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Write about a “found family” who are finally able to get together again after a long time apart.

Posted in Fluff on Oct 26, 2022

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Never say never (Part 9 of Witches Versus Mutants)

Submitted to Contest #79

Shit, shit, shit. I swear trouble follows me around more than my goddamn shadow does. One year in the clear, and already I was being chased by monsters. Blindly, I ran into the darkness between two buildings, cursing myself a thousand times. Of course, I had to stand up for some stupid kid, of course, the bully had to actually be some deformed monster. It was always me who managed to finesse her way into these goddamn messes. "Oh, man!" I yelled, hitting the wall with my palms because of course, it was a dead end. "Seriously?" I heard ...

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shards of summer

Submitted to Contest #79

"The girl whose heart was winter melted into the ocean," The water felt like glass. It shattered where it met the shore, like so many broken bottles. Fae liked how it cut sharp X’s into her skin and pecked cool O’s on her neck. She lay supine on the border where the sea diluted into the sand, drifting at the edge of parallel worlds. The stripe separating them was frothy and poorly drawn as if scribbled by a child with peeling crayons. Maybe that was why the waves had no sense of boundary, spilling outside the lines. Leaving wet kisses and th...

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Never Apart Again (Part 2)

Submitted to Contest #79

“I’m never leaving you again, mom. Not like how I left you, dad, Rocco, and our house.” I told her, still hugging her, and sobbing. "I'm not too," she replied. Her words made me feel warm inside. It made me feel so good about everything. Like there is a point for being happy today. Oh, I just love that feeling so much. I wish it would last forever. I'm just so...thrilled and excited that I could see my long-lost mother again.  I continue to hug her again. That feeling is just so unexplainable. I could use a thousand words to describe my...

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Jailbird

Submitted to Contest #79

It was a Saturday afternoon and I’d already polished off three drinks. Each one stronger than the last, with olives and grapefruit slices pinched carelessly on the sides, making my head trip in circles like a carousel. The people at my book launch party had begun to stroll laps around my living room. Their smiles were like flashing pinwheels and I tried to offer one back. Because I know if I didn’t, Allen would shapeshift into the responsible chaperone and the booze would be locked right up. The balloons floated around aimlessly like gh...

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The Locket

Submitted to Contest #79

Author's note: This is my first submission, so feel free to give me criticism. Make it harsh, if you have to! 😄As I walked along, I happened to lock eyes with someone. She didn't look familiar. She tore her gaze away, disappearing into the swarm of people. I soon forgot her, as the cool autumn breeze ran through my hair, tousling it.Great. Now my hair's all tangled. At least I looked good with tousled hair. I gave a small laugh, drawing a few stares from people. I ignored them, listening to the wind whispering in the trees, calling my name. ...

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Kaiser

Submitted to Contest #79

A road. Well lit, rarely busy. Eight o'clock at night.A still summer evening. He's walking home after work. Just over a mile total. Less than half a mile left to go. The sun is setting, but it's not yet full dark. The streetlights are on, but the sun is still brighter. Its orange glow the last warmth he feels.Ear buds in, wrapped in country music. His secret obsession. His unspoken comfort. Thoughts turned to a relaxing night in front of the TV.A car speeds down the road. Strikes him from behind. He doesn't see it coming.A soon to be hit and...

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Thicker Than Blood

Submitted to Contest #79

Ethan winced slightly as he slid his bedroom window closed again. Most of the adrenaline in his system from the fight had dissipated, but that didn’t stop his nerves from feeling like a bow string pulled too tightly. So long as he didn’t start another fight, he could wait off the need to recharge until after dinner. Any activity that didn't involve fight or flight (or probably just “fight” if he was being realistic), was fair game. Ethan sighed deeply and awkwardly squirmed out of his school uniform and into a t-shirt and shorts, wincin...

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Find and Seek

Submitted to Contest #79

I am unhappy, but I know I must find a way to pull myself out of this vortex that is trying to pull me beneath its surface, trying to help me forget this longing for those I care about the most. Yes, I am fully aware that this sounds like a Harlequin Romance or maybe a psycho thriller, and nothing could be further from the way I usually react to difficult moments.This time my reaction is different. The dark is real and deep. I am determined to survive and will find a way to scrabble back to the top. No, I am not going to use sappy, roma...

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Rescue Mission (Origins, Part 4)

Submitted to Contest #79

(Part of a series; for better understanding, I recommend reading the other ones first) “Stop freaking out,” Ali says, peering out the front window. “Easy for you to say,” I mutter. “It’s not, actually. At least you can defend yourself with more than Brandon’s baseball bat.” Alex’s phone call echoes in my head. I’m in trouble, she’d told me. But I managed to communicate with a friend. He’ll be there soon. Okay? Her voice wobbled on the next sentence. Don’t worry about me.  That really just cemented my worry. Alex, our caretaker, our ...

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Divinities of Euphoria

Submitted to Contest #79

The sun was slowly advancing above the horizon as they sat on the dock. As her feet grazed the chilled water, ripples vibrated across the tarn. He grabbed her hand and weaved it throughout his. Her head rests on his shoulder as the wind blows them closer.  “The clouds ruin every sunrise,” Audrey whispered. “Never a dull moment with you,” said Gavin. “I feel like everything is wrong. Like something is out of the ordinary. I can feel it. My father never really shared any problems, important or simple. I don’t want to do that.” “It wil...

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Through Masked Faces

Submitted to Contest #79

I park my car and sit for a few minutes alone to gather myself. I hold my head upon the steering wheel; this was not the moment I had in mind when I thought about reaching out to the family. I contemplate how life has a way of taking unexpected twists and turns when one least expects them or even wants them. I say a short prayer before heading to the church. I soon enter through two large old brown wooden doors that greet me at the entrance. Rows of flowers line both sides of the vestibule, along with candles and weeping people standing six...

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The Prodigal (Highmast Series)

Submitted to Contest #79

The familiar dark tangled around her, shrouding her muted footsteps as they bounced back at her down the damp tunnel walls. The flamewyrms on the ceiling sparkled their greetings down on her, throwing down nebulous patches of dim blue light which she shifted through with the quick step of professional. And that was what she was now, a professional. When she had left she had been an amateur, despite all the bitter words and high ambition she had spat out at them refuting such accusations, her pride stinging like a blade’s cut, brimming full ...

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Lynn and the Dragon

Submitted to Contest #79

        It takes twenty-seven minutes to travel from my house to the train station. The cab driver is quiet. Maybe he senses the mire of tension spiraling through my mind. Maybe he’s just as shy as I am. I’ve always wondered if my desire to avoid human interaction actually kept people from approaching, if it was somehow written clearly across my face or if I had an atmosphere around me that just felt really uncomfortable.              &...

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Tʜᴇ Dᴀɪʟʏ Dᴏsᴇ Oғ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ TALK SHOW

Submitted to Contest #79

"My name is Josh." He looked next to him."My name is Rose." She shrugged."My name is Jamie." She pushed her glasses up. "I'm Micheal." He sat back putting his arm on the back of the sofa."Brandon, yo." He held up two fingers."I'm Lou-Ann." She sank a bit in her chair from shyness."And I'm Alan." He looked across the vastness of the audience. "Well, what a great group of young people." Alan Sanders, the host of The Daily Dose of Family talk show said. "What or should I say who brought you here today?" He pointed at Micheal."Well Alan, I ...

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Hawaiian, Bermudas, and Sandals.

Submitted to Contest #79

I tap my foot against the polished floor of the airport. The reflection of people passing by, the sound of wheels kissing the ceramic, the chatter of strangers, and the smell of coffee all harmonize in systemic chaos only enjoyable in a place such as an airport. I look at my watch and then back at the screen that says the flight has been delayed because of bad weather. I jerk my neck left and right and crack every vertebrate in it. I feel the gaze of someone sitting next to me. I turn and see a little girl emulating what I had just done. I...

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