Write a story that ends with one character waiting for the arrival of another.
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“The Hope in Our Stars” by Kelechi Nwokoma
The first time I see one of them on another of my hunting trips, she’s looking up at the stars. I’m confused as to what a pretty girl like her is doing in the woods in the dead of night, alone.“Where do you come from?” I ask her. She says nothing. “Where are you going?” Nothing. I shift uneasily on my feet and Dog gets restless as we stand there aimlessly. “Do you need help?” No reply. I sigh in frustration and I’m about to leave her where Dog and I found her when I notice a teardrop making its path down her cheek, stopp...
“Unfriendly waiting” by Sadia Faisal
Best friends are things you come by only once in your lifetime... Or are they? I've had a lot of "best friends" during my life and I don't think I'm still friends with any of them. They have all ended for the normal reasons; growing up, moving on, changes. One of my friends, though, that is a different story.It all started after we graduated high school. I was just finding out that I was unable to go to a writing college in New York due to how expensive it was and since my family was just my mother, my sister, and I on a very low i...
“Sarang” by Rhondalise Mitza
My footsteps slow as I reach the end of the hall. I know you’re there. I can hear you breathing every so softly. I stop in front of your door and reach for the knob, but I don’t pull it open quite yet. I’m waiting for you to sense me and say, “Come in, I’ve been waiting for you.” I’m waiting to hear your wonderful voice, clear as a bell and also wavering in and out of existence. When I’ve waited for over five minutes and still haven’t heard you say anything, I push the door op...
“Prom” by BRoOkE HAs A COwBoY HAt
I woke up to my alarm beeping and threw my arm over to my nightstand to turn it off. But it wasn't wear it normally was. I shook my head, got up, and started looking around the room. Finally, I found it in my closet, next to a dress. But not just any dress, my prom dress for the coming night. That night was prom. I was so excited because it was my very first prom, and I was going with the guy that I'd had a crush on since kindergarten. His name was Ryder, Ryder King. It was always funny when our teachers did attendance, because th...
“Diamond Necklace” by Holly Pierce
Ida and I were walking along the beach and I saw a beautiful purple shell. I quickly picked it up before the waves took it. My father always used to give me shells... “Whoa, this is so pretty!” I said. Ida had also found a beautiful shell, and hers was light blue. “Let’s keep looking around,” Ida said. I wanted to go look for my father, but I humored Ida. We waded in the water every so often, picking up shells here and there. Something shone in the sunlight, and I stooped to retrieve it. I grasped a small charm and pull...
“Wish You Were Here.” by Avery Mason 🍍😇🤩
Daniella scratched her mosquito bite, groaning in satisfaction as the itch reduced. She then rubbed her rug burn, which she had gotten the previous day. Daniella tapped her foot to the rhythm of the clock. She heard the doorbell ring, and she shot to the door. She saw her best friend Caleb. Daniella smiled and hugged him.“Hey, hey! How far are we running today?” Daniella pretended to think.“How about ten miles.” Caleb groaned.“That’s way too short....
“Where are you, John?” by Chris NL
JohnWind brushes my face as I let in the warm end-summer breeze pass me by. I’ve always loved driving. There’s both a sense of rush and calmness that goes with it. Always has. A sense of control yet freedom to go wherever you want, whenever you want. I hang my arm on the open driver side window and tap my cigarette on the metal frame before lighting it up. Ring.
“Any moment now” by Manel Tairi
I have to go in. I drove passed the house three times this week without gathering the courage to step out of the car. But today, I have to go in. My sweaty hands cling tightly to the wheel and a few tears are adding up in the corners of my eyes. I decided to start slowly. Baby steps, as they call it. First step, I just walk around the house. Second step, I’ll gather their stuff, my stuff now. Third step, I store it all in my apartment. Last step, I … I shouldn’t think about ...
“Buddies Unite” by Corey Melin
Little Adam was very excited as he stepped out the front door. Of course, you don’t call him little Adam to his face, but many still do to this day. What do you expect when you are five foot and three inches? At this time, Adam could careless of what bullies called him for he is about to go across town to meet his buddy, Jerry, who he hasn’t seen in quite awhile. “I had some fun times with Jerry,” he said to himself. “He treated me with ki...
“Vanishing Snow” by Kate Ulrich
The day of Christmas Eve I had planned on sleeping in. Stella was spending the morning at her grandparents’ house so I could get a brief rest before cooking Christmas dinner for the family, and so I had nothing keeping me busy until noon. At least, that’s what I expected. At precisely seven o’clock, when my alarm would usually have gone off, the doorbell rang. I groaned and muttered into my pillow. Probably it was just a last-minute gift being delivered, but at seven? I pulled on my robe and shuffled to the door. I...
“Silver Hollow” by Lourdes Cruz
"I'm so bored!" A rambunctious ten-year-old boy yelled to his older sister. Her emerald eyes shone anxiously as she looked around, trying her best to silence the dark-haired boy. "Shhh! Be careful! You don't want to attract any monsters, do you?" The young boy groaned loudly once more, repeating the phrase "But I'm bored!" for about the hundredth time. "You know we have to stay put! We can't get caught!" She whisper-yelled, bringing her thin finger to her lips.The young boy simply sighed and said, "You're right. But we ...
“Ananya's Perfume” by Phoebe Barr
I’m dying. I’ve been aware of it for a while, of course, in an abstract sort of way. The weight dropping off my body, the fatigue settling into my bones, the feeling like all the power and strength I’ve accrued in ninety-six years is slowly seeping out of me. I’ve known since the chemo stopped that I won’t leave this year alive. But I’m feeling it now in a different way. Death as something concrete, as something personal, has crept up upon me. Now I know it in some deep cavity below my wisping lungs. Ananya, ...
“Trampoline” by C. Jay Loren
It’s amazing how such small, insignificant things can be the exact opposite. In my parents’ backyard, my old childhood trampoline sits there in the overgrown grass, its glory days long behind it. Rust has claimed most of it now, the sun has bleached it and the woven threads have frayed and come unwound, creating sagging holes.I stand there, looking at it. My parents have decided to get rid of it. No-one uses it anymore, and it’s beyond repair. I tried once to fix it, maybe pass it down to my future kids, or the grandc...
“Hollow Winds” by Iris Koga
Min woke to the wind whistling through the cracks of the window panes and shuddered under the thin blanket, his feet numb in heavy hiking boots. Feeble rays of the sun leaked through the dense clouds heavy with the threat of rain. He shifted on the concrete floor, ignoring the aching in his joints. The layers of sweaters he had scavenged from abandoned buildings that once were clothing stores provided little warmth through the night, and since the temperature had been dropping as winter approached, he had been venturing further from the l...
“The Short Story of Love and Loss” by Ivy Spade
“Mom! When will Crystal be here?” Amy said for the 100th time. Crystal is Amy's best friend. “Soon, honey!” her mom said. “But… I haven’t seen Crystal in years!” Her mom laughed, “Yes darling, I know! I bet Bubbeh would love to tell you a story of her time during the holocaust!” I laughed. Amy looks at me. “Tell me a story!” I said, “Ok, ok.” I sighed. “I was about 5, it was 1940…”“Mommy!” I screamed as I ran into my mom’s arms. My mom laughed, “Yes...
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