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Write a story about someone turning to a friend in a time of need.

Posted in Fiction on Oct 26, 2022

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For Better or Worse

Submitted to Contest #40

Pressed against the passenger seat, I grappled with my safety belt, held hostage in a truck racing ninety miles an hour down the blackest road I’d ever seen. For two hours from Austin to Houston, a raging drunk screamed in my ear how this was all my fault. Wallace had obviously lied to me about not drinking earlier that night. We were only at the festival to catch a friend’s band, and planned to leave after saying hello. After I caught him with a beer, he insisted his 300-pound body would absorb it, if he waited an hour before driving. He ne...

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A good friend

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“This isn't stealing, it's borrowing and never giving back. No one will know and besides, I'm desperate.” I think inside my brain that navigates me back to the alley. The stars shine bright tonight; maybe tomorrow will be a better day. I slunk  under the moonless sky, thankful for the charcoal cloud that brought a more complete blackness. This was not a night to be seen, not at all. Along the road a lamppost flickered eerily on the pavement and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. It's orange glow only made it...

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Forest People

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Deep breath in, deep breath out, deep breath in, deep breath out. If I didn't make a sound it wouldn't move. I pulled the string back and let the arrow loose. In case more were going to come, I stood there for a moment. None came, so I went and got the deer I shot. A good hundred pounds of meat."What are you going to do with that?" I turned around to see Jackson, my best friend. His little brother, Caleb, was behind him, picking berries."Eat it, of course. What else? Hang it even though it's already dead? That's something you would do,"I sco...

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Come Quietly

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Do you need a friend?If you think you don't know me, you are wrong. I know you, at least. I know that your mother died when you were 3, I know that your father smokes, and I know what you do when you think nobody is looking. You are wrong. I am watching. Waiting. Come with me. I am lonely. Why should I? I am perfectly happy. I know you aren't. Your best friend got the guy. Your brother could care less about you. You need me. You need a friend. Please just come. It will make my job easier. I don't want to. Why not? I am your only true friend....

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Together We Go Far

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What is the meaning of the word friend? For years, I had wondered. For years, I will wonder. 4th grade me thought of it like a partnership for life or some person you found at school you deemed to be a "bestie" or "BFF". We would wear heart-shaped necklaces, and when you held them together, it would form a whole. Friendship, or at least I thought it was, was a thing that could also be non-existent. I called my books friends, computers, my favorite video game. But family couldn't be friends, I told mom one rainy afternoon. She responded with,...

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The real monster

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“It has big red claws, and a super scary face like this,” The boy contorted his face, stretching parts of his skin to form a hideous expression. After he spoke, the boys around him erupted in laughter, seeming to neglect the intended horror of the story. I sat on a rotting tree trunk a few feet away from a dim fire. Patches of moss and various fungi grew on the makeshift bench, and various insects found shelter inside. These elements left it nearly untouched by the others who preferred to lie on the ground. Next to me on the log sat a b...

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The Orbit

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Sugar watched the flowers die beside her in a vase. She hadn’t moved for two months, is why she could watch them do that. She sat on the corner of her smashy brown sofa and looked at the vase and looked at the flowers there and looked at nothing else. When her brother brought her food to eat three times a day, Sugar ate almost as though she was blindfolded. She couldn’t taste anything anyway, so why would it matter if she knew what she was eating? The flowers had been placed there at the beginning of the two months. At that time, they were p...

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Friend of Da-Vinci

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The Hanging Portraits in the Room were so magnificent, everywhere was quiet as though I was in a grave yard. I walked into the room hearing my footsteps, What could be happening, isn’t this the great Hall that had the “Mona Lisa”?. I saw a man moving from right to left of the room, He looked familiar, I had troubles locating parts of the building since it was my first in Louvre Museum. I called but I wasn’t answered, What’s really happening? He entered another hall and I dashed in with Him, looking at me, He stopped and chuckled. You mu...

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Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are!

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It was the day I needed Fern the most. I trusted Fern, because we had been friends since 5th grade. My sister was missing, and I knew it was my duty to find her. I woke up this morning, and got out of my pale blue bed. I stretched, but in truth I wasn’t sore. I brushed my hair, when it was already brushed. I ate even though I wasn’t hungry. Then I looked. I crept into my sisters’ room. The carpet softening my footsteps. “Olivia?” I called out softly. There was no reply. I snuck to the side of her princess bed, and WOOSH! Pulled the heav...

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Please don't say anything

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I threw an urgent glance at the wall clock above the wide chalkboard while jotting down the last few words on my answer sheet. Right on time I thought, both satisfied and exhausted as I finished the test and let the pen fall from my now aching right hand. I stretched my fingers out and slumped in my seat, scanning my work one last time before hopping off my chair, handing it in and exiting the classroom. As if on autopilot, my feet dragged me towards the back of the stony building and halted when my eyes beheld the view of the large grassy e...

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Best Friends Make the Best (Unofficial) Therapists

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3 a.m. was supposed to be the calmest time of the night. Everyone was asleep and just for a little while, the world felt calm. 3 a.m. was not supposed to bring about one of the most nerve-wracking moments of Zoey’s life.            In a dead silent house, the sound of her dog Bandit barking was more than enough to break her concentration on the book she was reading.            He never barks like this. Ugh, it’s probably just some po...

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A Friend in Need

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Any moment now she’s going to call my name.She’s going to call my name and everyone is going to swivel around in their seats, and look at me. Stare straight at me.They might have, only moments before, been scrolling through their mobiles trying to find the latest gossip or news, only glancing up every few minutes to show they were still present and paying attention, while trying to stifle a yawn.Or they could have been texting each other, making fun of the people presenting.A few of them probably are just staring out of the window, looking a...

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Is this for real?

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I stand in the lashing rain. It's almost a whipping sensation, that rain gives you. It's like stressed fingertips violently drumming on your head and shoulders. Or like a virus. Trickling in, somehow making it past your mum’s resolute Macintosh. Into your clothes, that after five minutes are exhaustingly drenched and clingy to your bare skin. The worst part is the coldness, but then there comes a time when you can't feel that anymore. You can't feel anything. I've reached that stage. I've gone past that stage. I'm numb. From my toenails up t...

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Stranger Friend

Submitted to Contest #40

This story is submitted at ReedsyStories.Submit your story now and try a chance to win 50$.Stranger FriendAudrey constantly gets bullied by her friends. Bethany was her all time enemy and a competitor in her studies as well. Audrey uses her high scores and scholarship to study in that highly reputed school. This is the final year of her school life, next year she needs to join a reputed college using her scholarship and for that she needs good score and should have good attendance records. For her there are two problems, one is her dad and s...

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A friend who made my life worthwhile

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“Hey, throw me the laptop cable from your bed. I’m sleepy, yet I will have to finish the assignment”, said Rehan.“Why are you bothered to finish it so sincerely. Do you want me to help you”? Yusuf winked.“As if you would, even if you could!” smirked Rehan.Rehan Shaikh is a chemical engineering student at IMS Engineering, Mumbai. He is a famous name, in the hostel, due to his wittiness and intelligence. Yusuf Ali is his hostel roommate. Hostel lives are promiscuous and unravel the worst even when you are the best.It was 12th July, 00:15 hours...

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