperous ones. It’s the result of hard work which, by the way, has given them a great reput...

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The Box of Life

Emily Grice

Submitted to Contest #80

The Box of Life The city of LVIV (formerly Poland until the Nazi invasion). Now Ukraine, USSR. June 1941. ‘Take this and hide it.’ Father presses a wooden box to my chest. The box I was forbidden to touch when I was a child. It has our family crest of three crowns, inlaid into the lid: the mark of the Polish aristocracy. Once it was a symbol of...

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The Warding Arrows of Kimimela

Submitted to Contest #80

SHOUTOUT TO VARSHA VIMAL BECAUSE HER BIRTHDAY IS COMING UP!!!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY VARSHA!!!!!!!!!---------------------------------------------------------------------------------14 days earlier: They were coming for him.No, correction: They had already come for him.But he wouldn’t let them arrest him! He couldn’t! He was Sitting Bull and he had done so much for his tribes to be arrest now!The Indian Police had barged into his house early this morning, demanding to arrest him for creating violence. Sitting Bull was still sleepy from being awak...

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Dear Kitty

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨 🏳️‍🌈 (inactive For The Summer)

Submitted to Contest #80

November 28thHello,I have just received this journal for my birthday, and I am not sure how to preface it. Dear Diary? That sounds childish.Hello will get old quickly.What about Dear Kitty? I learned about a girl a few years ago, Anne Frank, who prefaced her journal like that.And so I shall try it.Today is my fourteenth birthday. My mama gave me this journal. It’s grey on the cover, with my initials: MG. Mara Grace.I live in the United States, but you probably know that, don’t you?Anyway, our president is Ronald Stump, who lives up to his na...

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When Under the Stars

Scout Tahoe

Submitted to Contest #80

“I remember when the news broke out,” Marlowe said, her words jabbing at the inside of her mask. “I was on a ski lift with my mom. I’ve never skied before and never planned to in that moment. I guess I was just going to take the lift back down.” She peeled bark off a nearby tree and swatted moths out of her tangle of curls. “We were sharing a bag of chips. My mom had heard about the virus and told me. We stopped eating chips.” The air was stale and chilling. It was silent except for dog howls and the pulse of hearts under coats and the crun...

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Witnessing Adir (Part 2)

Cookie Carla🍪

Submitted to Contest #80

Noah Adir's execution was today, and I was there to see it. My dad brought me to see him. I never thought I'd be this distraught over this. I saw Noah take his last breath. I never thought I would be able to say it. Better yet, say it out loud. I don't think I can say it out loud. When Noah finally took his last breath, Dad patted me on the back and whispered in my ear: "Now you know how a real man feels. Now you see what happens to blacks who don't mind their business." Blacks. That's what Dad calls them. No one reall...

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Flower Eyes, Crystal Stars

Yolanda Wu

Submitted to Contest #80

He was down in the sky-room on the night his mother died. It was a basement built for the end of the world. There were reinforced walls and almost complete darkness. The circular panel of glass on the ceiling was the only reason the room wasn’t a swallowing void of black. He could watch the sky from underground.He had no understanding for the reason the basement was built. Was it so that when the world ended, everyone could watch through their circular panels how the sun engulfed their Earth?As he inspected the night through that little slic...

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I Cross my Heart and Hope to die

✯𝐋𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫✯

Submitted to Contest #80

"Sleep. Go to sleep, my child.Nora? Sleep. Hold on to Masha the bear for a while. Daddy will be back and everything will be fine.""Wh...what about you?""I'll be here, right by your side. If you want anything, trust me, NoraI won't leave you.""Promise?""Yes.""Cross your heart, hope to die, stick a needle in your eye?"She sighed."Nora, yes. I cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye.""Ok, momma, ok. I believe you.""Thank you, Nora.""Can you tell me a story?""Well, only if you promise to go to sleep after that.""Yes, I promise...

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I Heard A Rumor

Michael J. Conroy

Submitted to Contest #80

I heard a rumor. A rumor that the soldiers are using leather straps, a tree stump, and a mallet to break wrists. “It’s to stop us from talking,” Ingeborg whispers. “Can’t you hear the screams?”I answer no, say, “My bunk is on the West Wing; therefore, any scream would lose its momentum before it reaches my window.” Ingeborg speaks with her eyes; therefore, I don’t doubt her when she says she can still hear screams long after they’ve stopped. “Long after the sun has set,” she says. There is silence, and Ingeborg begins to ...

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