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Write about two characters going apple picking.

Posted in Fall on Oct 26, 2022

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Even the prettiest things rot

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Devil red, crisp and sweet. Apples were sinful fruits. Adam and Eve consumed them when defying god. However, the apple trees were so lovely. They were the prettiest things when you laid below them, Jack. I sat just above you, reading. How did we get here? It's my favourite story.  (FLASHBACK) "Neha, are you ready?" Glancing at my reflection in the mirror, I had several more spots to cover. My foundation was nearly all gone! I slid on my white, lace gloves.  "Jack, aren't they adorable?" Jack approved.  "They're great," He ha...

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Welcome Home

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We always pick the green apples first. We go out of the cottage together with our rough straw woven baskets. Most of the straw has already loosened and is falling off, and the handle has already thinned so much that it rubs lines in my hand whenever I carry it.All of the straw has changed colour, from light gold to caramel brown, and at the edges of the basket, the edges that have been bumped and hit against stones and tree bark for as long as I can remember, dark brown spots have appeared.We walk and into our garden. The green apples a...

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Our Apple Tree

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A small girl clings to a wall at her elementary school, a couple of her fingers play with a hole in her sweater. She watches a group of boys run by, her leg twitches as if it had a mind of its own. Her eyes jump up and down with the girls playing hopscotch. Thick red and yellow leaves camouflaged the playground. The boys use them as masks, and planes. Meanwhile, the girls cover them with piles of woodchips, serving them as pancakes or a chocolate cake. The little girl felt a plate of warm scrambled eggs in front her face . Boys and girls swi...

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Hallucinations

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Apparently, Michael was seeing things.  At least, that was one of the many rumours about him going around Cloverlawn Collegiate. One student’s mother, who had a psychology degree, informed him that Michael had taken so much LSD, he suffered a mental lapse and had experienced hallucinations and severe delusions ever since. Another person heard that Michael had attempted suicide, and then prescribed mood stabilizers so heavy that he had lost grips with reality.  Some blamed his parents who were both big city lawyers and p...

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Apple Bee

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“I was mad to agree to this, Maddy,” said Aldrin. “Apple picking. Christ, if you want apples, I can get them from a roadside stand, and we can go to a club.” He drove their BMW i8 up the farm path towards the orchard. He slammed his hand on the steering wheel. “Look at this dust. The car’s filthy.” Maddy glanced at Aldrin. She ran her fingers along his bottle, tanned arm. “I thought we could spend some quality time together, you and me, out in the sunshine.” She brushed his sable brown hair from his forehead. “I miss you.” He pulled he...

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Gravity and Apples

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What happens if the earth has no gravity at all? Are we going to float and do our activity in the sky? It gonna be fun. Violet is in her class today, a physics class with a teacher who is explaining the force of gravity according to Newton's laws. She is trying to stay awake after a night of finishing her work. Violet made extra money by selling her writing to the newspaper under the alias Purple Sky. Not much different from the meaning of her name."I assign you to study Newton's laws in groups of two. Do you want to be randomly divided...

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Apples to Apples

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Dana and Dale were good friends. They had to be, because they were going apple-picking in Maine. It’s not a good idea to pick apples if you’re not friends with the other person or they’re not family. Don’t ask why. This is experience talking.  Anyway, the two friends mentioned above are in the car, heading to one of the many orchards in the state, and they got to discussing all types of apples, in Maine. It would help readers to know a little about the size of the state, the Mainer mindset, and the condition of the roads, but that all...

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"Empire Apple"

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Nostalgia. Jumping on my trampoline in my backyard left me feeling nostalgic. I felt like a child again. No worries. Just jumping and laughing to myself. It sounds sad and even lonely but it really wasn't for the first time in a long time, I felt comfortable being by myself. Moving is a scary thing to do, especially when you have nobody to comfort you physically. Sure, I have my parents but that's it. My brothers are already gone and moved out. I don't have someone who will be there with me and who understands the pain of being the new kid....

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"A Day Like No Other." : A Greenbo Jenkins Esq Tale

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Her heartbeat went up a notch. She took her first tentative yet defiant steps. Together they marched across the perfect meadow, heading towards the fenced off orchard. The power of her excitement bowled over her trepidation and revived her undaunted spirit. Words started pouring out."So this fruit garden you're taking me to, why aren't we allowed to go there? Is it something we should be worried about? Your sure he won't mind? You know it's funny, but I feel fine about this, even though it isn't exactly permitted... Tell me again why we're d...

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Red, Yellow and Blue--Not a Fall Color

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We hurtled ourselves from the minivan to the groves of apples glistening in the bright sun. My younger sister, Rabbit, sprinted behind me as I beckoned her to hurry up. While she stopped just short of me, I saw a really juicy apple I thought would be great for the apple pie I was making tonight for one of our relative’s birthdays. I plucked it and held it down for Rabbit to examine. She looked at it and smiled up at me.                    &nbs...

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Bitter Suite

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A blue convertible cruises down the interstate. Beer cans tied to the bumper rattle wildly together in the wind. The “Just Married” bannister that had once been taped to the rear windshield was in a ditch somewhere between the car, and the fifty miles of road behind it. Inside the car the newly-weds, Ashlynn and Robert, sing along to the radio, still wearing their tuxedo and gown. “WHERE ARE WE GOING?!” Ashlynn demands. “I’m your WIFE now! You have to tell me EVERYTHING!” She insists playfully. Robert smiles and shakes his head, not taking h...

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Trees and their apples

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It was a crisp afternoon in September.  Gabriella was busy at work at her clinic, when all of a sudden a person walked in.  Normally, this wouldn’t surprise her.  Many people walk in all the time, but this person was different.  Their hazel eyes sparkled, looking directly at her.  Their black hair shone under the fluorescent lights.  She looked down shyly, trying to get back to work.  “Hey Gabriella” they said, pushing their hair back.  “H-hi..” she said, tucking her hair behind her ear, wondering how ...

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Mama

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    Jenny was just barely able to walk by the time we took her apple picking. She had, for the time being been able to muster up a few words here and there. ”ball” was her favourite. We threw a ball to our dog, Max in a field fraught with the corpses of once vibrant green leaves, now a crisp, dead brown. I sipped my coffee, not sure whether the warmth in my stomach was from the temperature of the drink, or the slight caffeine anxiety creeping up because I just couldn’t handle it like I used to. Bobby flashed me a smile as...

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Write about two characters going apple peaking....Honesty never goes unrewarded.

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In Sialkot, A father, Wisdom, was telling his children that honesty never goes unrewarded. His younger brother, Star, enters the home and tells his elder brother that a new disease has broken out in China and TV is spreading the news that it will spread in the whole world and people have to face many problems specially socially and economically. Star is illiterate and asks his brother Wisdom to collect some food and rupees so that it may be helpful in the coming days. But wisdom is hopeful and makes Star be cool and happy by saying that “thi...

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Infinite Orchard

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“I’ve never had an apple before.” She reached up with one pearly white hand and plucked a crimson orb from the tree. The shine on the skin glistened as she examined it. For as far as she would see there were lines of trees reaching into oblivion, each with gleaming apples hanging from their branches. High in the sky above them, a warm sun shined gently upon the leaves. She looked back at her father, Elijah Wilts, who was standing back under the shade of a nearby tree. He nodded, “Go on, Jamila, collect some.” Jamila hesitantly placed the ap...

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