Write a story about strangers becoming friends, or friends becoming strangers.

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“words can't save us, now” by Demi Mass

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It happened slowly; none of them noticed it, at first.They were each other’s everything, for a bit more than two years. He was there for her, and she made tremendous efforts to be there for him too, though sometimes it was hard for her. He understood though. Until, someday, he didn’t.They were still kids. They dreamed, and they made plans for the future. They would live together, they said, and they almost went to the same high school. We’ll walk there together, he told her, it’s not that far away from home. As for univer...

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“Melting Ice” by Euan Lim

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Hanson was afflicted by a mischievous little thief. Not a normal thief—the situation might’ve almost been better if that had been the case, because then Hanson could’ve called the police and been done with it, but no: this thief didn’t break in and steal his laptop or kitchen knives or whatever thieves were supposed to steal, they took the icicles from his roof. How was Hanson supposed to call the police and, without coming across as a madman, tell them that a tiny person who regularly wore tight pants with rainbow belts was stealing his&nbs...

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“Slave” by Chris Wagner

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Oil patterns shined off the faceless black head of the thing holding my leash. I struggled with my dog collar, but my captor's bulky black spacesuit concealed strong muscles. I grabbed at the collar clip, pulling down to get more air. I stumbled through rows of bright multicolored vendor tents. The whiff of stale onions and Zevo bug spray assaulted my nostrils. Extraterrestrial food smells. I yelled for help, but the ones within earshot only stared and laughed. A hairy termite monster pointed at me. My leather ...

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“My final thoughts on you” by Max Vale

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“Now, as we stand three feet apart and stare at each other, I feel the full distance that comes with spending so much time apart, a moment filled with the electricity of a first meeting and the uncertainty of strangers.”― Marie Lu, Champion Diary note 1 -Amore You were everything to me, why did you leave me? I remember your sweet words, those words that meant the world with every sentence that left your mouth. You lied to me you said you would stay no matter how hard things got. Where are you now? You're gone. You never planned to stay, di...

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“A Shirt without flowers” by Maryam Zarenejad

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Content warning: mention of drug use Her hair grows back every night. She braids them carefully and patiently every single morning, then she cuts them and puts them under the carpet, besides the rest of her hair from the nights before. Then she goes out of the house with her short hair. It is night. She has already come back home. She is afraid to turn off the light, so she goes to bed to sleep because her nightmare will come back. She does not clearly remember her nightmares, but she knows that she sees them every night. This in itself is s...

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“TRUE ONE” by Bhavesh Bhoi

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Today Mr. Diwan, the professional journalist, is going to interview one of the rising social workers in India, Mr. Ajay. Mr. Ajay became one of the youngest rising social workers in animal care. At the age of 19, he had opened 21 animal shelters all over India. This animal shelter's primary mission was to rescue animals from animal trafficking and to provide shelter and food to stray animals. At the start of the interview, Mr. Diwan saw that Ajay was very nervous about the interview because it was the first time he was going to be interviewe...

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“How we got here” by Yumi Takahashi

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It was probably my fault, I confess, I was never very good at making or keeping friends, much less when I was younger and immature. I still remember how you approached me, always calling me your friend, telling everyone that we were best friends, but I was too stubborn to admit it, I thought that this "Best friends forever" was a lie, I didn't need it and I was much better off alone. You were a cheerful, outgoing girl, you made friends with everyone, you could be friends with anyone, but you chose me, the quiet nerdy girl in the corner of th...

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“Ex Machina” by Pedro Henrique Barros

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"Hey, who are you?" -It’s someone there? "Hi, sorry to barge in." -No problem, I’ve stayed in here for so long that I can’t even recall how it is to have someone to talk to. Are you real? "I am, at least I think I am. I can create thoughts, if that’s what you are wondering. Any other definition I’m afraid it’s beyond my knowledge." -How can you communicate with me? "I simply feel the things I want to convey to you, and sense back the things you are thinking." -I see, so it’s kind of like a— "A flow, yeah." -… “So, what are you doing?" ...

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“Comfort Women” by Siti Nur Atiqah

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TW: rape A celebration of some sort for the Japanese soldiers was very much needed. Chaos surrounded the forest; dancing figures of drunken men, rowdy comrades picking fights with one another and the sounds of moaning women. Sensitive sounds like metal mugs clashing rang throughout the thick and dense forest where the soldiers would site in the meantime like nomads. Everyone was on their feet, busy celebrating the success of the invasion of the Korean Peninsula. "HEEP HEEP!" "HOORAY!" "HEEP HEEP!" "HOORAY!" Everyo...

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“Mission type:individual/ team” by Nichole Fernsby

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Thayer Blackwood watched the tassel smoke trickle through the living room. The sweet smell was supposed to calm him, but it didn't help at all, it even aggravated his frustration. It had been three weeks since he had been robbed, weeks with days when he had looked at the sun on the window of his forest house, it was shining too brightly, too warmly, too full of life. Although he drew his blinds, he could sense the light, he could see her slipping around the corners, trying to get into his living room. Three weeks in which the police had foun...

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“Dear Tobias,” by Jonathan Bee

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CONTENT WARNING: VIOLENCE It wasn't the bullets that hurt me, Tobias. It wasn't the violent words you spewed at me or even your blows that battered me, you've always had a flair for dramatics. No, what caused me to ache was the expression on your face after you pulled the trigger. Bloody remorse. I’ve never seen this look on you so pronounced before, you never did fancy hesitation. Even then you never ceased to surprise me, remorse was my thing! Besides, it looked quite ridiculous on you, if I wasn't so attune to your mannerisms ...

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“A unwanted guest” by Ruby Steele

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Sean the Squirrel looked down into his small paws at the big ripe chestnut clasped between them, a proud cheeky grin spreading across his face pushing his cheeks up and making his eyes crescent moons. Placing the nut on the pile of other nuts stacked in a corner of his home Sean felt satisfaction spread through him. Winter could come now. As if hearing this a pattering started outside, thick drops of rain falling to the ground in a heightening tempo. The Squirrel walked over to the opening of his cave and pushed one of the big leaves away w...

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“I love you, Bye ” by Mutsa M

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I never wanted to transfer but I ended up learning at three high schools. Hilbright was never my choice; I despised the idea of learning at a small private school with stuck up knobs. Nevertheless, I found myself putting on that blue, white and red uniform ready for my first day of school. On the very first day, I got a hundred percent on a geography test and the physics teacher said I had a lot of potential. The other teachers told my classmates that I would be intense competition academically. Cue the boys becoming intrigued by my expertis...

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“A Brazilian Stampede” by Arch R

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“The plan, if you can believe it, is to sleep on Copacabana beach on New’s Year’s night,” Samy chuckled to the stranger. The stranger who might have been processing the words slowly because it wasn’t spoken in his native language furrowed his brows to form a teepee on his forehead. But when he responded it was clear he had understood, “That is not a good idea. It is quite crowded there, not safe to sleep.” Samy shrugged her shoulders and responded in her usual nonchalant tone of deferring problems to later in time, “Yea we will figure it out...

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“Killer Squad” by Kathleen Manarang

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We all have shadows. That dark side. The parts of ourselves that we have repressed, judged, and shunned, to be accepted by society. And it is, for the most part, unconscious, until we have put it into light and integrated it. It’s funny how the Universe set them up on my path. I would have never chosen them to be my friends. Each was different, but each belonged in a category that my ego stubbornly refused to identify with, but that which my shadow kept on projecting. In a twist of fate, they became my batch-mates in medical training.&...

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Write a story about strangers becoming friends, or friends becoming strangers.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 262 stories

“words can't save us, now” by Demi Mass

“Melting Ice” by Euan Lim

“Slave” by Chris Wagner

“My final thoughts on you” by Max Vale

“A Shirt without flowers” by Maryam Zarenejad

“TRUE ONE” by Bhavesh Bhoi

“How we got here” by Yumi Takahashi

“Ex Machina” by Pedro Henrique Barros

“Comfort Women” by Siti Nur Atiqah

“Mission type:individual/ team” by Nichole Fernsby

“Dear Tobias,” by Jonathan Bee

“A unwanted guest” by Ruby Steele

“I love you, Bye ” by Mutsa M

“A Brazilian Stampede” by Arch R

“Killer Squad” by Kathleen Manarang

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