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Write a story about someone who can pause time or re-live old memories at will.

Posted in High School on Nov 1, 2022

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Unknown creatures

Submitted to Contest #32

Her thoughts are a strange ocean. One filled with transparency to those whe invade them. She just wanders through life with every friend by her side but some use her to their advantage. They would get jealous of her and maybe say a few bad words about her. A few in her books double, then triple, then quadruple and then fill up her strange ocean with strange fishes. Unknown creatures.She cowers from the blank canvas opposite her and in view. Inches away from the door, he stands penny picking every detail about her. The sunlight glows over fac...

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Dear Diary

Submitted to Contest #32

Dear Diary,                                                         Sept. 16, 2019I feel absolutely dreadful this morning. The hangover, I can handle. It is the arguing that I can’t get over. I’m not even sure that what happened constitutes as an argument....

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Lost in a Moment

Submitted to Contest #32

“Daddy,” Adaline’s voice came from upstairs, making Miles smile at the sound. “Daddy, I need help with my shoes.” “I’m coming princess,” Miles called up to her rising from sitting on the couch.  “Miles,” Kassie's voice came from the kitchen making his head turn as he walked to the bottom of the stairs. “Closed toe shoes today. We’re going hiking with Andrew after lunch.” “Yes Ma’am,” Miles jokingly bowed to her a smile lighting his face as he raced up the stairs.  Opening the bedroom door he found Adaline sprawled out on the floor....

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For Once, Please Listen to Your Annoying Sister-In-Law

Submitted to Contest #32

Only expensive fabric on a mannequin, but a blooming white flower on the woman you love. Her wedding dress cost half of last month’s salary. And she spun in it, creating ripples of white lace and sewn pearls like a daisy in the wind. And her smile. A smile from a feeling only that dress could generate. A smile I’ve only seen on our wedding day. A smile worth a thousand wedding dresses. A smile I miss. A smile I haven’t seen ever again. I haven’t seen any smile in a while, either. But, I don’t move past that day, past that moment. I just keep...

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An Eternal Spring

Submitted to Contest #32

 We met in Tokyo under the city lights. Everything about you intrigued me; even your silhouette was beautiful. You taught me the art of falling in love. Eventually you taught me the art of letting go. I still dream about you sometimes.  *** The cherry blossoms bloomed again this spring. Some days I go and sit beneath their branches, listening to them whisper in their native language about the past. They asked me about you. Remember those days when we were just children? How we used to chase the falling petals as they descended to t...

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Moments with You

Submitted to Contest #32

It was just as Presley remembered, but better. She was still here. “Pres, can you get the basket?” Ross asked her. He carried Kiora in his arms. “Yes. Yes, I can.” Presley took the basket filled with goodies out of the trunk and followed her husband and daughter to find a place on the beach. It was the first day of summer and they decided to celebrate by having a beach day. Kiora was so excited, she couldn’t sleep the night prior. But now, she was exhausted and slept on the way there. She was still asleep in her father’s arms. “I think ...

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In Time With Music.

Submitted to Contest #32

I travel through time in music.By music, with music, through music – whichever sounds most appropriate to you. That’s how I travel. You know how you hear a song, and it resonates with your heart and head so well that whenever you hear it, it takes you back to that moment in time. Well, that’s me – literally. I do go back to that moment in time and if I have the music with me, I can pause it and in so doing pause time for myself, only me.I figured this out when I was five.With how much I love music, it is no shocker that it is how I get by. I...

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Boxed In

Submitted to Contest #32

Amalia was running out of time. It was 8 pm and she knew she had to find the box before it was too late. Lately her memory had been failing her. She not only had been forgetting where her car keys were (although everybody does that occasionally), but she could not always remember the name of her favorite quilting shop. Then there was the fact that if she went for groceries, to pick up even just three items, often she could not remember the third, and sometimes even the second escaped her. She was afraid to go to the doctor, afraid she’d be t...

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OUT OF A CHILLY FOG

Submitted to Contest #32

              OUT OF A CHILLY FOG      The winter of 1976, in Hansleyville, Delaware, under the cover of a chilly fog, tall, brown-skinned Charles Whitney began a solitary stroll across his 250-acre of corn, barley, soybean and wheat fields.  No matter the season, even the cold weather nothing could deter him from his union with these surroundings, contemplating life in the presence of nature. About ten minutes into his excursion over his wasteland farm, Charles caught sight of...

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The Code Talker

Submitted to Contest #32

                                                           The Code Talker                             &nbs...

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The Gods of Destiny

Submitted to Contest #32

To err is human.If I go back in time, somewhat 38 years ago, I was twelve back then, and didn’t quite understood those words. When I asked her, I will tell you later about her, she replied, “Humans, like us, make errors, we aren’t perfect.” I was nervous to talk to her, because she was The girl, “So…who is?” “I don’t know,” she said, “Maybe nobody.”That night I didn’t slept, not because I had talked to her, finally. But because I was analyzing her words.“Not even Gods?” I asked her next day, in English period, just after the attend...

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We Are One with Everything

Submitted to Contest #32

I remember, she said, as he tucked her in. I remember what it was like to understand the animals.What was it like? he asked without missing a beat. He was doing his best to drown out the rising tide of guilt the Dark Ones were raining down on him. They whispered awful, terrible things: you are not worthy of her, how could you expect her to love you? Their voices were urgent and relentless.But he fought back, resisting the urge to cave to their onslaught. This is not me, he thought to himself. These are not my true thoughts. He focused on the...

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Once Again

Submitted to Contest #32

Once again, summer is here. It was about 1pm and the sun was out, beaming at her prime time. I was tending to the beehives in the backyard, while the new edition to the family; Mina, a little Shetland collie was doing the usual and running around the fence, as if it was her own little Kentucky derby. My mom, aunt, and grandma were preparing a Koreans summer delight, Korean noodle dish; nam nyum. It was also one of my grandpa’s favorite dish, it has thin buckwheat noodles, in a cold chilled broth, along with thin sliced Korean cucumbers ferme...

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The Price She Pays

Submitted to Contest #32

She was very well aware of the price she would pay. She was selfish in all reality, she had two beautiful children and a husband who loved her. But it was worth it. To smell him again, taste his mouth, feel him in every sense of the word. To be so unequivocally herself again, the pureness of it all. Hannah knew that every time she said the words that she was shortening her life by a day, and how do you know how long your life actually spans? Another ten minutes? Ten years? Twenty? Would she be a centennial? Or was she robbing her children of...

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In Pursuit of Freedom

Submitted to Contest #32

Hues of purple and gold danced across his vision, melting across the bar. He found it fittingly majestic. Warming candlelight reflected off of oak wood, casting a pool of amber-like an apprehensive spotlight. He glanced around. Hands found their way nervously to his hair. He flinched at the metallic taste of blood as he chewed his lip restlessly. Leg bouncing. Stool wobbling. Eyes, flicking back and forth like a cornered animal. Frantic thoughts jostled around his mind, all screaming over one another, voices interweaving and collectively dro...

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