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“Made by Jerry” by Regina Morrison

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The book hung in the bookstand, the crisp pages trailing in the remains of a cracked egg. Jars of baking powder, vanilla essence, butter all in different degrees of use stood stolidly on the countertop. Dunes of flour lay scattered all over and then there was me, fiercely grappling with a large white mixing bowl and my mom’s ancient electric mixer. “Whisk until light and fluffy,” I read, nose deep in the recipe’s pages, a thin strand of brown hair trailing over one serious eye.“Light and fluffy, light and fluffy,” I breathed over and ov...

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“Ryan struggling to learn the skill of reading and writing that does not come easily to him.by Mr. Prince De-Grant Brempong” by Prince Brempong

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My story is entitled Ryan struggling to learn to the skill of reading and writing that does not come easily and naturally to him. This story is based on a true life experience of a relative called Ryan. Ryan was a High School student of Lincoln Community School in the United States of America a land of opportunity and plenty. This relative of mine although was in school used to struggle alot in the skill of Reading and Writing. Ryan was noted to be outspoken and good in his communication skills so the aspect of speaking in communi...

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“Shy Guy” by Gracie Jean

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Trust me, I’ve heard everything,” Alan said. “I don’t think you can list something I haven’t thought about already.” Alan was splayed on his bed. He felt uncomfortable laying like this with someone else in the room, even if it was Sally. But he also didn’t feel like moving. “I think you can do it. You just have to practice,” Sally said, looking down at Alan’s strange position. His left hand was under his head and the other arm was sticking straight out, dangling over the side of the bed. His legs were straight but lay awkwardly apart from ea...

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“Learning the hard way” by Louise Coley

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“Show me again.” Jeb sighed and indulged his drinking partner for the evening once more. The man leant forwards, squinting studiously down his nose, his chin resting on steepled hands. The coin glittered in the lamplight as Jeb displayed it between finger and thumb. He reached his left hand around it, grasping at air as he dropped the coin into his right palm. The right hand fell away, the strange mans eyes following it all the time. Jeb offered him his left fist. Opened it. Empty. “Now show me that hand.” Rolling his eyes, Jeb quickly...

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“Finding my voice” by Maurice Mullen

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Sam O’Brien stood staring at the flyer hanging on the bulletin board in front of the school office. The flyer read: Public Speaking Contest To be held Friday April 23rd in the auditorium of Washington High School Competition will begin at 12:00 pm Winner to receive a full ride scholarship to Northern University Sign up by April 10th with the University counselor’s office “A full ride scholarship,” thought Sam. He wanted nothing more in the whole wide world. “I am going to do it. I am going to win that contest if it is...

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“Not Today Anxiety...not today” by Shauna Woodbury

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Trigger warning: self-harm The day had begun. Simple. It was early. Maybe 5am. The sun had frozen it’s rusty head in that moment just peaking over the sliver of black cloud from last night’s darkness. It was simple. Breathe. Begin. He was simple. To breathe and begin wasn’t. This endeavor would require movement and initiative. It was early. We know this. Seems simple. One arm, one leg, one eye. Move. Nope not so simple. This will be it. The moment. I will tell him again go. Go now. Simple right? Hand on the door knob. One ...

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“The Orthotist” by Michele Duess

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I like to walk in the forest. Today’s it winter, and the trees are like veins against the sky’s gray heart. Voices are in my head as usual. I’m taking pictures and wondering if I can make a living at photography. Maybe I should become a pilot. After all, Richard Bach makes it sound beautiful in his books. Easy. At least in a plane one can see her way clear. I can’t. I don’t know where I’m going. At least, not in my life. In fact, I was a failure in this line of work as far as I was concerned. The only thing I had going for me was p...

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“Baby Steps” by Kevin Schenk

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The train was packed but not so full that every seat was filled. I got the ticket from my uncle. He told me on the tracks "Remember, when you're in the village just ask for Peter. Everyone knows Peter, it's a small place." I hadn't been out of the city since I was a kid. Growing up we'd go out to one of the village's my uncle described but that stopped when ma and pa divorced. Since then I lived in Libertia. Sure it was a smelly city, full of shit, gangsters, and wannabe's, but it was my city, ya know? It was were I grew up. I moved in with ...

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“Volleyball again.....” by Ronica Gapu

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"Honestly speaking guys, I would give just about anything to rape Michael B Jordan and make sure I carry a part of him everywhere." Tiara said dreamily, earning some questioning stares from all of us.She shrugged, and we all burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter.We heard the head girl speak from outside and hid under our desks."I could swear I heard laughter coming from this classroom," she told someone who was walking with her."Same here, they must be hiding somewhere."The girl began moving around the classroom, searching under ...

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“Auteur Filmmaking” by Mr Jingo

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When the solitary cloud moved past the sun, nothing obscured the piercing rays from firing down onto the Nevada desert, the merciless summer heat oppressing the film crew like ants under a magnifying glass. Perhaps if they had more common sense, one of them might have suggested rescheduling the shoot. However, “rational thought” and a “Rhapsa Pumpus film” weren’t phrases that went hand in hand.“No!” Rhapsa shouted in his bizarre, impossible-to-place accent, “Molly, come on! We’ve been over this!”She glared at him, something made much less th...

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“Blind, not Broken. ” by D.N Pendragon

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Sylvia trudged through the mud, her feet threatening to give way underfoot at any moment. With each cautious step her blistered, damp feet rubbed against the worn tread of her once immaculate boots. How long had it been since her exile? Three days? No, perhaps four? A life of luxury having been replaced by sleepless nights in the woods and constant anxiety, warped her sense of time and place, over and above her recently acquired disability.In the darkness, she reached out her hand and felt the hard bark of a sturdy tree, “Not the King’s quar...

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“Recruitment Time.” by Len Mooring

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Recruitment Time. “Hi, God here. Actually, my name was Juan before the other moniker was stuck on me. Baldly, it’s going to be your turn now. I thought I’d give it to you straight with my special soothing app allowing you to take all of this in. Even with the app, it’s quite something, isn’t it? Here’s the lowdown. “We get this God job for 500 years. Even with all the perks of the job, one couldn’t ask any ordinary ‘elevated’ individual to stand more than a half a Millenium. The whining and snivelling eventually gets to you. Anyway, ...

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“The Rhythm of Life” by Jane Andrews

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I’m someone who has made clumsiness an art form. Dance was never really a part of my life. Despite growing up in the 1970s, disco passed me by. My parents were God-fearing Methodists who attended a tiny church with a congregation that barely made it into double figures and consisted mainly of old ladies in hats. Due to the advanced age of the latter, strenuous social activities were out – with the result that my weekends were spent not at dances but at Beetle drives. Even someone with my total lack of co-ordination could manage to shake a...

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“Squirrels Don't Fly South” by Kate Wells

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Rod considered himself an artist first and a squirrel second, and his true disdain for the owl tearing through his front door was the bird’s lack of appreciation for the intricately carved doorway. He had spent a whole autumn crafting it. The nerve! A giant yellow foot exploded through the door as if it was nothing more than a dead leaf. Talons dark and polished curled like iron crescent moons, twisting and snapping around the hollow as the owl tried to get a grip on its prey. In a brazen but successful move, Rod grabbed one of the t...

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“Three Phases to the Author” by Will Stone

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When I was little, let's call it nine, I wrote nineteen words to a page. My sentences were three words long. I wrote them poorly. Often they could not be read at all. So poorly written were these rotten words that I got my own special program. Not the 'special learners' program, for the kids in need of a slow lane. No, my little class of two was much slower than that. They called me Will S and my partner in lyrical poverty Will C. We shared the same name, as we shared our failures. But time changes all things, and by my blooming teenag...

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Write a story about someone struggling to learn a skill that in no way comes naturally to them.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 154 stories

“Made by Jerry” by Regina Morrison

“Ryan struggling to learn the skill of reading and writing that does not come easily to him.by Mr. Prince De-Grant Brempong” by Prince Brempong

“Shy Guy” by Gracie Jean

“Learning the hard way” by Louise Coley

“Finding my voice” by Maurice Mullen

“Not Today Anxiety...not today” by Shauna Woodbury

“The Orthotist” by Michele Duess

“Baby Steps” by Kevin Schenk

“Volleyball again.....” by Ronica Gapu

“Auteur Filmmaking” by Mr Jingo

“Blind, not Broken. ” by D.N Pendragon

“Recruitment Time.” by Len Mooring

“The Rhythm of Life” by Jane Andrews

“Squirrels Don't Fly South” by Kate Wells

“Three Phases to the Author” by Will Stone

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