"Come with us,” two burly men in gray suits say, grabbing you by the arm and handcuffing you. “You know what you did.” But you have no idea.

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Do you want me to tell you a story about a girl who was captured? I bet your first thought was that she was chained or locked in some room, but no, she was trapped inside of her own mind.She was standing still. The blood was pounding in her ears so that every sound around her was muffled. She was barefoot; she could feel gooey and tick pound of liquid beneath her feet. A sound...

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“Thou who seeks pie” by Samantha Davis

"Come with us", two burly men in grey suits say, grabbing you painfully by the arm and handcuffing you. "You know what you did." But you have no idea. "What did I do?" you ask the men, the question only to be followed by silence. Finally, the one with the swollen black eye answers "You know." Then he motioned in the direction of the Apple pie you had just made. "It is illegal to own, sell, or use sugar outside of the white house." It was true, you thought. You had forgotten the sudden shortage of sugar. "Oh, no" you thought and quickly an...

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“The Mail Doesn't Come on Sundays” by Alby Carter

My sister's alarm clock was abnormally loud. Every day at 6:00 a.m. she woke us both up with a never-ending loop of Michael Jackson songs. Even worse, she always 'forgot' to turn it off when she left, leaving me to march down to her apartment and unplug it, lest my eardrums burst. Her apartment was below mine, but our walls were thin and her phone's volume was always turned to the highest point possible. I’d like to say ...

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“Fall into the Bottle Bank ” by Rhondalise Mitza

I stepped back into the light, tilting my head this way and that to get a better look at Victoria. She had just floated down the stairs of her house and was wearing a long silver dress, one that dragged to the carpet and made me dizzy in the best way. Good thing I was alive to see it. See, I missed last year's prom due to being, like, dead and all that stuff. Victoria being the considerate girlfriend she is...

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“Are You Ready?” by BRoOkE HAs A COwBoY HAt

"Come with us." Two burly men in gray suits grab you by the arm and handcuff you. "You know what you did." But you have no idea. They shove you into the backseat of a black car with tinted windows. So tinted that you can't see out of them. Your heart is racing, and your palms are sweating. The handcuffs are digging into your wrists, and you are biting your tongue to prevent the urge to shout out. You don't ...

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“Isolation Therapy” by Jonathan Blaauw

Less than 30 seconds. That was all it took to change Dr. Amanda Robertson’s life forever. One moment of madness during a Morning Live interview wiped out 15 years of ceaseless toil that had seen her rise to the top of her chosen field. Now it was all gone; her professional reputation was destroyed and her career was over. Rome wasn’t built in a day, but it burned in one. That old adage had taken on stark relevance for Amanda in the days following her spectacular on-screen meltdown. It summed...

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“soul thief” by Eden Conner

Dear Journal, The men in gray suits are coming. They always have been. Coming to collect those of us who have sinned against society. Trust me, we are the baseball cards that fit oh so perfectly into their greedy, child like hands. Their explanations for collection are about as nonexistent as the money in my family's pocket. Dad's hands are cracked and filled with oil and d...

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“Our Woman - Not Quite - in Caracas” by Kristin Neubauer

I should be afraid. I’m afraid of spiders scurrying across the floor. I’m afraid of leaving the oven on in my apartment. I’m afraid of being pushed on stage during Karaoke Night. Certainly I should be afraid of these camouflage-clad Venezuelan soldiers shouting at me. But I’m not afraid. I’m just mad. Well, that’s dumb, you may be thinking. Yeah, you’re right. It is dumb. Everything about this day has been du...

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“The Lionheart Concord” by Leya Newi

"Come with us," two burly men in gray suits say, grabbing me by the arm and handcuffing me. "You know what you did." But I have absolutely no idea. I think I’m a pretty decent person. I try not to break the law, I volunteer at animal shelters, soup kitchens, etc., etc. I haven’t dropped out of school. I’m unfortunately not dating anyone. I’m nice to my sisters, mostly. I always meet my deadlines. And I definite...

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“I've got no idea” by Nirosha P

I live alone in a huge house that feels bare and eerie in the night. But I still stay, I don’t want to move. I suppose I have to tell you why now. My mum died giving birth to me. My dad was so grieved that he ( to say it politely) killed himself a week later. Yeah, my dad left this world and wouldn’t even stay alive for his daughter. So obviously, I was put into foster care. To summarise it, that place was rubbish. Moving on. I had sworn to myself I would buy this house as soon as I could...

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“Suits Your Taste” by Rayhan Hidayat

"Come with us,” two burly men in gray suits say, grabbing you by the arm and handcuffing you. “You know what you did.”But you have no idea.In fact, this staggering absence of an idea is so profound that your bound hands continue to clutch the Sainsbury’s carrier bag. They’re bound in front, not behind, thank goodness. At this point, you are quite certain that you will make the walk home at quarter past eleven in the unnerving stillness that is the sub...

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“Good Enough” by Kathleen March

"Come with us,” two burly men in gray suits say, grabbing me by the arm and handcuffing me. “You know what you did.” I have no idea at all what I’ve done, believe me. I don’t even know any burly men except for the ones I’ve seen in B movies. And I’ve certainly never been handcuffed. Any of my little missteps as a child were completely innocent and none would ever classify as crimes.Of course I have no idea. I’m going to repeat that in case you missed it the first time. I have not done anything wron...

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“Fiction Vs Reality” by Sayani Sarkar

Sitting on a wooden bench in front of a deli, you’re ravishing a tuna sandwich with extra mustard. It’s a busy Friday evening and the deli is swarming with people.It’s your first night out in a month. The last few weeks have been hazy for you. You haven’t taken a bath in forever, nor have you eaten properly in days. This happens every time you start off with a new project. But work is self-satisfying. You willingly let yourself get pulled into an alternate universe. A universe where everything is in your control and you’...

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“Where was I?” by San T.

My head throbbed and ached and felt fuzzy. I clambered up from the bed. Balancing myself, I found that I had gone off to bed fully dressed – with suit and tie and everything. I could not remember why. Did I drink a lot last night? Probably. Where was I last night? How did I reach home? A thousand questions rang in my head. But I could not remember anything at all. My eyesight seemed blurry, and I found that I had a bandage on my head. So, I had hurt myself too last night. Hell of a hangover!I felt the walls with my fingers and reac...

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"Come with us,” two burly men in gray suits say, grabbing you by the arm and handcuffing you. “You know what you did.” But you have no idea.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 112 stories

“Just Same Old, Same Old (-Not)” by ᗩᗴᖇIᑎ ᖇᗴᗷᗴᑕᑕᗩ ✨🌈

“Lilith” by Nancy Drayce

“Thou who seeks pie” by Samantha Davis

“The Mail Doesn't Come on Sundays” by Alby Carter

“Fall into the Bottle Bank ” by Rhondalise Mitza

“Are You Ready?” by BRoOkE HAs A COwBoY HAt

“Isolation Therapy” by Jonathan Blaauw

“soul thief” by Eden Conner

“Our Woman - Not Quite - in Caracas” by Kristin Neubauer

“The Lionheart Concord” by Leya Newi

“I've got no idea” by Nirosha P

“Suits Your Taste” by Rayhan Hidayat

“Good Enough” by Kathleen March

“Fiction Vs Reality” by Sayani Sarkar

“Where was I?” by San T.

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Every year, one person is sent to the moon. This year, though you hid in terror, it is your turn to enter the rocket.

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