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Write about two characters going apple picking.

Posted in Fall on Oct 26, 2022

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The Apple Orchard

Submitted to Contest #63

Fruit picking. One of my favorite things to do. Picking blueberries, raspberries, strawberries, anything. I don’t know why I like it so much, it’s just interesting.~~~~~~~~~~“So are you coming or not?” Michael asked me.“I already said no. There’s no way my mom will let me go with you. She’ll think we’re dating or something,” I said.“There has to be some way I can change your mind.”“There is none. I can’t come. Go invite someone else.”He sighed.“Fine Sara. Your mom always has to be such a party pooper,” he mumbled.At that moment the bell rang...

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Why did you eat that apple?

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Author's Note: Hello Everybody!! So, this story is written in collaboration with my friend, Keerththan!! His works are really nice, you should surely check them out!!“It has come!” said Uriah, jumping excitedly, “Fall. The Fall.”“Yeah, we will go for apple picking now!” said Yue.“Yay, woo-hoo!”Uriah was a young boy with short black hair and black eyes. Yue, just like him, had black hair and eyes. “Take the baskets and we are going!” Yue exclaimed. They lived in a tribe in the middle of a forest. There weren’t many children of their...

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The Apple Of My Compound Eye

Submitted to Contest #63

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful butterfly. She flapped her sapphire wings under a cloudy sky, hoping to find someplace to lay her eggs.She flew near and far, high and low, but she couldn’t find what she was looking for. She was about to give up when a patch of green appeared amongst the endless grey buildings.“I reckon that’s the perfect spot,” she decided.She fluttered down and was delighted to find a garden. An apple tree brimming with juicy leaves stood in the middle, and she was drawn to it like one of her distant relatives to a ...

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Honest

Submitted to Contest #63

Author’s note: This is a follow up to my short story At Home, submitted in December 2019. On Saturday morning, Haley took extra time in the shower. She shaved her legs and underarms, she used the vanilla scented soap that she knew Ben liked, she conditioned her hair. It had been months since she’d taken more than a quick five minute shower before getting back to Ava, their two-year-old daughter, but today was special. Today the three of them were going apple picking, and Haley had been looking forward to it all week. Being outside, with Be...

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Bonded over Apples

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Bonded over Apples  By: Haripriya  “What do you want to do?” asked Alley, looking down at her sister, Callie.   “I don’t know Alley. What do people... sisters do together in fall? Any activities popping in your mind?” Callie questioned Alley.  “That’s what I said! I don’t know!” Alley replied, looking frustrated.  “Fine, well... I’ll give you some time alone to think. Just don’t get mad.” Callie advised Alley.   Alley looked at her sister, sympathetically and nodded her head. She pushed ...

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Cherry Lip Gloss and Apple Juice

Submitted to Contest #63

It is a lovely autumn afternoon. The leaves have all turned into their various shades of red, orange and yellow. The sky is cloudless, the sun shining ever so bright. Warm enough to rid us of our jackets, but not hot enough to burn us.I had an absolutely amazing grilled cheese sandwich, and then Monty suggested that we should go apple picking. It is our tradition. Plus, apples are my favourite fruit, so how can I refuse? I will tell you what would have made me refuse. I mean it – pass up our yearly tradition and walk right out of that apple ...

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Core

Submitted to Contest #63

The old woman wanders slowly through the orchard, pulling her shawl tightly across her shoulders. The sound of crunching fills the air as she steps through the freshly fallen leaves of various colors––yellows and oranges and reds. The sun is warm on her back, to which she gives a perplexing smile––because the air is rather icy. Freezing, actually. She watches as her exhaling breaths form small puffs of condensation.She sighs in content. A perfect day.“It’s cold.”The voice flutters across the trees from her left. She turns to the voice, and b...

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The Fall List

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As I walked out into the beautiful autumn weather, I wondered what I was going to celebrate the coming of Fall this year. Every year, from the first day of autumn to the first day of winter, I always complete a list, adding something new every year. The things I do vary. Like last year, I made pumpkin chocolate chip cookies (which are delicious, BTW). The year before, I attended Maple Township’s first annual Fall Festival. This is my seventh year working on my list. I wondered what new activity would happen this year as I reviewed my list me...

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Apple Cinnamon Pie

Submitted to Contest #63

“Anna, how does this one look?” Minerva said as she thrust her hands in my direction trying to show me what she was holding. “It looks amazing, all juicy and ripe,” I replied. “You should try making an Apple Cinnamon Pie. My kids love it. I add just a little bit of peanut butter to give it that creaminess. Oh wait, Craig's allergic to peanuts, right? Damn! Well anyway, Craig will still love whatever you’re going to do with it.” She didn’t answer, just shrugged and looked down at her feet, refusing to make eye contact with me. She knew that I...

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Upside-Down

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Two people sat at a bar table in an old barn that was nicely transformed into a restaurant. Their feet were perched lazily on the two empty seats next to them and they were debating the menu. This was a challenge because they were at the Jones Apple Farm, where the orchards were arranged with diagonal lines that lead to the horizon in a way that made them dizzy. Therefore, everything on the menu was apple-themed and neither of them felt like devouring four to five apple cinnamon buns. “I know it sounds crazy,” Oscar said, gesturing with...

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The Enchanter's Orchard

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Ryder pulled his cloak tighter over his shoulders. He crunched through the frosted grass and stared straight ahead, avoiding the dark forest around him.“Are we there yet?” his sister whispered, hurrying along beside him.“Hush, Skye. Not yet.”Their breath came out in small white puffs in the chilly night. A biting wind whistled through the trees, and Ryder listened to Skye’s teeth chatter.After another ten minutes of walking, they came upon a small sign sticking out of the ground, in front of a particularly thick patch of trees. “The Enc...

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Applesauce

A J

Submitted to Contest #63

The autumn had dressed for the coming season, donning her most vibrant hues. She had swept into our streets and woodlands with a humble boldness that invited the eye to see more than they otherwise might. The autumn took her pirouette, her sweet turn on the stage all around, and we were are all so blessed to be given such beauty. There were the browns that come as a comforting quilt to the earth, yet the rest are the hues of volcanoes, of firework sparks and festival hoopla. It was as if nature is calling out to the spring and the trees coul...

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Okay 🍎

Submitted to Contest #63

There are characters from my story, "You've got the wrong girl" in this one. You might want to read that first. If you don't care, keep reading.MAX'S POV:“Max?” Lola says to me, poking my shoulder. I look up. “Yeah?”   Lola is my best friend. We’re at her house, and I just told her I have to go.   “Do you have a date?” She asks, trying not to smile. I blush, and she laughs. I do have a date. Finally. “It’s with my cousin's boyfriend's best friend.” “What?” She says, wrinkling her nose in confusion...

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A Golden Apple

Submitted to Contest #63

RING RING. My phone buzzed, vibrating urgently in my coat pocket. “I'm sorry.” I mumbled looking at the man next to me, but if he seemed at all annoyed he didn't show it. The cab driver definitely looked annoyed though, there was a scowl set on his thin lips and his eyes narrowed, but I ignored him. It's not like there was a rule about calling etiquette when you're in a cab, he just had to suck it up. I fished the phone from my pocket and picked up. “Hello?” I asked. “Olivia!” A man exclaimed from the other line and I tried my best not to h...

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The Cloud Factory

Submitted to Contest #63

Joe and Bobby have survived ten apocalypses, four armageddons and global decimation before coming unstuck.    “All right, that’s enough of your nonsense...”   “Mam!”   “Enough!” She says, yanking out the power cable. “You can both go outside into the real world and get some fresh air.”   “What the…!”   “That’s so unfair!”   “You’ve spent the entire half-term holiday killing zombies.”   “But, Mam, it’s all cold and foggy out there.”Jo...

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