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Posted in Kids on May 1, 2021

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Skipping Stones

Shortlisted for Contest #7 ⭐️

The lake lies silver in the bright light of the noon sun, not a perfect oblong like a looking glass, but amorphous like an ink-splat on starched white paper. It is a mirror of the surrounding coniferous trees, with a surface as smooth as glass. A fresh, earthy, pine scent floats in the air. The weeping willow, the wispy clouds above, all become a Monet. The landscape is a painting of dappled, impressionist brush strokes of muted hues from snow-pea green to silvers with blue undertones. Your eyes gaze to where the sun-speckled water blends in...

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Lollipop

Submitted to Contest #7

I looked around the grocery store and saw a giant lollipop. It looked super good, and I tugged Mommy’s hand and pointed at the lollipop. All my older sisters had bought them, and I really wanted that lollipop. “Please can I have it? Please?” “Lillie, you know we don’t have enough money for that, and you haven’t had your lunch.” Mommy said. “For after lunch, pretty please?” “Lillie, you are not getting this lollipop unless you buy it with your own money.” “But I don’t have four-nine-nine dollars.” “It costs five dollars Lillie. Sort of expens...

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Elodie’s Voice

Submitted to Contest #7

“I’m sorry. Elodie doesn’t speak.”  Elodie doesn’t speak.   How many times had I listened to those words? I’m my eight years of life, I had not spoken. Not one word. Not ever. I simply watched. One can see so much if one payed attention.   For instance, I knew that Father has been in love with Susan for a very long time. And Susan loves him as well. But neither of them wants to peruse a serious relationship because my father is a lawyer, and Susan is my nanny. And Susan is precisely the one who must al...

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The Chase

Shortlisted for Contest #7 ⭐️

Bummer!I could hear dogs in the distance. They were louder than they had been a few minutes ago. My breath came in thick gasps, pain stitching my side as I fought for air.I hadn’t run this far in years.As I ducked under a low branch the lower edge painfully scraped the top of my head. ‘Who am I kidding?’ I thought to myself, ‘I’ve never ran this far.’ I topped out the hill and slowed my pace to a walk, giving one last glance behind me before I started down the other side. I could still hear the dogs, but couldn’t see them...

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Marcus Quercus

Submitted to Contest #7

         My name is Marcus, and I’m mad. I’m sitting in the Principal’s office, and it’s my Mom’s fault. George and Arnie are bullies. They didn’t get in trouble for pulling my shirt out of my pants on the bus and calling me “stinky pinky.” They always do that when I wear this shirt. I hate this shirt. Mom says it’s peach. It’s not. It’s pink. I’m tired of George making fun of me. So today I had some acorns from my tree in my pocket, and when we were ge...

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A Disappearing Spell

Submitted to Contest #7

I had a best pal - Richie. We liked to do all sorts of stuff together. For a long time, our favourite game was at lunchtime at school we would spin in circles. You have to stand on the grass and look up at the sky and hold your arms out at the sides, then close your eyes and spin and spin as fast as you can. Sometimes we bashed into each other or other people like two pinballs in a pinball machine – that’s what the arms-out were for. You had to keep going, no matter what, until one of us shouted STOP and we had to stop still and open our eye...

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Hear my voice

Shortlisted for Contest #7 ⭐️

Hear My VoiceThey’re rowing again. It never ends these days. If it’s not Brexit then it’s about his drinking. Mum stopped a few months ago, and ever since then, it’s been a constant source of arguments. He tends to get leery after a few drinks, touching and mauling her. Nothing violent but she shrugs him off, and that’s when the shouting starts. “You’re off your face, again.” “Don’t bloody start. You’re like a broken record. It was just a few drinks with Dave after his success in the local elections. He only beat the bloody Tories, you know....

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The Life and Times of the Why-Child

Submitted to Contest #7

THE LIFE AND TIMES OF THE WHY-CHILD Mum came out with that business about my initials just being coincidence again today. Well, I’m sorry, but I just don’t buy it as Mr Prentice says when we come up with some excuse for our homework not being done. Say what you like about Mum, but she’s not stupid, and she has a way with words and all that, and I can’t believe that it didn’t dawn on her that Wilhelmina Harriet Yarrow gives you WHY. I’d rather she was just honest about it.    Or would I? Lucy, who’...

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Together

Submitted to Contest #7

Ellie waited with the nurse for Lander and Nick to come home with her brother or sister. Ellie chose that than niece or nephew because it made her seem old. An Aunt? She's too young to be an aunt. Lander did tell her age doesn't matter about that but she was going to stick by what she thinks.Besides, being a big sister is an important job than being an aunt. Lander only smiled at her when she told him that. Nick chuckled and ruffled her hair. But now, she was nervous. A baby will be very noisy and Lander told her how babies need a lot of att...

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Playing Hide and Seek - For Real

Submitted to Contest #7

Playing Hide and Seek – For Real My name is Mia and I am seven years old. I really like that my parents let me have the freedom to play without constant supervision. Most of my friends don’t have that freedom. A boy my age was kidnapped last week, and that has many parents scared. My favourite game is virtual hide and go seek. The device that I have hides different virtual players around my neighbourhood. My dad is a programmer, so the device is a very sophisticated one. It makes me aware of the virtual players once ...

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A Family Again

Submitted to Contest #7

I am sitting on a bench in the train station, watching people go by. I see hundreds of men and women in fancy clothes with briefcases, several boys and girls hugging their moms and dads after coming back from school, and so, so many families that are more perfect than mine. Miss Katie squeezes my shoulder. "They'll be here any minute, sweetie. Don't worry." "I'm not," I say, except I am, I just don't want Miss Katie, Mr. Jack, and Ellie to worry. I scan all the faces entering the train station. Somewhere in there, Momma and Clementine are ...

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Different Rules

Submitted to Contest #7

On a hot, sticky August afternoon in 1946, the heat from the sidewalk burned through my sandals as I walked the long blocks to my piano lesson. My satchel, loaded with practice books, sheet music and a one dollar fifty cent lesson fee, thumped against my bare leg. Sweat covered my skinny, nine-year-old body. Each week I dragged myself the ten blocks from our home in Highland Park to Oak Street, where I played scales and learned simplified classical music pieces from Miss Ruth Graves. I didn’t look forward to these lessons, and today I w...

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RUNT

Submitted to Contest #7

RUNTBy Andrew Paul GrellNobody knew what to do with me, except to keep me from getting underfoot. I was too young to shear, but I was pretty handy with a currycomb. Someone might hand me some canvas, a handful of grommets, and a hammer just to see if I could make or repair tents; a very useful skill for desert nomads. What I really wanted was to sail ships. Once on a journey from here to there I saw Lake Lashon and the boats on the calm surface, men pulling in nets of fish. I wanted to be the Captain, not the net peo...

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I AM AN AMAZING CHILD

Submitted to Contest #7

I AM AN AMAZING CHILD”========================== A children's book written exclusively for grown-ups ora grown-ups' book written exclusively for children....you decide! ========== by grandma geny heywood The story I am about to tell you should be challenging for you to discuss with your friends and your family. It is about how you might like to talk about death to children. I write about this view because I experienced the subject matter when I was a very young child and sort of understood, or I should say, I accepted, the fact that some li...

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Life's Doors

Submitted to Contest #7

LIFE’S DOORSSchool had just let out for the summer and my parents went shopping for our upcoming camping trip. I wanted to go with them, but mom insisted Mrs. Sorenson, our next-door neighbor, stay with me. I was 11. I didn’t need a babysitter, but I didn’t get a vote. When the door closed behind them, a shiver ran down my back.Mrs. Sorenson is ok, but she makes these really awful cookies. I don’t want to hurt her feelings, so I always eat one. It takes a big glass of milk to soak the cookie up enough to even bite into it. My folks were only...

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