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“War Tent House” by Mohamed Sarfan

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2010 January 04 Kashmir that sleeps as dew drops in the midst of the garden of apple. Cloudy doves all over the sky resembling the circular moon that plays by chasing the butterflies! The wind of spring all over the body like the chillness of the river that tumble and falls into the ocean. The flowers that keep their face so sad in the foothills of the mountain! The dream of freedom in the boundary line like the breathing of the May-flies! Spying love in the chest cage like the dumb man’s language! I stand guarding my father like penance ...

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“THIS IS THE DAY WE DIE” by Abigail Airuedomwinya

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THIS IS THE DAY WE DIEDepression sounded like a half-witted song, one that couldn’t be sung at home or school or the church. It was something so ephemeral that it seemed to have lost its meaning. It was unlikely that one of the children would somehow become infected with the virus. Life with the Bishop was simple: mornings with prayers and a plate of fried bananas; afternoons with Jesus and rosaries and seashells; evenings with stories and hymns. There was no way a child living with Bishop would end up being contaminated with the virus of de...

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“Tēomeh” by Alex Sultan

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CW: Gore The gods demanded sacrifice, and the Aztecs could not dare to disappoint them.Mecatyl prodded his captive up the temple steps. He pushed the blunt end of his bladed club against the man’s back, tripping him on the stone as they approached the apex. The high priest awaited at the top with an obsidian dagger in hand. The verdant green feathers of his headdress shook as winds gusted by.Torches crackled in their posts, the warm light glowing in the eyes of the people who watched the ceremony from below. Mecatyl laid the wounded captiv...

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“The Mirage ” by Moon Lion

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"This woman, have you seen her?" I asked the shopkeeper, not able to keep the desperation from my voice after two months of searching.The shopkeeper tiredly leaned towards the portrait, frowning, and the girl hovering near my shoulder giggled.I ignored her, staring into the shopkeeper's sun-lined eyes. The man coughed once, and replied. "I don't remember, but there's a lot of people that come through here. With the Red Deserts behind us, this is the last place to get food and water for a long time."The man's gruff accent and slippery command...

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“I was blind, but now I see” by Ruth Porritt

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I can hear the ice cubes crack in the glass as I pour myself a large measure of whiskey. I take a moment to savor the sting of the alcohol on my tongue, and press the record button on my handy-dandy tape player. “Barbara Robinson speaking,” I say. “The date is July 9th, 1976, and the time is 9 AM. I glance at the generous measure of scotch I’ve just poured and think: What the hell, it’s 5 o’ clock somewhere. There is a loud knock at the door and I sigh. "Please God," I say. "Don't let it be an asshole." “Why, hello Barbie,” says my ex, Fra...

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“Sammy Not-So-Fast” by Kate Winchester

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Somehow in her 35 years of life, Penelope had never been in a police station before, let alone been given a ride in a cop car. She was disappointed that the officer had not activated his sirens or lights. He wasn’t even speeding. Could he not sense the urgency? This was an emergency. Her baby was missing! Penelope was grateful to the officer; however, as he did not make her sit in the back like a criminal. Penelope was a straight laced goody two shoes, and she wasn’t about to have her reputation thrown into the ...

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“Hey There, Delilah” by Mira Caplan

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She sat up in her chosen auditorium seat as the first notes of her best friend's chosen audition song rang across the stage. It was a song they sang together often, laughing at the fact that "Delilah" was the chosen name. Not in a mocking way, but one that based off of irony and admiration.But this time, when Iseline sang, the words weren't muffled from elbowing her best friend over and over. They were clear, fitting perfectly with her guitar as she slowly picked at the strings, melodic, and... beautiful.Delilah felt eyes on her, whispers dr...

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“Asking for Forever” by Julie Musbach

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #103

In the end it was the little things. That and a healthy dose of courage. For months I had watched for something, a sparkle in her eye, a spice in her tone, a hint in her touch. Three years we had been together. Three years knowing she had seen something in me - desperation perhaps - that made her think I could be worth her time. Some part of me knew, had always known, that I was worth it. Still, years of loneliness, daydreaming, envying, made it all so...heavy. I wanted to be perfect, but I wanted to real. I wanted to be who ...

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“The Imaginary Cabbage Stew” by Nina Chyll

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C: ‘Are you asking about the impact the accidente had on the family? Well, there’s no family to speak of anymore, to start with. But I just want to scream: be yourself no matter what, you know. God, when I first came to this town, I had no idea, I had to reuse my lashes twenty times, that’s how poor I was, I reattached them until the residue glue was too heavy to keep my eyelids open. I had to ride to auditions on a bike, in the heat, can you imagine?‘And I saw him across the bar one night and boom, ten years later, some late-night arguments...

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“The Golden Beauty ” by Daniel R. Hayes

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(Content Warning: Blood, Gore, some mild language.)Let’s get one thing straight here people, I am not an American Picker. If you don’t know what a Picker is, why don’t you google it because I don’t have time to explain it to you. If you were to call me something, I guess you could call me a sign collector. All my life I have been searching for a highly collectable 1950’s Chevrolet Bel Air Dealer sign.There are two versions of this sign. One is an indoor poster that dealerships would display in their stores. The only problem with this poster ...

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“Santa's Real∙” by 𝔘𝔤𝔬𝔠𝔥𝔦 𝔑.

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I look for a sign. Anything that will change my mind. Anything. I walk down the streets of New York same as everyone else. I know someone is out there thinking how beautiful this place is– Just give it a few years. When I first moved here, I was in awe of the high buildings. We never had building like these in the country side so it was always such a beauty. I always felt like the buildings would fall being how tall they were. I would go to the parks, filled with beautiful landmarks and the grass was always trimmed so nicely. My mouth wou...

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“Session” by Joshua G. J. Insole

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Cerise sighed when she spied Adelie curled up in the reading nook, eyes on the rain outside.Her heart sagged in her chest, a damp dress hung over a coat hanger. Limp. The air caught against her ribs, and for a moment, she couldn’t breathe. Framed against the washed-out backdrop of droplets, Adelie looked older than her age. For one frozen snapshot, Cerise caught a glimpse of the adult her little sister would soon become. A temporary maturity — achieved through grief. Every nerve ending and vein ached, and not only for their recent loss. She ...

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“Sam Ben Andy Jake” by David G.

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“How about Crittenden Lane, Pop?” I ask, but by now I’ve lost hope.We’re driving aimlessly over the rolling hills on Route 23 in northwestern New Jersey looking for some sign that my Pop might recognize. But we may as well be wandering through a dark cave with a flashlight whose batteries are on their last few blips, the bulb flickering with increasing intermittency.“Does that name mean anything to you, Pop?” I ask again. “Does it ring any bells?”The purpose of our journey had seemed straightforward enough when we’d set out earlier this morn...

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“GOD, I NEED A SIGN” by Dr. Ugs

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Note:The protagonist, along with the rest of the story and plot, is pure fiction and not meant to be offensive in any way towards an individual's religion.I peeled my butt off of the couch and sauntered over to the edge of the cloud to admire my most extraordinary creation ever: humans. They were walking around, happy as ever. Some of them were driving in their own clever inventions – automobiles – and punching the steering wheels to honk at each other. Complimenting each other, I guess. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a ...

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“The boomerang” by Santina Forlenza-Pihuličova

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I’m Og. Until yesterday my life was perfect. Perfect because whenever the boomerang ran in the air I knew exactly what to do. Day by day and wave by wave. Wave by wave because my friend Holly (no matter the weather conditions) used to bring me at the seaside to play boomerang together. He threw it whenever a wave approached to the seashore, not earlier and not later. I played in a different way; randomly, I would say, meaning that I threw the boomerang whenever I caught it, and I had a lot of fun.Holly brought his arm back toward his forearm...

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Write about a character looking for a sign.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 154 stories

“War Tent House” by Mohamed Sarfan

“THIS IS THE DAY WE DIE” by Abigail Airuedomwinya

“Tēomeh” by Alex Sultan

“The Mirage ” by Moon Lion

“I was blind, but now I see” by Ruth Porritt

“Sammy Not-So-Fast” by Kate Winchester

“Hey There, Delilah” by Mira Caplan

“Asking for Forever” by Julie Musbach

“The Imaginary Cabbage Stew” by Nina Chyll

“The Golden Beauty ” by Daniel R. Hayes

“Santa's Real∙” by 𝔘𝔤𝔬𝔠𝔥𝔦 𝔑.

“Session” by Joshua G. J. Insole

“Sam Ben Andy Jake” by David G.

“GOD, I NEED A SIGN” by Dr. Ugs

“The boomerang” by Santina Forlenza-Pihuličova

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An apparent coincidence occurs. Write a story about a character who suspects paranormal, spiritual, or criminal causes.

Write a story where a character runs into someone they’ve seen in their dreams, or enters a building they’ve dreamt about before.

Start your story with someone discovering a photograph that has something written on the back.

Write a story about someone who starts noticing the same object or phrase wherever they go.

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