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Write about someone trying to recreate a grandparent’s signature baked good from memory.

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“The Craving” by A.Dot Ram

cw: miscarriage  This could not wait till morning. The craving came on so sudden and intense that resisting never even crossed her mind. For some reason Claudia needed fudge. Maybe it was hormones. Maybe it was the fact that she finally had an appetite. But she needed fudge. Not the kind she usually made this time of year, melting chocolate chips in the microwave. Claudia needed the heavy, silky fudge her grandma used to make—the kind you made in a saucepan with a candy thermometer. Did you need a doubl...

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“A Moon Rose” by Amiable Sorceress

A woman dressed in a black rain jacket wanted to scream at the clouds and the torrents of rain sending her curly hair into a wild frizz. But sending a tangled wail of thoughts into the angry sky would attract attention, so for this reason, she preferred to remain silent.  As the downpour continued, the woman pulled a hoodie over her head, trying to keep herself; and the package, safe. Two more blocks un...

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“Sweet Sorrows” by Maya

Two circular eyes, a round dot for a nose, a simple line for a mouth. The face forms in a foggy patch of my breath on the window. Last night the temperatures dropped drastically making the glass hazy and impossible to see through.The face stares expressionlessly back at me until a drop of rain on the outside surface slices right through it. Like a teardrop streaking down the imaginary person’s face. Even the sky is crying on this sorrowful day.With a plan formulating in my head, I snatch an...

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“Where is that Recipe?” by 𝕂𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕖 𝕎.

When Grandma fell and broke her leg, my family rushed to help her. What did she need from her house now that she was living with her mother in a one-story home? Did she want us to take care of her heating and electric bills? Did she want Dad and Uncle Justin to move her laundry machine from the basement to the ground floor? The questions continued as such, with the adults wondering what they could do. However, my siblin...

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“The Retrieval ” by Hema Saju

He lunged into the wavy curves of the cold water. He felt the warm embrace caress his skin. It seemed like the water swallowed him as he plunged deeper. This was the same river that embraced him before twenty long years into her loving bosom. He felt that she heaved and sighed as she unwound each forgotten memory he had left behind before he left for a distant land. He felt like the same ten- ye...

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“Sweet Memories (Rachel's backstory part 2)” by 🕊 🎀 𝒱𝒶𝓇𝓈𝒽𝒶 𝒱𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓁 🎀 🕊

Author’s note- This is about the relationship between Rachel and her grandma Isabella. Enjoy!!! “How do you bake chocolate chip cookies, grandma?” I wondered out loud, my gran smiled, her tanned brown hair was in a tangled braid, her eyes had an old, mature style yet a childish touch to it. Her dimples appeared as she patted my back gently.  “I’ll show you Rachel dear, follow me,” She took m...

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“Serve Warm” by Rin Smit

The smell roused me from my sleep, pulled me from the many sunken levels of my dreams. Same dream every time.  I saw up over the bed and rubbed my eyes. Sighed and looked over at the journal on the desk, the pen with a full amount of ink. Who was I kidding? I haven’t written anything since he died, not for myself, not anyone, so why would I write a letter to him, he who could not read my letter anymore, h...

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“Whisper of the Heart” by Maya W.

“No matter what discouraging times there are, I’ll never show my tears. Without heart, I’ll hurry and set myself free in order to get rid of memories. Country road, Even though this road continues to my hometown I just can’t go, I can’t go...farwell, country road.” Feng reached up towards the dusty wooden cabinet, the tips of her toes gently touching the matching wooden stool. The old stool had gone throu...

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“Cinnamon Coffee Cakes” by Nora K

“Madame Margaret’s gone absent?”Delicate shards of pale snowflakes daintily rested upon young Laurence’s thin eyelashes, fluttering softly amongst the delightfully crisp winter air, delicious and fresh. The honeycomb locks resting atop the young boy’s head were violently tossed to and fro in the sharp icy winds. His bare toes curled into the wooden planks of the Harrisburg Manor, shirt collar loose, buttons untied. His thin fingers went bright pink as they clasped over the golden knob of the doorway, trembling furiously ...

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“That Special Something” by Howard H

When I was six years old, I thought my Grandma would live forever. She was wise and full of life, and glowed with an inner energy. I could never imagine her being absent from my life or not being there to talk to. My mother left our family home when I was two years old and I barely remember anything about her. Grandma filled a mighty vacuum in my world and she taught me everything I know about living. She had no regrets, never spoke ill of anyone and was very forgiving. Grandma had a mischievous nature and a vivacious quality that I found...

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“For the love of baking!” by Splinter Magus

“That’s it,” Derakt said, storming into his house, “we’re killing the king!” He almost slammed the door into TooToo, who was following with quick, short steps, holding a second-place trophy. Derakt kicked off his shoes and sent them flying to the corner of the living room. TooToo did the same and left the trophy on the center table while Derakt marched through th...

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“The Other Side of the Door” by C. D.

The door to Diana’s room has been closed for days now. I sometimes hear tiptoeing on the wooden floors at night, the creak of the refrigerator door, the toilet’s flush. I might be lying on my bed, engrossed in a book, and hear the muted sounds of life, like a mouse rustling through the apartment.  “Hold on, Mom,” I’ll say, “I think I hear something.” And I listen to the little noises while my mother pou...

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“Final. ” by Yellow Lemon

"Cherry!" Em cried, barely hiding her excitement."Coming, Em," The raven haired replied, as she switched off the television."Guess what!" Em asked, wiggling her brows."Um... You found the best cupcake recipe? "Em shook her head."You took part in baking the biggest cookie ever? "Cherry couldn't guess what Em wanted to say; she was always full of surprises and mysteries."Come on, you tell me.""Nope. Guess." Em continued."Em, you better tell me right now, or I'm going back to Jam...

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“Cookie crumbles” by June Rogers

Cookie crumbles 1,675 words I wake to a hot morning—the kind we always get in July in East Texas—slip on my red and white gingham shorts, and head into the kitchen where my mother is making scrambled eggs, grits, and toast. The phone rings. It’s  Granddad. My mother goes silent. “I’ll be right over,” my mother says, “and I’ll bring Diana with me. She’ll cheer her up.” ...

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“"The Sugared Love"” by Aafia Hanya

The picture fell from the wall as her daughter slammed the door of the house, rushing towards her school bus. Sighing ruefully, she walked to the frame. Skipping over the glass shards, she picked up the broken portrait. She walked to the sofa and sat down, scanning the faces on the photo. The loving face of her mother, her eyes twinkling, looking up at her with a huge smile. Her father leaning on a chair, smiling at the ...

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