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

Posted in Fantasy on Jun 11, 2021

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“Grandmother” by Izabella Barrera

Submitted to Contest #30

 I awake into a normal boring day, alarm going off and my grandmother yelling at me too get up. As I walk into the shower I see something written on the mirror. It says "kill her it will finally end", confused I call my grandmother but once I come back its not their. My grandmother calls me an idiot and says stop bothering me. I go too the shower and proceed too lather myself with soap but when I went too rinse off I see blood all over me, in shock I scream so loud my dog yells along with me. But just in case I looked again and the bloo...

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“Love at First Sight” by Laurel Bishow

Submitted to Contest #30

Once upon a time there was a beautiful Princess. Now mind you, she wasn’t a real princess, but from the day she was born that was her nickname and she wore it well. Thirty years later, however, despite her beauty and charming ways, she still had not fulfilled her dream of finding a loving and gallant prince.Over the years, Princess had many a man fall in love with her. Unfortunately, none of them sparked the flames of desire in her. There was that weird kid in grade school that ate a live spider at recess. Then in mi...

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“No Dreams” by Lacey Stroud

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Lauren “Good Morning, Miss Mediana, where would you like to start today?”              “By leaving this place and never returning.” I answer, the shrinks never like it when I answer this way, especially at first. She’s new, new to me, and new to this facility, unlike me. This trip is the seventh stay since I was six, tomorrow I turn sixteen, and only two more years before my parents no longer have a say in my care, as long as this one doesn’t go along with their most rec...

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“Surveillance” by Brandi Smith

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Amelia was alone in the house for the first time in years. Marriage and children can do that to a person. She could count on one hand the amount of times she did not have at least one of her three kids with her in the 8 years since she brought her oldest home after birth. There was not a night that one of her lovely littles did not climb in bed between her and her husband, Brad.When WAS the last time she had been alone? The last time that came to mind was one time Amelia used the toilet and no one interrupted. No whiny voice on the other sid...

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“The Censored Memory” by Eric Olsen

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                   The Censored MemoryIn 1956 I won a prize, a flip in a DH 89 biplane, a real event, the first time I'd left the ground, in this lifetime.    In 1966, age twenty-three, I left my employer to travel. That company was De Havilland when I started there.    I spent the summer of sixty-six in Spanish sunshine. Ronda disturbed me in a way I could not define. I moved on and soon forgot, but I still have ...

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“The Curious Transformation of Orry Hunt” by Mario Carini

Submitted to Contest #30

From morning until evening Orry Hunt felt a tightness in his chest. It wasn't, he determined, a heart attack. This feeling was something different. It was a tightness that gnawed inside his gut and threatened to erupt, like a stream of bile, through his throat cavity and out his mouth. But the feeling was only temporary. It lasted a moment. Still, he knew something was wrong. He felt so foreign in his dingy two-room apartment as if he didn't belong here. Unfathomable dreams haunted him until he awoke, trying to recall what they meant. Afte...

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“The Dermatologist” by Myriam Bastian

Submitted to Contest #30

"But you are not yet 50 years old," the receptionist stressed once again with pursed lips. "We have our policies."I kept smiling. "How would you call this colour, please?" I lowered my head so she could see the parting of my hair."Silver, I call it silver." She wouldn't answer, so I had to do it. I lifted a strand for her. "Your ballet class is called "Silver Swans". I would like to join. I think I do qualify." I waved a 200 EUR note."Let me call Madame." Now the receptionist stretched her lips into something like a smile and tossed her pen ...

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“Lucky Stars” by Fallon Law

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Charlotte soared through the air, looking down on the city of Little-ton. The wind flew by around her, giving her an exhilarating shiver through her body. It was only right that she be called 'Dove of the Sky' within her small measly town. She saved the people of Little-ton almost everyday! It was like, like... A soft and peaceful buzz sounded beside Charlotte's face. She sleepily opened her eyes and saw her phone vibrating. Her phone had a pale pink case with large white clouds. She pulled her hand out from under the sheets and slid her fin...

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“Novel Transit” by Meryl Sigaton

Submitted to Contest #30

Synchronized whirring and creaking of the metal and the gears in the shafts and motor down below, steam slowly fading past my window. The train was at constant speed blazing through the plush countryside, just a little past the city. “Ah, seconds and seconds more… the closer I am to my dear Rosalie. And yet time is merely a concept of the mind”, I muttered as I looked out the glass. “Why not some crisp morning air…” I said to myself, enticed by the tall green grass and fresh cerulean skies. A cool gentle breeze calms my senses and I catch a ...

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“New Memories of Old Things” by Alyse Morrell

Submitted to Contest #30

 I woke from a bad dream and felt my mother there to comfort me on the edge of my Jurassic Park themed bed. I tell her what happened in my nightmare, even though the memory is starting to become hazy at that point, but then she takes me into the kitchen. I sit down at the table, where my legs dangle above the floor, and I see through the slim doorframe that she is ruffling through the food cupboard. The lighting is still low in the room, with the only light coming from the hallway, so she must be having a hard time finding what she want...

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“The Space Between Us” by Jemima Forrester

Submitted to Contest #30

I could feel the windowsill beneath my hands, the cool wood pressing into my palms. Grand mountains stretched outside the window, snow-capped under a bright blue sky. My short, bobbed hair brushed against my neck, and then my chin as it swung forwards. A long highway stretched out alongside the mountains, curling away from them in the distance. I squinted, the arch of my eyebrows narrowing as I tried to focus on the point at which it disappeared. I looked down. The wood that I had gripped so securely was morphing beneath my fingers, broadeni...

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“narcoleptic bitchy black swan” by Hakin Ed

Submitted to Contest #30

i have narcolepsy, which means that many times, i will hallucinate while transitioning between awake and asleep.it's really shitty sleeping at random moments, but kinda funny. there was this time when i fucked my sister's husband and she found us on her bed. started screaming, acting all crazy and i remember looking at him and seeing him horrified! he contracted his lips, his eyes wide opened and his dick filled with blood! that was sooo awesome!!i kinda feel bad, because they married 12 years ago or so. i am 12 years younger than she is and...

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“Insanely Sane” by Sally Mitchell

Submitted to Contest #30

Liza’s lips are warm on mine and her russet hair is tickling my cheeks, portions of it glued to my forehead with sweat. Her hips rock gently and she’s biting her lip, which means she’s close. She feels so good. Always has and always will. She is perfection! I try to keep my face neutral, scared that even after 10 years together, she’ll realise how much better she could do than me, Jonny Howson, a redundant brick-layer, with an acne-scarred face and wonky nose. She’s clever, teaches at disabled school, kind, funny and gorgeous. I don’t know h...

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“Reflections on Vision Avenue” by Kristina Lozanova

Submitted to Contest #30

I was amused the first time I saw her desperately trying to stay awake and conscious while her body slept. Not many humans have the desire to achieve such an exploit, let alone possess the courage to temporarily let go of their physical form. Or a quiescent enough mind to enter another realm. I thought it was just a mistake, that she would quickly go back to her human whereabouts and forget all about her sudden breach. I was wrong. She would often arrive at the same astral passage - the one between my domain and Boethiel’s - a passage t...

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“Deossification” by Lo Harmsway

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Chamomile, charcoal, and candles, half-eaten by their own wicks, is the only way I know to put me back to sleep after a nightmare. In this one I was skimming through a forest of hollowed-out logs, draped with moss and moth-eaten pelt-cloth. I was very drunk, or very tired, or both: my head lolled onto my chest and my vision departed when my head wasn’t tilted up.I sigh, the air rattling the steam of my tea. It is not easy for me to leave my nightmares. It is like trying to take off a dress that zips down the spine all by yourself.In my lap i...

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