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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“Lunch Table” by Nope Ster

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“Are you sure this is safe?”, Robby asked as Jake took his seat across the table from him. Jake scooted in his chair and picked up his spoon with his right hand. He looked silently at Rob for a moment before leaning forward and taking a deep breath over his bowl, letting the delicious, steamy fragrance fill his nostrils. “I’ve never seen any negative side effects from it.”, Jake finally muttered. “I think Dave would disagree with you on that”, Rob stated, not in a friendly tone. The men sat across from each other at a small dini...

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“The Dinner Party” by Constantin Kulikov

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"Don't you think they'll notice?" Inquired Alexander peering at his invitation with a certain gloom. "Huh?" "Don't you think they'll not-" “Oh, nah. Nah I don’t think so" Enforced Frederick unable to control his excitement. This time Alexander stopped and jumped in front of Frederick forcing him to reconsider. “Hey stop that” protested Frederick “you’re going to blow it for the both of us!” “These aren’t even our invitations” Alexander waved the invitations around in a frantic worry “what if we get into trouble?” His concerns wer...

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“Talking to my Angel” by Anne Abraham

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“Including me,” said Hailey. She had been replaying that moment over and over in her head as she lay on top of her cotton jersey pillowcase for an indescribable amount of time. She felt off, but she couldn't decide if she was bored and anxious, tired and anxious, or hungry and anxious. It was too late at night to find out she decided. She eventually fell asleep. Earlier that evening: Hailey set her mug of tea down on the table across from Jake, and waited for him to take a break from his phone. She had been waiting for the right kind of m...

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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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“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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“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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“How are you?” by Dede K.

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Jane had been swiping left on her dating app for months. It had only been a year since she broke up with her boyfriend. Ding ding. Scroll. Scroll. Scroll. Gasp! NOPE! Can’t do it. Men can be so nasty. Jane was always so shocked by the type of attention she got from men. Neverending pictures sent through social media messages. Ding ding. “How are you today?” She quickly browsed his profile and she saw that he volunteered at the humane society, and was a lawyer. He looks perfect. “Wow, thanks for asking! I’m d...

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“Complicated Cooking” by Akra Carras

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The pot was boiling over. It hadn’t started recently either. A cloud of foam steadily grew, spilling over the steel side and sizzling as it slipped against the flame, creating a haze of steam. “ORIAL,” came a scream as the door slammed, a figure bursting into the apartment and dashing towards the stove. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” His hand deftly flipped off the stove, and the sizzling slowed. Orial, wooden spoon in hand, had started when the door had slammed, and now looked at the mess with dismay. “I’m sorry-” she trailed off, shaking her h...

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“Last meal” by Tonatiuh Duran Meza

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The scent of delicious food filled his nose as he started waking up, the sound of chains rattling on par with every move he made. The entire room was shrouded in darkness save for where he was seated, an overhanging chandelier at the exact center of a table casting just enough light for both ends and every tray and plate on to be illuminated. While somewhere inside there of the room the sound of classical music came out of unseen speakers, the quality of each piece far too tarnished by the poor quality of the loudspeakers and the rebound of ...

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“I am a Mafia Hier?” by Mayank Saxena

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A dreadful silence remained in the room as we ate our dinner. My dad sat beside me, it's really hard for that to happen. We don't eat together often. "Andrew," My dad called. "Yes? " "Have you decided or not? " It's the inevitable fate that I have been evading for too long. "No father." My voice was firm. "Take your time son, take your time." After dinner, I went into my room and locked myself in. Bzzzzz....bzzzzz... "Hello?" "Hey, Andrew! What are you up to?" Claire asked? "Oh hey Claire, nothing much. You can say I ...

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“Swap” by Lavanya Edwin

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Piping down my initial reaction of tumultuous, shocked outburst, I look into the mirror with horror. Gone were the stormy grey eyes, the small black spot just above my lips, and my auburn hair. Gone was my short stature of 5’4” and slim figure; only to be replaced by a tall figure of about 6 feet, with twinkling, electric-blue eyes, jet-black hair, and a baby face painted with confusion and panic. It was the image of a boy who turned 17 two months ago – a boy I had known my whole life, with whom I spent most of my time with, a boy I practica...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 264 stories

“Lunch Table” by Nope Ster

“The Dinner Party” by Constantin Kulikov

“Talking to my Angel” by Anne Abraham

“The Beautiful Hunt ” by Silver Fish

“Another Hand” by Eric Holdorf

“The Truth From My Father ” by Shevach Obahor

“Inside Joke” by Barlencia Clement

“The facets of a medal” by Rodica Niculescu

“Mission 12235” by M M

“Starting Coversation” by Rainn Brenner

“How are you?” by Dede K.

“Complicated Cooking” by Akra Carras

“Last meal” by Tonatiuh Duran Meza

“I am a Mafia Hier?” by Mayank Saxena

“Swap” by Lavanya Edwin

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