Write a short story about a person who goes to bed on Valentine's Day and wakes up in 1920.

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“Emma's Wish” by Constance Ruth Clark

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Her nose was cold. Frowning, Emma snuggled further under her bed covers and tried to recapture the fleeting remnants of her dream. Who was the man she had been with? Why did the bed feel empty? Not like there should have been anyone in bed with her. Her worthless ex had run off with his co-worker 6 months ago. Spineless dick that he was, he had left her to cover the rent and all their bills. She hadn’t been laid since, so of course the bed would be empty. Still, the dream had seemed so real. A sharp knock startled her and her eye...

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“The Nineteen-Twenty Essay” by Katharine Johns

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Sophie A. Westin could not believe she was grounded over New Year's. This was a consequence of potentially failing her English class. Now she had to spend the evening writing an essay while her friends celebrated. The assignment was given ahead of a unit studying turn-of-the-century stories like The Secret Garden, The Metamorphosis, and Ethan Frome. So its topic was to discuss what life was like one hundred years ago. "As if Shakespeare and Pride and Prejudice weren't far enough in history." Sophie sneered at the th...

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“A New Beginning ” by Morgan Douglas

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Candice Everglades spent New Year’s Eve partying hard and dancing all night with her friends at her glamorous downtown Los Angeles loft. It had been a long year of her struggling to make a break into the entertainment industry. She was the well-endowed daughter of Robert Everglades, the Oscar winning actor. Growing up so close to Hollywood, all she wanted to do was be apart of it. With 2020 coming, she had yet to land a leading role. She spent New Year’s Eve drinking as much champagne as she could and tried to dance away the sinking feeling ...

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“From Past to Eternity” by Natasha Arnold

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Death had a name and it was Grace. Death was a bright blonde girl and was adorned in a blue dress. She paid Clarence visits frequently, but rather than whisk him away, she would sit at the end of Clarence’s bed, smiling gently as Clarence’s dying breath gasped underneath his oxygen mask. Clarence could see her from the corner of his eye, but whenever he would spare a glance, Grace was gone. But it was only time when the two would lock eyes and Clarence would be no more. It was New Years Eve. Much to Clarence’s heartbreak, Grace h...

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“Birds Eye View of the Roaring Twenties” by Sue Marsh

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A Birds Eye View of the Roaring Twenties &n...

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“New Years 1920” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

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There is a vortex of sorts or at least that’s what I’ve been told. I am a rational man, always thinking before jumping to conclusions and using sound judgment before letting my emotions wash me away. Time, like me, moves in a linear direction, from past to now to the future, there are no replays, no going back in the past to redo or fix an omission. There is no dress rehearsal or retakes or do overs. I have had some relationships that I wished had ended differently than they did, but I refuse to live with regret or that mo...

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“Axiom the Third” by Arthur Tiberio

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Time, as the magister of Manchuria had written long, long ago, had a tendency to pick favorites. By which was meant, in the primordial pecking order of various realities, it was actually quite rare to find one in which Time presented itself with any sort of self-respect. For every universe in which He was the sort to show up at steakhouses in a pinstripe vest, and talk amiably with His disciples over a glass of Chardonnay and perhaps a nice soup, there are at least a thousand in which He is the type to drive by that same steakhouse at one in...

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“Zelda” by Grace Cooper

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Cassie could feel her legs sticking to the seat’s plasticy cover. She drummed her fingers against the keyboard and exhaled, “hmmmm”. Stupid research papers. Stupid her for choosing something on a whim. Stupid her for waiting until the last minute. She stretched back against her chair and yawned. Books and papers were scattered around the glowing white screen of her laptop, spilling off of her desk onto her bed and the floor. She unstuck her legs one at a time from the bottom of the chair and got up. She wandered over to her bed and lif...

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“Count your blessings” by Sam Kirk

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“Timothy?” – said the last phone message on Tim’s phone.The text message was from his ex-girlfriend – Lola. They broke up just days before New Year’s Eve.“Many couples will not survive the Christmas/ New Year’s break” – said an article Tim read just last month.“We’ll be just fine” - he smirked.But they were not fine. Things were already cooling off between them before Thanksgiving. Lola went back to Nebraska to see her family, and Timothy remained in town where his sister and her family lived.After not seeing each other for almost a week, th...

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“It was like I had met you a long time ago.” by John Steckley

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It was like I had met you a long time ago My dad and I were always close. He put himself through a lot of grief being my father. I am not much of a rule-follower. He had to bail me out of trouble a good number of times – at church, at school, and even once with the police. During the last named experience, When I asked him, somewhat sarcastically, why he did all this for me, he gave an answer both strange and beautiful. He said, “When you were a baby, and I held you in my arms for the first time, it was like I had me...

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“Repetition Of The Century” by Haaken Bailey

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10...Henry was not much into the spirit of the New Year's Eve celebration. He did not see any real point to the holiday.9...Sure, he knew how much of a big deal this New Year was; The end of a decade and the beginning of a new.8...But to Henry, the upcoming 2020 was just another year and that tomorrow, January 1, 2020, was just going to be another holiday.7...One last day before he inevitably has to go back to his day job as an algorithm coder at some tech firm.6...Henry pulls out his phone. It is 10:30 PM.5...Henry sets his phone at its cha...

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“Death in the New Year” by G. Miller

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Death in the New YearG. MillerWord count: 1135The mountain air blew cold, gusting and cutting like a knife, colder tonight then Private Aguilar (“Agui”) Morales remembered and tonight he had been assigned to security detail outside the Governor's Palace. Morales was pissed; tonight was New Years Eve and the town would be aflame in fireworks, music, dancing and heavy drinking. A night when parents were too busy celebrating to take mush notice of what their daughters were doing or who they did it with. Morales had plans involving the daughter ...

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“Those Years that End with a Nought” by Deborah Mercer

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Matilda Blythe always swore, even to herself, that she really wasn’t that interested in whether she might soon be the country’s oldest person or not. Of course she knew it wasn’t entirely true, but it didn’t matter to her as much as looking forward to seeing her great-great grandchildren did, or as much as thanking the God she still believed in, though He had tried her patience at times, that she still had her wits about her and family and friends who cared for her. She did know that, in defiance of the norm, Britain’s oldest peopl...

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“Borne Back Ceaselessly” by Chester Sakamoto

Submitted to Contest #22

The streets of Manhattan are deserted, though that's because most people are concentrated in or around Times Square tonight. It's New Year's Eve yet again and, yet again, I find myself with nowhere to go. Truth be told, the holiday's done little to excite me since what few friends I have have all moved away. Now, it's just like any other night to me, which is sad because I used to enjoy it. The camaraderie, the togetherness, counting down the final seconds ...

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“The Good Old Days” by Annony Mous

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2019 was ending with a bang. An overcrowded party, a DJ, and lots of drinks was a good enough finish for Zane. Yeah, he wanted to stay and see the ball drop, but he was tired. After thanking his host, he drove home, barely managing to stay awake. In his own bed, it wasn't hard to fall asleep.Zane squinted in the bright sunlight pouring through the window. He gazed up at the smooth white ceiling, picking out all the niches and scratches. 2020. This was a big year for him. He was hoping to get promoted, maybe married, and buy a house in LA. Za...

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Write a short story about a person who goes to bed on Valentine's Day and wakes up in 1920.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 41 stories

“Emma's Wish” by Constance Ruth Clark

“The Nineteen-Twenty Essay” by Katharine Johns

“A New Beginning ” by Morgan Douglas

“From Past to Eternity” by Natasha Arnold

“Birds Eye View of the Roaring Twenties” by Sue Marsh

“New Years 1920” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

“Axiom the Third” by Arthur Tiberio

“Zelda” by Grace Cooper

“Count your blessings” by Sam Kirk

“It was like I had met you a long time ago.” by John Steckley

“Repetition Of The Century” by Haaken Bailey

“Death in the New Year” by G. Miller

“Those Years that End with a Nought” by Deborah Mercer

“Borne Back Ceaselessly” by Chester Sakamoto

“The Good Old Days” by Annony Mous

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Write a short story about someone who does not spend December 31st celebrating New Year's Eve.

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