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Write about a child witnessing a major historical event.

Posted in Dramatic on Jun 11, 2021

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“Burning” by Harper Harris

Submitted to Contest #80

Morning. The sun peeks its head over the horizon. I tiptoe out of bed, not wanting to wake Mama, and enter the kitchen to pour myself a bowl of Cheerios. Dry, of course. I hate milk.  The beads of cereal ping against the bowl as I tilt the box forward, forward, and—oops. Too far. The bowl fills up too fast, Cheerios skittering across the counter. And it’s at that moment that Lua decides to hop up onto the counter, tail waving straight in the air.  “No, Lua!” I whisper. She ignores me, of course, sniffing the bowl and then stuff...

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“Home for Breakfast” by Howard Halsall

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Seven months ago, I’d rushed back from school to watch the Mars Explorer rocket on its launch pad. The giant steel gantry supporting my father’s star ship was shrouded in steam and illuminated by dazzling arc lights. It was a perfect evening for his mission; the air was still and no adverse weather expected. My mother joined me on the swing chair in the garden to witness the countdown. She hauled a duvet around the both of us and offered popcorn from a large mixing bowl.  “If we’re going to be out here,” she smiled, “we might as well be...

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“Kodak 35” by Nina Chyll

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Somebody yells quick, snap the bloody picture already, but she can’t understand anything apart from the word Foto, a word which scares her. She’s brave, she keeps still, her lips pursed, huddled together, her eyes staring into the black abyss of the lens. That’s how her mother told her to be — a statue. She’s only four. Her father’s night-time stories have grown darker lately, he’s been saying the camera steals a chunk of a person’s soul every time the shutter clicks, and she shudders, expecting to hear it any moment now. The man who holds h...

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“Princess Elvis” by John K Adams

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Let me tell you how my nickname came about. My sister gave it to me. It doesn’t make any sense, as you’ll see. But it stuck. I was only a girl. So, forgive my not having all the times and dates. You can look it up. You may dispute some details but I’ll never forget that day. I was there. Daddy brought us, Mama, me and my sister, Charlotte, to the city to see the Reverend, Dr. King. It was a big deal. You’d have thought the circus came to town for all the people. It took forever to find parking. Daddy kept mumbling under his breath and sayin...

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“When History Won't Be Forgotten” by 💖♎ℂℍℝ𝕀𝕊𝕋𝕐 ℍ𝕆𝔽𝔽𝕄𝔸ℕℕ♎💖

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1986, big hair, crazy outfits, Debbie Gibson was one of the biggest pop stars as well as Tiffany. No one really had any worries in the world. It was great. Back to the Future was still a hit and Saturday morning cartoons were still sought after. Nothing was better than waking up and seeing Mr. Whipple on the tv im the morning on his commercials. "Time to make the donuts." He would say. The 1980s was one of the best decades in history. We had Guess Jeans, Keds shoes, Nike, and The Brass Buckle, known just as The Buckle now. The eigh...

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“The Crossing” by Praise Abraham

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*14th Nisan, about 1450BC**Goshen, Ancient Egypt*Young Eleazar sat huddled beside his mother, Elisheba, on the passover table.He could feel a certain terror lurking, hovering beyond the borders of their bloodied door, ever ready to pounce upon its unsuspecting victim.His mind could not fully fathom why they were up at night, fully clothed and eating this queer meal.His heart had been shattered when they had slain his best lamb, Korban, that evening.As they splattered the blood of the innocent creature over the lintel and doorpost of their li...

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“War Drawings” by Phoebe DeNeve

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I still remember the first gun shot, the first war report, and the first explosion. My town was a major city during this time, where the men of America were fighting for independence against the British. I would try to sleep at night, but was unable to due to thoughts of my brothers and father in the army, and my Mom and I, Cecil, were left to take care of the house. The day I remember the most was when the war came to my home city, Boston. I was 10 years old, but I was extremely obedient; I was walking home from gathering a few groceries,...

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“The Parade (Highmast Series)” by Lizzy Duffield-Fuller

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The harbour-city streets were bustling today. The hawkers squawked out their wares discordantly, battling to raise their voices over one another, as the noise swelled like lapping waves through the city. The crowds gleamed and shone, polished buttons and boots, as they elbowed each other for a good spot along the parade path far below her. Maggi sat swinging her legs on the rooftop of the Hollow Reed Ale-House, watching them swarm. The sunshine beat down on her brightly, and she swung her legs idly against the wood and wattle walls, bathing ...

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“The Real Stories” by Claire Lindsey

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Mama says that everything will be okay.She is warm and her arms are soft and even though I am frightened, I believe her. Mama never lies.I like to say that I am big, because I am 9 years old and older than most of the other kids I’ve met on the journey. But today it feels nice to be little. Little and safe.I curl up tighter in Mama’s arms and close my eyes to pretend. We are river otters, like the ones I saw in a book once. We float in the current, and I sit perched on her belly above the rushing water. The sky is brilliant blue and my ...

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“Falling Wave ” by Kay (:

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The salty air in my face. The smell of fresh sea air in my lungs. But the feeling of wondrous freedom was short lived as I had to duck down into a box full of apples. I pulled my knees up to my chin, praying no one would find me. If I was caught it would ruin the whole reason why I disguised myself as a boy and came to the dock to get on the Mayflower and set out to the New World.  I first heard about this expedition when my father came home. I’d always wanted to see what was beyond England. I would always listen to the tales my brothe...

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“That day” by Blane Britt

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My father always bragged about how he and my grandfather marched on Washington for Jobs and Freedom, also known as the March on Washington or The Great March on Washington, that was held in Washington, D.C. on a Wednesday on August 28, 1963. My dad vehemently stated the purpose of the march, boy! Was to advocate for the civil and economic rights of black Americans.  It’s 2020 daddy! My boy says who really cares. He vehemently stated dad, we all know black lives really don’t matter just because that dude an known plagiarizer spea...

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“Why Can't Women? ” by Angelina Jeong

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Anna watched as her mother put a long banner looking like a tie. It went around her shoulder diagonally that said, "Women's Rights ". Anna, age 10, wanted to ask her mother what that meant but before she could ask, her mother gave her a kiss and ran out the door. "Father, where did mother go? Why is she in such a rush?" Anna asked her dad. "She went to a meeting to discuss women's rights with people who have the same thoughts as her. I would've gone if I could but I will be staying home with you today," her father answered. "W...

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“A Better View” by Jen Thompson

Submitted to Contest #80

Kayla Fraley pulled the blankets over her head to keep the light out of her eyes. It was a trick she tried daily but she rarely succeeded at achieving it. Her mom walked into her bedroom for the second time. She yanked the blankets off of Kayla’s small nine year old body.  “It’s past time to get up and get ready for school.” Linda Fraley told her only child. Despite Kayla’s young age, she could hold her own against her mom, except when it came to going to school. Linda always won despite Kayla’s protes...

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“Live In the Moment” by Valerie June

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Note: their is a glossary at the end that contains the translation of the words with a (*). Those words were originally used by the Cherokee tribe.*Sidanelv Day,I’ve finally convinced myself to write down my thoughts on paper, so here I am. I’ve also made a friend, but I'll talk about him later. First things first, I’ll begin with a solid introduction of my sidanelv.I have one witty brother, a loving mother, and a fearless father. The four of us are part of the Shoshone tribe; there is plenty of food to go around and the weather is good. Eac...

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“It Only Happens in Comics” by 𝔞𝔰𝔥🤍 𝖔.

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 Today, I was meant to go out to the local pond and fish with Brother Zeke. I had begged mum and pulled at her blue, floral bloomers just to ensure that my plans were secure.  I had sat on the edge of the pond, rubbing my stubby fingers through the algae, Mama told me it was magic leaves who'd argued and got stuck together. I had always believed in that story, I believed in so many things. Then came the day I found out that the magic leaves were just fungi, that the pond was just a polluted cesspool. I grew up that day becaus...

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