Start or end your story with two characters sitting down for a meal.

Posted in Middle School on Oct 25, 2022

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“A SPECIAL LUNCH AND A PHONE CALL” by SHYAMALA BHUVANACHANDRAN

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Priyanka received a phone call. It was an unknown number. First, she hesitated. Then she picked up the call. The lady on the other side of the call introduced herself as an old friend from Yashoda Hospital and she reminded her about Priyanka’s blood donation stunts. Priyanka remembered the incidence and recollected the lady. She told her, “It was not any stunt Aunty. I genuinely donated blood at that time. Though it was not used for the patient you were referring to. By the way I am not seeking any fame or remuneration for my deeds. Neither ...

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“Fixed With Food” by Kir Fowler

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I felt my mind come back to me from sleep. I yawned and rolled over to see if he was there. Of course, he wasn't. Derek had been going to work early and coming back late every single day for a month. Not only that but he'd been going on a lot of 'business trips' lately. Last month, he hadn't gone on a single business trip but, within the last month, he'd gone on six to eight. I groaned and got up to get ready for work. While I went through my usual morning routine I thought about how I'd gotten into this mess. I met Derek in Vegas. And like ...

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“Proposal” by Dee Wes

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"Marry me," I heard.My tongue was feasting on a juicy miniature tomato from the salad we made. Cool tomato juice mixed well with the forkful of baby spinach wearing ranch dressing. My mouth smiled happy with the taste. I was happy in the moment, then he stole my vibe.The lake date had been my idea because I wanted a chance to meet up and actually receive Aries' attention. I had always given my attention whilst remaining responsible for my household when he visited over the course of twenty-two years. I felt we needed to do more than share a ...

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“Date Night” by Tim Roberts

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Date Night Short story It was one “Nom Nom” post too far for Saj. It wasn’t the image of the Pavlova itself which broke the camel’s back but rather what it represented - seeing the meringue sitting right in front of him in the restaurant repackaged through the fake filters of social media by the woman sitting opposite him on a quest for ‘Likes’ and ‘Comments’ confirmed to him what he already knew - this was the end of the road for him and Mica. When they first got together he overlooked the constant phone glued to her hand; fa...

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“Promise Me, Little Bird” by Katya Z.

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They broke for camp late, too late, and waking up alive and alone was the greatest surprise that it could have been. Lark crawled free of the tarp first, to start the fire and set the coffee. Aramina stayed under to wrap their mats and stuff their bags. A lovely form of monotony, packing up camp. The meat of it never dared to change.Aramina tossed their bags, then followed them outside. Pine-scent brushed her nose, thick in this ring of evergreens. The ground was soft with their needles. Luck had been with them last night, and the spot they ...

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“Do You Like It?” by Cheriel Ann Pael

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TW: blood, gore, murder “And they live happily ever after” I close the book I’m reading then I looked at my sister who currently stopping her eyes to close, I chuckled. “ The End.” I whisper when she finally close her eyes and sleep. I slowly get up to her bed and I make sure that her blanket will not fall onto the floor. I come out of her bedroom and carefully close her door not wanting to disturb her sleep. I look at the clock and it’s already nine pm and I have a work at ten pm. I hurriedly fix myself in my bedroom and make ...

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“Dinner Date Dysphoria” by Charie Pinemiss

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TW: Suicidal Ideation, Suicide AttemptNothing ever goes right.Is this normal?It's normal for me.*****I walked to the door of my house. Nothing even makes sense to me anymore. Why would this attractive white boy even want to have a date with me? At my house? I'm black. Very black. And ugly. And worthless. And nothing. I'm nothing.He's knocking on the door.Just to be nice to me.He just wants to have fun with you.No, he doesn't. Nobody would.Just give him a chance.I needed to open the door or I would seem rude. I didn't want to give this man an...

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“Let's Do It Again” by Daniel Norton

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The hostess led us to a window table. It was the same table we had shared fifty years ago. We both were actually surprised the place was still around. "I remember our last dinner here like it was only yesterday." "Me too. Those were some great times. Can't wait to hear what's been happening with you." "And you're gonna have to tell me about your last fifty years." "May I start you two off with some drinks? We have Pepsi products or something from the bar." "I'll have a Pepsi Mango if you have it." "Sure do....

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“The Beautiful Hunt ” by Silver Fish

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The Beautiful Hunt We woke up before sunrise to hunt. I walked out into the cool, gray day, in that strange time before the sun rises but after the light has seeped into the air. It was quiet; even the frogs and the crickets seemed to still be asleep, and the tall, naked elms were like white bones sticking up into the sky. Everything was still. Charlie walked out behind me; his soft footfalls on the dead leaves the only sound around. We didn’t need to speak. We knew what we ...

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“Another Hand” by Eric Holdorf

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Another Hand After they both ordered salads, John crossed his arms, tucked his hands behind his biceps, and leaned back. He wanted to hear Bob talk his way out of this. Dawn, his wife, was worse. John was hurt by Dawn, and tired of Bob preaching patience. Results are what he wanted. He didn’t like being vindictive, but he was ready to remove Dawn or send her to Memory Care. John was paying the money, so he didn’t mind seeing Bob squirm. “You had some concerns whe...

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“The Truth From My Father ” by Shevach Obahor

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I can tell you with assurance the food in prison was revolting. As I sat down with my father I felt his pain as he tried to eat his food. With every mouthful a look of despair entered his face. I must say I did feel sorry for him even if he did put this on himself. No matter what though, you did you should still be able to have nice food.What did my father do you ask? Stole from banks. Lots of banks in fact. So many that it landed him a 25 year sentence. My heart sank every time I thought of it. My own father. A criminal. He hid a lot of hi...

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“Inside Joke” by Barlencia Clement

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They always tell you, “Love is patient and doesn’t hurt”, so how long will I have to wait for this pain to go away? I turned around after staring out the window for who-knows-how-long the moment I heard a clanking of pots in the kitchen. “What are you doing in there?!” I yell out from the living room. He’s always up to something, in fact, that’s what I used to love about him. He had a drive to wake up each and every day and just do something. He was a man of numbers, always calculating new discoveries as he continued to feed his insatiab...

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“Mission 12235” by M M

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I watch the father and son duo sit in silence at the dining table. My presence seems to be infringing on their privacy, yet I have to be here. They are having a serving of roast pork, mashed potatoes and some wine. “These are your favorites, dad,” the son thinks. Judging by the state of kitchen, the son had a busy morning preparing this meal. Mr. Roderick looks at his plate, his eyes watering, thinking, “I hope it’s as nice as mine.” The son dips his head, eating quietly. The kitchen feels too quiet without his father’s radio blari...

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“Starting Coversation” by Rainn Brenner

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Rowan looks up from setting down the second plate, brushing his hands off on his jeans before heading to the door. A nervous habit obviously…could vampires even sweat? He shakes the thought from his head, clicking his tongue piercing against his teeth as he thought to move back to that later. Who was at the door, and what was happening now was more important. Opening the door, he has to remind himself vampires don’t need to breath, and that’s why he was breathless. He knew this was a lie, the figure in front of him still as stunning as t...

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“The facets of a medal” by Rodica Niculescu

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It was a late May evening when Stelian last sat at the table with his wife, Ileana. The dinner tasted bitter, with harsh words spoken in distress. “You can say what you wish. I’m leaving! I have to because I can’t stay for nothing, without a job, and without money, at the mercy of your salary.” Helena’s voice trembled, but he, her husband, refused to listen to the sound of the tears hidden in the depth of her throat. The food remained silent on the wooden table, covered with a snow-white tablecloth, listening to how the mouths that should...

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Start or end your story with two characters sitting down for a meal.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 264 stories

“A SPECIAL LUNCH AND A PHONE CALL” by SHYAMALA BHUVANACHANDRAN

“Fixed With Food” by Kir Fowler

“Proposal” by Dee Wes

“Date Night” by Tim Roberts

“Promise Me, Little Bird” by Katya Z.

“Do You Like It?” by Cheriel Ann Pael

“Dinner Date Dysphoria” by Charie Pinemiss

“Let's Do It Again” by Daniel Norton

“The Beautiful Hunt ” by Silver Fish

“Another Hand” by Eric Holdorf

“The Truth From My Father ” by Shevach Obahor

“Inside Joke” by Barlencia Clement

“Mission 12235” by M M

“Starting Coversation” by Rainn Brenner

“The facets of a medal” by Rodica Niculescu

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Write a story where a meal or dinner goes horribly wrong.

Write about a group of strangers — or people who know each other, but may as well be strangers — eating together.

Write about a character preparing a meal for somebody else.

Write a story that involves a secret or magic ingredient.

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