Write a story about an average day turned upside down by an unexpected visitor.
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“Dead Fish Walking” by Natalie Strawbridge
Gregory never expected his goldfish to come back from the dead.It had been a perfectly normal Wednesday, except that when Gregory went to feed his fish that morning, he was belly up, bobbing near the top of his tank, and obviously not hungry.The fish was named Bubba, and Gregory had acquired him in the way that most children become the owner of a goldfish: by winning a game at the school fair. Unlike all those other, weaker goldfish, Bubba lived to the age of 3, much to Gregory’s delight and his parents’ chagrin.<...
“The Crying Sky” by Roxie ...
It was a cold, solemn, bitter day. Well only for most people as Racheal sat there, on the damp, wooden bench. The sky was grey with grief as it seemingly cried into the downpour of rain. Her long brown locks were dripping with the icy tears of the sky as she bitterly cried. Lonely. This was what she was, as all her dreams were no longer anywhere in view. She couldn’t picture herself with a future, just like everyone else. No way out, no last chance, it was all blown to smithereens. Her whole body ached, her would painful...
“The Woman Who Knew My Name” by Whitney Trang
“Mom!” Arella cried out. Arella’s mother opened the door to her room. “Everything okay?” Arella’s mother sat on her bed. “It’s the nightmare.” Arella reached out to her mother who scooted closer to her. “That same nasty one?” Her mother wrapped her arms around Arella’s tiny frame. “Yes.” Arella buried her face in her mother’s chest. “But this time, you were the monster. Another lady saved me and she called me a weird nam...
“Visiter” by Mary Donahue
There once was a little girl named Sophia. When she turned three out of no where her father left her and her mother and never came back. At the time Sophia was too young to understand. Ten years later it was Sophia’s thirteenth birthday and she had big party with about 20 of her friends. They were having a blast when suddenly they all heard a knock at the door. Sophia went to go check who was at the door. When she opened the door there stood a man with brown hair and light blue eyes just like Sophia. Soph...
“New Beginnings” by Writers Block
Fog billowed over Lake Pontchartrain, which made it difficult for Jason Schriever to see as he steered his boat towards the dock. He took a morning boat ride over to a small island before the day became too unbearable. Jason slows the motor as he approaches the shore. The small island served as a wildlife refuge for indigenous animals and plants. He climbed out over the side of his boat, and ventured over to a live oak tree with Spanish moss dripping down from its limbs. This particular tree was also home to several bird nests. Jason look...
“Red Irises ” by Sandeep T
Knock.Father returned home around midnight. Unexpected time of the year. My breathing is irregular now, heart pumping out of my chest. I'm in my perfect senses yet I can't help it.He's been dead for 12 years. I hear a knock. He keeps on knocking in a rhythm. I don't want to open the door. He looks at me taking his straw hat off, pulling his corduroy overalls tightening them. Red irises of his shining. A vacant expression on his face. Father never misses Eid. He comes along with the crescent moon. I'd be...
“Mr. Fixit” by David Dicaire
Mr. Fixit It was a blue Sunday at the Marin’s. The grandfather clock chimed nine bells and not a creature was stirring. Marilyn awoke and was pouring rain and cold and windy. She looked depressed. She made her way down to the kitchen. Once there, she started the coffee maker and looked over the large board that listed all of the spring cleaning chores on the agenda for the day. The deal was that if it was sunny there were going out on a family pi...
“The Riders” by Arthur Tiberio
On a humble street in the less interesting regions of Ans, Herbert Uen looked cautiously over the counter of his shop to observe a most curious clientele. They had congregated near the far wall, where the only decor of interest was a mural of a goldfish, and there were enough of them now massed that Herbert was beginning to suspect trouble. As the owner of a rescue center for the neighborhood strays, he wasn't the most accustomed to this sort of thing, but he'd read a few stories in the newspaper, so slid out from behind the counter with ...
“Tell It Like It Is ” by Joshua Hopper
Maria nursed her fourth shot of vodka in her hands. As the warm sting surged down her throat, she marveled at her capacity to destroy anything that was good in her pathetic life. She slammed the shot glass down on the counter. “Another,” she commanded without eye contact. The bartender shot a slightly irritated look in her direction and returned with another shot, which she downed thanklessly once it was within reach. The burn from the vodka was starting to die down. Drinking now longer caused pain, but was filling her with relief. The go...
“New Life” by Ivy Moonlit
It was 5 am, my alarm had yet to go off and I was groggy but I managed to get out of bed to answer the knock on the door. I was tempted to ignore it, nobody should be knocking at my door at this hour, anyone who knows me knows that, I figured it might be something important, or someone I could just send away and go back to sleep. I opened the door, unaware of my tangled bedhead and morning breath. “Hello?” I asked as I opened the door. “I need your help.” The voice chuckled an all to memorable laugh. “Mateo?” I tried to flatten my messy ...
“ Sìthiche's Lesson” by Kristine Murdock
Away in a town, a bright, sunshiny town in the highlands of Scotland, with little rivers and brooks, there lived two little girls. One girl was called Elaine for her golden curly-top and bright laugh. The other was called Ahearn for her love watching the horses ride across the dewy fields in the morning. Ahearn had flowing hair that shone red in the sun when it blazed down upon their village. Her voice was soft, but not high, and her eye did not smile lest it be upon the leader of the herd. For what she wanted most in the world was to ri...
“Our Grounding, Your Fall” by Iona Cottle
The doorbell rang, just about breaking through the noise of my Playstation. I looked up for an instant, trying to remember if Mum had mentioned anyone coming over. Maybe someone had dropped in as they were going past. Mrs Baker liked doing that, as did Gran."Aw man..." If it was Gran I'd have to stop playing video games. She'd always go on about how it 'rotted my brain' and 'made me violent'. Whatever. They teach better skills than knitting does anyhow. I mean, when am I ever gonna need to knit? That's what shops are for...
“AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR.” by P. Jean
Last summer, my mother got very angry with me for insisting something had happened that she said was just plain “impossible” and I should grow up and quit telling white lies! Wow! It was terrible! She was more than annoyed, she was angry! I guess, maybe because I kept insisting it was the truth!It had been one of those really sticky, hot and humid summer days and I had finished my chores and it was just too hot to go looking for something to do. I sat on the back ...
“That's What You Get” by Magnet Marsdaughter
It was not a dark and stormy night. It was, in fact, a light and peaceful day. Everyone in our perfectly normal family was doing perfectly normal things when an unexpected visitor arrived. I looked up from my addition busywork as the doorbell rang. The shrieks and giggles of Lennie echoed from the bathroom, accompanied by splashing and Mommy whooping and chiding as she tried to get the water on him and not the bathroom rug. “Mommy!” I shouted. Silence. Actually noise - splashing and yelling - but silence in respect...
“Aunty Hestry comes to visit” by David Drew
“Mom, I don't want her to stay with us!” grumbled seven-year-old Huon as he toyed with his tuna sandwich.“Yeah, Mom,” added his older brother, “the house smelled for weeks of that oil of indication!”“It’s oil of embrocation, sweetheart,” replied Mrs Dawson. “And you’ve never even met Aunty Hestry. It’s Aunty Agatha you’re thinking of.”“Two more different people you could not imagine,” mumbled Mr Dawson, talking with his mouth full, "And the smell of Aunty Hestry’s oil is ...
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