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Write a story in which two people who know each other are introduced — but neither person admits to knowing the other.

Posted in Fluff on Oct 26, 2022

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Hello, Meredith

Winner of Contest #56 🏆

Trigger warning: suicidal ideation   The whole scene could have been a stock photo--the park grass was the kind of green and the sky the kind of blue that only came with late summer. There were kids out chasing a soccer ball around a boundless field. The smell of grilling hotdogs and burgers wafted from some charcoal grill. The laughter and chatter of carefree summer conversations were carried along by a pleasant, gentle breeze. I had brought chips to contribute. Everyone brought chips. It was that or the Oreos.  “Meredith! So glad...

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The Purple Sash

Submitted to Contest #56

I woke up floating and saw my own body lying down on the back, eyes tightly shut, and hands put together on top of the flat stomach. Filled with curiosity, I flew around, observing my body that was in a black dress. The long sleeves covered my entire arms, hiding all the scars. The scars that were also on the pale face, making me stretch my hands to touch it. Yet, I couldn’t feel a thing.  Letting out a deep sigh, I had no choice but to keep observing my own body.  Until this one man came. A man that I knew very well. The m...

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My Sworn Enemy

Submitted to Contest #56

“Emma?” My little sister shook me on my shoulders. “It’s time to get up!”“Ugh.” I groaned. “Humph. C’mon Olive, just a few more minutes?”“Mom says to get up now.”“Okay, fine! I’ll be up in a minute!” I said. My sister ran out of my room. She is seven, but she acts like a three-year-old.I sighed. I am definitely not a morning person. Today is my first day of school. Well, of seventh grade. I’ve already done a year of middle school, so I know what to expect. Well, sort of.I have new teachers and harder subjects. I have a best friend,...

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Gemma vs. Elon

Submitted to Contest #56

Caught in traffic is like my life before I left Elon, just a waste of time. There is a procession of headlights on the highway. Tail lights are snaking their way down the road and over the brow of a hill, cars bumper to bumper, exhaust fumes are belching out, blurring headlights through the driving rain. The highway has become a giant parking lot. I sigh and wait.After waiting for what seemed like the longest hour of my life, I have finally arrived at my new working place. A place where I wouldn't be forced to breathe the same air as Elon. A...

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Thorns of the Rose

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“You must learn to be assertive, I refuse to have a Niminy-Piminy lead forward the family business.”“Yes, Father,” Charlie muttered. He tried his best to keep his voice steady as the seamstress poked needles into the thick of his legs. He wished to say something but kept his mouth shut in fear of his Father striking the young girl, for he already hated her for the colour of her skin.“Your studies are miraculous, but your voice is far from a match.” He raised his voice once again, Charlie could see the seamstress cringe out of the corner of h...

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The End of Love

Submitted to Contest #56

They arrived at the same time but since one went to the back door and the other to the front, they didn’t see each other. Pat clicked her car keys, standing at the front door of Cora’s house, and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She let her keys fall into her purse and then snapped the purse closed. Clouds were gathering, thin and wan, stretched across a darkening winter sky, and just before the door opened, Pat put up a hand and two tiny snowflakes landed. They melted perfectly into the suede palm of her glove, and then the do...

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The Story of Cecil Greene

Submitted to Contest #56

I watched him from a distance. Most people passed by him without a second glance – probably not even a first.He sat in a beat-up folding chair on the corner of one of the busiest streets in downtown Memphis. His smile was crooked as were the teeth I could see from where I was standing if he spoke to someone.A little plump at the waistline, and his dark skin was aged – wrinkles here and there, he wore a faded pinstripe – gray and pink – suit, with a pair of scuffed dress shoes.On his head, he wore one of those funny golfer’s caps – you know t...

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Dancing With a Winged Ghost - The Four Moon Cycles Part One

Submitted to Contest #56

Rhyvahr was not going to show up to a ball without looking fabulous.Right now, the only clothing that hung from his body was a thin, silky nightgown. It was long, the end dragged along the floor when he paced around his room.Through his window, he could see the hustle and bustle of the Jaharan night market. It was lit up by fluorescent lights, filled with people in fancy, over-the-top attire.At least that was what all the Laslans would say. Them with their plain, tasteless clothes and their value for modesty. At least Jaharans knew how to ha...

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I've seen you before.

Submitted to Contest #56

Ring “Hey Carter, come to dinner tonight” said Jeremy “no excuses allowed. I will be waiting for you; you better make it on time.” Reluctantly, Carter had to go to dinner. Jeremy said that there will be 2 other people and that it is a good opportunity to make some new friends. Carter and Jeremy were friends since college; they practically knew everything about each other. However, they were known to be always polar opposites. Carters mum would say that Jeremy is the son that she never had; which makes him feel guilty. Carter hates...

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The Bridge, the Sky, and the Sea

Submitted to Contest #56

The Moon was gleaming seamlessly as Aiko made her way to the center of the Brooklyn Bridge. The sky was wide and awake, but Aiko found herself staring at the water below her. Her dark brown hair flowed with the wind as she leaned against the chestnut banister. Somehow, Aiko was always drawn to the same spot whenever she was in New York. She always found herself leaning against the same banister of the same bridge.  “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” a soft voice said. Aiko turned her head upward to see a figure of mist emerging from the Moon...

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First? Day of School

Submitted to Contest #56

“Honey, do you have your lunch?” I watch my mother’s lips in the rearview mirror of our car. She is worried, which makes sense since it’s my first day at a new school, despite being three months into the school year.“Don’t worry, Mom. It’s right here. I also have my backpack, my new notebooks, crayons, and a book in case I have free reading time.” I’m trying to calm my mother down, which is ironic because really I should be more nervous than she is. After all, I’m the one starting a new school in the middle of the school year, and to top it ...

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They Leave, We Leave, I Leave-

Submitted to Contest #56

Everyone eventually leaves, yeah maybe not now but soon, later they all leave. They leave, We leave, I leave. It's a cycle, a sad one, but its the truth .. “Oh my goodness your going to love her, Athena..” Lily says. “Tiffany is the best, the besstt!” smacking my arm over and over. “Okay” I say moving away from her so that I am out of her range. I’m not really a fan of ‘Tiffany’s’. Not after that Tiffany. “What are you glaring at??” Lily says looking around. “Omg is she here??” Lily says quickly gaping. “Does my hair look good? Make up?” Lil...

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Mission Implausible

Submitted to Contest #56

Note from HQ:As we have no desire to compromise the safety of our personnel, their real names are to remain undisclosed for the duration of Operation Zakarov. All undercover agents will be referred to as their given aliases henceforth. We hope you understand.Perhaps the only thing more lavish than Sergei Zakarov’s garden is his appetite. Yesterday it was Indonesian beef tongues braised in sweet soy sauce, recalls Neon Ladybird as she assumes her usual spot by her employer’s right shoulder. What will it be today? Something that hails fro...

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Of Broken Things

Shortlisted for Contest #56 ⭐️

It was a stupid idea. It was stupid, it was illegal, and it went against all of her principles. “In fact,” she said as they stood outside the door, “I’ve changed my mind. You go. I’ll stay home and play video games.” “Really?” Nick said. “You’re ditching me here?” “Well, yeah. That’s what ‘changed my mind’ means.” “But this was your idea.” “I know,” she said, now fiddling with her jacket. “I think it was the alcohol talking. But you said you wanted to try. You don’t need me there.” Now, Nick looked embarrassed. “It’s kind of a weird ...

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Flowers

Submitted to Contest #56

“Hunter, this is Kimiko. Kimiko, this is Hunter. You’ll be traveling to England together in a few days.” England? What does the USSS need there? The United States “Secret Service” has been doing shady stuff lately.I silently nod to Kimi and she sticks her hand out. I stare at her in concern while she meets my eyes with an innocent gaze until I take her hand.“I’m Kimiko. Well, you already know that,” She laughs, our colleague not knowing that that sentence implied more than just knowing her name a second ago.“Well, I’ll leave you to get to kn...

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