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Write a story that mixes everyday situations with surreal surroundings.

Posted in High School on Nov 1, 2022

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Don't Drink The Stars

Winner of Contest #7 🏆

The sky was dripping again. The grass was blue with it. Mr. Thomson was screaming about his car getting stained. Now, he would have to paint it again. Or he could wait until a good sunset dripped.  The Junbergs were sitting on their porch, drinking a bottled 4:30 am August sunrise. They insisted that only 4 am sunrises were proper quality. 5 am was too bitter. And 6 am wasn’t worth speaking of. Since they were some of the few willing to wake up at that time, it was no wonder that they made the goo...

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Annoying Homework

Submitted to Contest #7

Leigh Alvarado startled awake, her dog Willow jumping all over her. The mechanical dog stood stiffly and the robotic voice said, “Homework due today. English essay, five paragraphs. Two more paragraphs must be finished.” Leigh groaned I frustration. She had totally forgotten to do her homework. She twisted in her bed to strap herself down and flipped the gravity switch. Leigh grabbed her homework off the ceiling, and pressed the purple button on her bed. It zoomed to the kitchen, where Leigh slowly lowered herself into her electronic le...

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Dreaming Reality

Submitted to Contest #7

Greg and his family are at an ice-cream place. Mary, Greg's daughter, and his eldest child, is the first one to order, "I'll have a chicken-flavored potato chip and roasted pig combo please.""Alright," the waitress replies, "what about you?", she asks Nick, Greg's son."I'll have a...", he thinks about it, "a...""He'll have a pickle and pineapple duo. It's his favorite." says Nita, Greg's wife."And what about you, mam?""Are you out of worm-flavor?" Nita asks."No." the waitress replies"Okay, I'll have that," she says, "Oh, and one more thing.....

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My Afterlife

Submitted to Contest #7

You would think that after a lifetime of working hard that I would finally get a chance to rest once I'm dead. Well things don't always go as expected. Like my life or I should say my past life. I didn't expect to die at 34 alone in my office from a damn heart attack. I was healthy enough to you know live a little longer at least. But now I'm stuck here in what they call "limbo" giving therapy sessions to restless souls so that they may have the chance to move on or go into the light. I was told that by doing this I will learn the reason of ...

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The Sword of Mord Thal

Submitted to Contest #7

Yolric rested his chin on his hand and heaved a bored sigh. The elf’s shop had been empty all morning save for his dwarven assistant, Patsy, who was painstakingly cleaning the floors. On one side of the shop were shelves lined with spellbooks, on the other an assortment of jars which glowed various colors. The middle of the shop contained tables filled with vials of multiple shapes and sizes. Many had signs in front of them that read things like “Powerful Love Potion, Use Sparingly” and “Very Deadly! Ask for Assistance.” Under the counter on...

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The Blue Moon Café

Submitted to Contest #7

The clock spun counterclockwise. A steady tick, tick, tick, counting back from 10. 9. 8-.It made more sense to be counting down than to be counting forward. After all, time, Amber thought, always seemed to be running out. It was 6 am when Amber got the text. It took her a minute to convince herself to look at her phone screen, another to recognize the unsaved number staring back at her, and one more after that to respond. “I’m coming home.”Is what the message said. It was hard to answer because Amber wasn’t sure this place cou...

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Star Warrior

Submitted to Contest #7

Dear, Harry (Little Bro).I’m about to head out on what might be my last mission. So the Commanders say, anyway. Not because my job is nearly done, but this one, they reckon, is more dangerous than all the previous missions combined.Too many unknowns: Unusually long hypersleep, an uncharted sector, limited intel on the enemy.They’ve suggested I should write my story down before I go. Something for you to read when you’re old enough.I haven’t got long, so I’ll keep it brief. Here goes:My name is Jack (Big Bro). 12 years old. Star Warrior.Mum j...

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It's the Little Things

Submitted to Contest #7

IT’S THE LITTLE THINGSThree things occurred to Dina, in exactly this order, as she was vacuuming the lounge. It was lucky that she’d spotted the earring before she sucked it up in the Hoover (not because it was an expensive earring, but because it might have damaged the Hoover) - it was also lucky she had spotted it because although cheap, it was pretty, and she wouldn’t have liked to break up the pair. Oh – and the third thing? She was wearing the earrings in question, little artificial pearls, and there was one in each ...

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Mirror, Mirror

Submitted to Contest #7

Sasha woke up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. There was sunlight filtering into the room already, and she knew she had overslept."Damnit," she grumbled, hauling herself up from the bed and attempting to pull an undershirt over her head and a brush through her hair at the same time. She failed in both endeavors.Before Sasha was a mirror; she stopped and looked into it wearily, and forced herself to breathe. From the mirror her face looked back at her, but it was not hers. Not really."You should have set an alarm," her reflection chastised...

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I Forgot to Live.

Submitted to Contest #7

I Forgot to Live.     The refreshing euphoric feeling washed in and out of my mind with calm tidal waves consisting of the beautiful blue and white highlights in a distinctive alignment. I took in the view of the rolling hills enhancing the distances and lush green manicured grasses aligning with the ponds. The birds flew together in perfect harmony, their black and fading gray colored wings blanketing the bright blue sky. Multi-color winged butterflies danced like fairies decorating the tall oaks with their beauty and gr...

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The Spoon

Submitted to Contest #7

The golden spoon of Ms. Hampshire was well known, in these parts, as a trinket of inestimable family value. It had been many decades since it had seen any practical application, but it was said that Baron Vindelin Hampshire, he of incredible antiquity and near-mythological achievement, had once proffered the utensil to the then King of England himself. She kept the spoon under lock and key, in a far-removed basement chamber of the house, and her esteem could survive this thanks to the efforts of a great-grandmother who had been on good terms...

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Traitors Of The Sea

Submitted to Contest #7

Xylon was walking down the streets of the market thinking to himself  I wonder what Dakota needs today. While walking down the street, he felt himself bump into something hard, breaking him out of his thoughts. He looked down before him and saw there was a guy kneeling at his feet trying to gather stuff he dropped.     Sparrow was looking at fruit to buy while thinking about prices and how much he could spend someone bumped into him making him drop all of the stuff in his hand. He sighed exasperatedly as he knee...

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InterCorpT

Submitted to Contest #7

Jiing. Jiing. Jiing. This little unreal noise seems to begin from far away, but it comes to closer every second. I try to leave the arms of Morpheus, driven by the shrill cry of my alarm. I try to crush the imposing button, I miss it, the day starts well (-1). Quick rise, opening shutters, contemplation of the green wall of the building opposite, I'm still in the housing area for low middle class. I look up at the sky, always gray, bad luck. The morning routine begins, a coffee, a shower, I put on my clothes and I'm ready to fight with the w...

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The Elf's Breakfast

Submitted to Contest #7

The warm, cozy kitchen was like any other found in every small cottage resting in any forest, thick and teeming of life and magic. Just as in any enchanted woodland, there were deer who would help you build your barn and birds who hang your laundry up to dry in the sweet summer breeze. Much like in the world that you surely grew up in, this forest was on the edge of a brightly shining kingdom, reigned over by two benevolent rulers: a king and a queen who were very much in love with a princess at their side, lovely and sweet as the summer day...

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Lack Of Context

Submitted to Contest #7

I never honestly prayed before, but I always had this small belief that someone existed up there, someone who controlled us or at least could control us; that thought lead me to have my first conversation with GOD. I mean I did all the talking, I wouldn't know if he responded.    Anirudh texted me after a week. I'm surprised how he texts me even after I repeatedly ignore him. I mean.....I love him, I want to talk to him, I want to meet him, and I probably can but I choose not to because 12th grade is really crucial...

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