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Write a story where two characters are playing hide and seek, literally or metaphorically.

Posted in Fluff on Oct 26, 2022

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Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt

Submitted to Contest #124

Kyle threw himself into an alley, no longer caring whether he soiled his jacket. Fuck, fuck, fuck! His shoulder bounced badly off the brick wall and he collapsed too soon, hastily tucking his legs in after him. He froze, holding his breath, ignoring the cold puddle under his hip, the stench of the trash bags a yard away. The voice rang out: “Yoo-hoo!” Are you shitting me? Who even says yoo-hoo? He pushed himself up to a nearly standing position. There had to be another exit. Cautiously he receded into the alley, picking his way around ...

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The Dreaming Game

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“I can’t believe you made me a dog.” Ryber glanced down at the small animal padding along beside him. “A puppy, Griss. Not a dog.” “But why?” the puppy asked, his tone that of an exasperated man, for all that he looked like a little beagle. “I had everything ready for the Delve. All my gear and weapons. Now I don’t even have hands.” He lifted a paw. “I told you why,” Ryber said. “In your true form, you’re a hulking, bearded, scarred pirate. If the subject saw you coming, you’d scare him awake, rules of the game notwithstanding. Besides, gear...

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Hide 'n' Seek

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Dang! It’s dark out here. Well, duh! It’s nighttime. Actually, it isn’t. Isn’t what? Night. Of course it is. Nuh uh. It’s after midnight. So technically, it’s morning. Well, it is early morning. Very early morning. Middle of the night morning. That it is. Still dark as night morning. It really is. Dark as night. Too dark to be out walking. That is definitely true. Too dark to be out walking alone. Not the best idea I ever had. You should have thought about that. Agreed. I definitely should have thought about that. Before you left. I should h...

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Shall We

Submitted to Contest #124

She left a note taped to my front door. A time and place where to meet her with no intention of showing up herself. I knew that she wouldn’t show but a part of me hung on to the possibility that she would. We’ve been talking for 6 months now I have yet to meet her, we make a plan, and she doesn’t show up. She always follows it with an excuse that causes me to feel bad that I was angry in the first place.            It unsettled me that she knew where I lived, and I only knew the things ...

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Holiday Dinner

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The patter of heavy little feet thumped across the wooden deck. Amy Jo watched her son duck around the porch corner behind her gas grill. Peeking his head out he stared at his mother, then down the short sidewalk. “Conner, what are you doing?” His head retracted like a turtle behind the black metal grill shell. “I’m hiding from the Nowhere man.” The empty lower half of the grill exposed the bottom half of his purple t-shirt, all of his shorts, and the tops of his shins.  Amy Jo turned to the young blond man who tottered awkwardly one...

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Ready or Not

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Ready or not, here I come! The girl stood at the edge of the forest, padded jacket wrapped tightly around her body to keep out the late-autumn chill. May hadn’t been here since she was a kid, clothing catching on branches and clumsy feet stumbling over roots dappled by the shade and the sun. The girl turned up her collar, buried her hands in her pockets. Standing in front of it, nearly a decade later, the forest was an alarmingly quiet thing, all dead grays and browns, barren branches knocking together under the decree of the persistent w...

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The 12 Year Hide and Seek

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“Twenty-nine… thirty. Ready or not, here I come!” Millie shouted, hopefully loud enough for her sister, Kitty, to hear.  Millie stood up from her counting spot — just behind their father’s rusting wheelbarrow — and began to search for her little sister. Their family’s farm was over twelve acres, so she had a lot of ground to cover.  “I found you!” Millie exclaimed. Kitty groaned as she climbed out of the truck bed. “You ought to find a better hiding spot than the one I always find you in.” Kitty jumped out of the bed and hit ...

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BEWARE: HOME WEAR AND TEAR CAN LEAD TO HARDWARE.

Submitted to Contest #124

‘John…’ ‘John…!’ ‘Jo-o-ohn…!!’ Shoppers in all directions looked around to see who was calling out. What’s wrong with her, they wondered. While at the same time, the source of the increasingly insistent name calling wondered to herself, ‘What’s wrong with him?’ How could her husband not hear? Everyone else in the cavernous hardware store seemed to, judging by their inquisitive glances. John was a dozen paces ahead of Beryl. He continued walking, giving no indication he had heard, but thinking, ‘That woman could raise the dead.’ He scowl...

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Lost But Never Found

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I sat panting on the cold, damp wooden bench underneath the street light. I had been looking for hours with no luck. I looked at my watch. “Three hours left.” I read outloud to myself. I tried to stand back up, but quickly sat back down due to dizziness. I was drained out of energy. These games of hide and seek were just getting more intense every week, and I couldn’t stand the consequences any longer. It was killing me. The thought of the consequences. What if it would be more intense this time? What if I wouldn’t last this time? I reste...

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#theNACtheTEXTS #1 Babylon, Bethlehem And The ACLU

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BABYLON 30 November 2020 FROM: EDC&TheThree 1:58 PM EST It would sure be Christlike for the church to stand up against bearing false witness against thy neighbor. It seems our congregations have forgotten that one Commandment, chiseled in STONE. Thou Shalt Not Lie. FROM: ‘Apostle’ Thomas Schmidt (schmidtyboy) 3:32 PM EST Dear Erin, please help me understand better what you feel the church is not standing up to in regards to bearing false witness. Thank you. Thomas. FROM: EDC&TheThree 3:33 PM EST The fraudulent el...

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Hide and Seek at the Ball

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Hide and seek was not the most ladylike thing to be doing, especially at a ball. However, I, Miss Evelina Beaumont, was never one to let things like society’s rules and propriety hold me back from doing what I wanted. It wasn’t even obvious that I was playing hide and seek anyway. This was a little game that I played with my brothers when we were bored at any social function we’d been forced into by our mother. While dancing with some gentleman whose name I’d long forgotten, I swept my eyes around the room, trying to see where Stephen and F...

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Smile like you mean it

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TW: domestic violence (physical and emotional)“Ready or not, here I come!”It was hot and sticky in the chest. It smelled of tar and old lady perfume. Jules shrank herself down into the lace. The tacky feel of the polyester rubbed her ear. Grandma's wedding dress wasn't keen on being used as a cushion.“I'm gonna find you!”Breath was not under her control. It was needed most inconveniently. It went out impatiently. But holding her breath was worse.A rattle and a tearing sound above her. Like splinters of wood digging into each other as th...

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