Write a story in which the same line recurs three times.

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“Milton Magee Needs A Plan ” by Andrea Magee

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On an ordinary day; on an ordinary street; in an ordinary state; was an ordinary town with nothing out of the ordinary going on in it.There lived an ordinary man named Milton Magee.Milton Magee had an average build with; an average weight and height. His features were non-descript. The clothing and shoes he wore were plain and non-trendy.He owned a used, plain, dull blue Toyota Sentry which he drove everyday to his simple job as a toll booth attendant on I-76 North.Milton Magee was an only child to parents that had him late in life and had p...

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“Deja Vu” by Aubrey Maria ✌

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“Do you ever get deja vu?” It was a simple question, but sometimes the most simple ones are the hardest to answer. Rita tensed her shoulders, “I don’t like talking about things that don’t make sense.” Luca, her little brother groaned, “Why do you always have to be so boring?” She laughed, “I’m definitely not boring,” while looking in her bedroom mirror correcting her eyeliner. “I’m the most authentic person you’ll find.” Luca turned to leave, “Whatever, Rita.” Luca was on a search. For only being eight, his mind was filled...

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“Blood on O'Connell Street” by Beth Mason

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There was blood on O’Connell Street; I saw it walking home. I didn’t notice it at first. You don’t notice these things all at once when you live in the city and you’re just focused on keeping your head down and not looking anyone in the eye. But all it took was looking up for just half a moment, and there it was. Even in the swarm of the early evening, when tourists nervously wander along in bunched-up groups of three or more and gaggles of college students gather in ragged crowds outside of nightclubs and local pubs, the trail stood out ...

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“The Train to Kachungjunga” by Leo Greer 🦅 🕶

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The train ran on shaky wooden tracks, marching across the snowy mountainside like a caterpillar. The black-iron locomotive led the way, its brass valves hissing steam, and a line of six painted wooden passenger cars trundling merrily behind it. Every car but the black-iron engine was painted like a gypsy caravan, festooned with muted blues and explosive reds, exuberant yellows and moody oranges. Above the train loomed Kachungjunga, the mountain of calm. Ironic name. Massive slabs of frosted ice clung to precarious ledges. Banks of snow loom...

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“Collateral Damage” by Karen Kinley

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“I can’t stay with you anymore.”The words stung Jeremy’s ears even though he’d heard them many times before. He quietly closed the door behind him and scooted across his bed, knocking a tattered stuffed animal to the floor in the process. He pulled his legs up to his chest, wrapped his arms around them, and ducked his head, a turtle retreating into his shell. “Who the hell is beggin’ you to stay?” The voice from the next room was gruff and slowed by bourbon. “There’s the goddamn door.”Jeremy heard his mother respond but couldn’t quite m...

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“Return to Me” by Ruth Smith

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She listened to the sound of the sea as it crashed into the shores of the sound. The tide level was high in the waterway and the winds were blowing strong. Kayla looked out, searching for his ship. There was nothing in sight except for storm clouds. “He better make it home safe,” she said to no one.Kayla turned from the shore and walked sadly inland. She hated this waiting. She blamed herself for this anguish. Kayla had known before she married him that James was a sailor. She knew the risks as well, having lost her father to the sea. Yet sh...

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“I Can't Keep Doing This” by Annalisa D.

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TW: suicide Music is all we really had in common, so creating a tribute song makes sense. Well, music, suicidal thinking, and trouble with women, if I’m being fully honest. A funeral isn’t the place for bitterness though. Now isn’t the time to dwell on all the unanswered questions. I’ll have the rest of my life to lose sleep ponder them. I hold my cigarette between my lips while my fingers strum the guitar. My foot taps in a steady rhythm like...

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“Singularities” by David Brown

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Ever since Karl Nygaard graduated from Aalborg University in Denmark at the age of eighteen with doctorates in Astrophysics and Quantum Mechanics, he was known as an extraordinary man. When he moved to Cambridge to attend MIT and complete three more PhDs in Mechanical Engineering, Electrical Engineering, and Artificial Intelligence (AI), it became clear he was a genius among geniuses. However, it was when, at the young age of twenty-two, he financed, designed, and built his one-man interstellar research rocket, that he became known as “the” ...

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“They're just Fireworks-Just Fireworks” by Cassandra Levone

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He was just a ten-year-old, fighting for what he believed in. Even if his causes left him facedown in a ditch. He peeled himself off the ground and staggered back home like a drunk man.He collapsed on the bare wooden floor of the poor apartment they lived in, and hazily noticed that he was getting blood on the floor that she had just swept the day before. He wondered whether his ma would be mad at him- She wouldn’t, right? ---His ma came back home from the hospital around 6 o'clock. He doesn’t remember how long he was lying on the ...

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“Lavender” by Verity Gowans

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The sweet smell of lavender. I’ve smelt it hundreds of times. Jaynie always wears lavender. At first it was overpowering, but over time, it became a comfort. A comfort to know she was close. I was never alone when Jaynie was around. There was something about her intoxicating scent that I couldn’t get enough of. Every night when I smoothed the hairbrush through her dark tresses, that same lavender would burst into the air, filling my every breath. My lungs filled with her aroma, and I can see her watching me intently as I move top to bottom, ...

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“Three times three” by Sandra Claros

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The only thing I remembered the moment I opened my eyes, is that all the light flashes and dot covering my eyes, and a clear conclusion hitting my head: - I am in heaven. I died – while listening to angelic voices originated in my dreams and rebounding in my confusing ears. In the middle of the dots, think I saw somebody opening an unexpected door , slowly opening and fastly closing. An unrecogni...

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“Amaya's Armour” by Graham Kinross

Submitted to Contest #101

He will be the first born during the eclipse on the thousandth anniversary of the Last Battle with Fire and Light. He will breathe in Water. He will bring back the rainclouds and the night. He will defeat the Lord of Fire and Light or doom the world to never sleep again. Based on that prophecy Tomesha Phaedra had drowned every boy born on the prophesized date and the day before and after just to be sure. The Lord of Bleached Bones had taken no chances. Despite that Amaya Ara had been found by a group called the Hidden from the Temple of ...

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“I'll Be Back” by Amy Jayne Conley

Submitted to Contest #101

“I’ll be back.” With that, he was gone. A swish of a coat. Silence enveloped the room, ripping a hole in my chest a little bigger each time. I knew it was coming, every time. He can never stay, that’s his rule. At first, I was happy with that. No strings attached, we both got to live our lives, but there was a huge string attached that neither of us acknowledged. I’m his. He’s mine. I know enough not to tell him I caught feelings, but I want to. I know he has a history, I know he’s bad for me. But for those precious hours we spend togethe...

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“The Scent of Freedom” by Nidhi Bhattacherjee

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Saba's light footsteps were all that could be heard around the house. Everyone else was fast asleep, as should Saba be too. But she had planned an adventure for herself: one from which she didn't plan to return. Clutching the straps of her backpack tightly, she made an effort to keep the noise she made to a minimum. This was the night she had planned for the past year, and she couldn't mess it up now. She had met Ajay four years ago. She remembered that day like it was yesterday. She had been walking down the main lobby of her college, tryin...

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“Positively Yours” by Jon R. Miller

Submitted to Contest #101

“I’m positive.”I paused and clarified myself. “I mean. . .I’m a positive thinker. An optimist.”It was the first day of beginner’s Japanese class. To break the ice, Kenji—our teacher—had each of us describe ourselves with one word, and he rendered the word into Japanese for us.The class fell silent as we waited for Kenji’s translation. The spring gale churned the sounds and scents of urban nightlife from the street below and rammed them through the cracked open window. I longed for one of those alcoholic concoctions humans poured down their t...

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Write a story in which the same line recurs three times.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 163 stories

“Milton Magee Needs A Plan ” by Andrea Magee

“Deja Vu” by Aubrey Maria ✌

“Blood on O'Connell Street” by Beth Mason

“The Train to Kachungjunga” by Leo Greer 🦅 🕶

“Collateral Damage” by Karen Kinley

“Return to Me” by Ruth Smith

“I Can't Keep Doing This” by Annalisa D.

“Singularities” by David Brown

“They're just Fireworks-Just Fireworks” by Cassandra Levone

“Lavender” by Verity Gowans

“Three times three” by Sandra Claros

“Amaya's Armour” by Graham Kinross

“I'll Be Back” by Amy Jayne Conley

“The Scent of Freedom” by Nidhi Bhattacherjee

“Positively Yours” by Jon R. Miller

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Write about a character doing something they’ve done hundreds of times — only this time, it’s taken on a new meaning.

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Write a story that involves a reflection in a mirror.

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