Write a story in which the lines between awake and dreaming are blurred.

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“Being Feline ” by Juliet Wilson

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“wow. WOW. WOW.”The crescendo woke me. I looked at the clock. 3am. Just as it had been yesterday and every day since Malkovich had come to live with us. “WOW. WOW. WOW.”Malkovich was running circles round the bedroom, crying loudly as he went. How unfair it was that our cat made so much noise when every other cat I had ever met said a quiet, polite “Meow”.Malkovich leapt from the bed to the window-ledge then onto the Ottoman, the chest of drawers and back on to the bed then repeated the whole circuit again and again. In different circumstanc...

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“You know that never happened, right?” by Gail Bird

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‘You know that never happened, right?’Paul is always like this, whenever we get together. It irks me every time.His job brings him back to town, every three months or so, give or take. Over dinner and some beers, we fill each other in on what we’ve been doing since the last time we met up. One thing that never changed is that he never believes anything I tell him.In his mind, this town is just a pimple on the backside of this country and he can never wait to get out again. In his opinion, nothing interesting will ever or can ever happen here...

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“Lucid” by Agathe Burrier

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I’ve been lucid dreaming lately. It’s a strange experience. You’re going about your business as usual, driving your daughter to school, buying a new wall clock at Target, throwing all of your pens outside a window. And then suddenly, you get the feeling.How can I explain the feeling? I can describe it, of course, but I’m not sure I can truly make you understand. It’s… it’s doubt. Sudden doubt, coming out of nowhere. Like a flash in your mind, like lightning, if that makes sense. Have you ever been struck by lightning?I have. I remember the w...

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“Spitfire” by Andrew Marble

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The pure serenity of the surrounding pine forests atop the towering, snow-capped mountains served as the perfect backdrop for such an occasion. A mild air and gentle breeze escorted the smell of crisp apples and pears among the patrons, now sitting in the neat rows of white plastic lawn chairs. It was autumn in Wenatchee at the time, and as the sun nestled behind the crest of the Cascades, the fiery hues of amber and orange illuminated the bride and groom as they exc...

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“Destination Inspiration ” by Tiffany D

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Each stone burnt as I stepped. In the summer, all the stones here got unbearably hot. Wearing shoes would’ve helped if my sneakers had more traction. Covered by salty ocean water at night and uncovered to bask in the sun in the morning, they were too slick. Most people avoided the side of the beach beyond these stones in fear of, falling, burning their feet, or being stuck on the other side after high tide. But I’m not most people. Family and friends called me ‘Stella’ even though my real name is ‘Estelle’. Ever since I was little, I’ve been...

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“When The Night Fades ” by Hunter Jade East

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As I lie in my bed on that cold November morning, I couldn't help but have feeling of ambiguity towards the day that awaited. I felt as if I were no more then a mire visitor inside the vaguency of which was my mind. As if it were no longer me who was in control of my every motivation, every breath. Every word. At least I can still think. But how long until my thoughts are no longer mine? Or were they ever really? "Good morning Barbara." I said before I had even realized I was no longer in my bed. Think Charles. Think. What exactly ...

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“Asylum of Dreams” by Elsie Gendron

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Every night we dream. Every day we dream. We are always dreaming. Anytime I see an animal in the forest I wonder if it's real, I wonder if me going to sleep is really me waking up. If reality really is how we think then I don't want to live it anymore. I don't want to believe that this cruel world is real, that it really is just everyday, that every human is a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. This morning I woke up and everything seemed more different. Not much different, just brighter. There were no birds flying around my room. I didn'...

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“Cat Calling” by Roy Hayward

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I opened the door and found that I had entered my bedroom again. Clothes were spilling out of my half-closed dresser drawers. A boot was holding the closet door open. A precarious stack of books next to my bed supported a half-eaten peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Grape this time.In truth, it looked like someone had ransacked the place looking for drugs or money. It was my room, so I knew there were no drugs. All of my money had gone into my collection of computer gaming equipment.The desk was the only part of the room that looked in order...

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“The Girl Who Pulled A Forest Out Of Her Ear” by Amy Spaughton

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Barely awake, she bored into her sleepy eyes in the mirror, pulling parts of her face to catch the morning light in differing ways. She sighed, discontented. “She was going to be late.” she thought. She wasn't. She never was. She was always annoyingly early. Turning her face to better display the side she had decided was her best this morning, she frowned at her ear. A small white bud protruded from it, no bigger than a sunflower seed. Or was it a mushroom? Or some sort of horrible fungus of the eardrum? Or perhaps earwax? Craning...

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“The Dance” by Mary Wood

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Looking through the window from the outside, I could see three young men, one setting across the room in a chair facing forward at a 45* angle towards me, as he was watching intently, his brows scowling with a somber look on his face, concentrating, perplexed as he took in the sight before him. His eyes were piercing through the young men whom were on the other side of the room. They were engaged in a show of sorts, no shirts on, wearing only boxers these two were silently displaying a show of physical feat, arguing with their bod...

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“A Mystical Moonlight” by Brianna Mayy

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There's a secure location on Earth where no one in the world is human. They are Halloween figures such as the ogres, goblins, lizards, etc. Pixies, and other mystical creatures reside in Pumpkinville. Other mystical creatures that like you perform dark magic such as the witches, warlocks, and underworld rulers reside in Witchcraft City. Colora is half which and half fairy. Her parents were killed immediately after her birth as punishment of the sins her parents committed for being with each other. With her mother a fairy and her f...

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“Despair to Light” by Kk Nelson

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After a long day at court, I crawled into bed, hoping to rid my mind of his terrible face. He just sat there, staring. He didn't show any emotion. His face was terrible, apathetic. I shivered. How could he? As I lay in the dark, my mind swirled with mixed emotions of fear, anger, and hatred. He killed my sisters, and he didn't even care. Not happy, not sad, he was just... there. As my eyelids grew heavy and my body relaxed, I heard a whisper. "I'm coming for you."I shot up again, looking around my room. No one was there, but I heard it. I pr...

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“I, In Memoriam” by Westley Vaillancourt

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I have been bored for an eternity. The years have blended together so that I can barely remember how long it has been, or even how I died. I was young; I know that much, somewhere in the overlap between child and adulthood. My recollection of my death changes day by day. One day I see my ribs crushed beneath a cherry-red sports car; the next hear the maddening beep of monitors, the next feel cold steel jammed under my chin. I do not even remember if I was a boy, or a girl, or neither. I think I had short hair, and I have a hazy recolle...

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“The Gray and Me” by Kelsey Garcia

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The ominous, gray clouds roll over me as I lie upon the cold pavement of the hotel parking lot with a hand-rolled cigarette resting between my lips. As I exhaled smoke, I heard faint voices coming from the far end of the parking lot opposite of me; I could not see past the red Chevy that sat in the parking space next to the empty one I was lying in. Three people soon came into view; one female and the other two were male. She wore the traditional, white Doctor’s coat with a pink shirt underneath and black scrub pants. She had curly, red hair...

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“Beware the Fae in the Forest” by Sharon Dunbar

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Deacon followed a few paces behind Jackson as he picked his way through the trees with only the flashlight setting on his cellphone to light their way, though it did little good. He couldn’t see anything through the ever-present mist, but he trusted the sure steps of his friend to keep him safe along the trail. Although he had no idea what Jackson was looking for, he could feel the almost animalistic need to follow him. It was like something built into his basic makeup, weaved into the marrow of his bones; the instinct to keep Jackson near a...

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Write a story in which the lines between awake and dreaming are blurred.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 125 stories

“Being Feline ” by Juliet Wilson

“You know that never happened, right?” by Gail Bird

“Lucid” by Agathe Burrier

“Spitfire” by Andrew Marble

“Destination Inspiration ” by Tiffany D

“When The Night Fades ” by Hunter Jade East

“Asylum of Dreams” by Elsie Gendron

“Cat Calling” by Roy Hayward

“The Girl Who Pulled A Forest Out Of Her Ear” by Amy Spaughton

“The Dance” by Mary Wood

“A Mystical Moonlight” by Brianna Mayy

“Despair to Light” by Kk Nelson

“I, In Memoriam” by Westley Vaillancourt

“The Gray and Me” by Kelsey Garcia

“Beware the Fae in the Forest” by Sharon Dunbar

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Write a story in which someone finds a secret passageway.

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