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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“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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“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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“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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“Can't Wait” by Sadia Khan

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Character Information: Ken Smith: 18 years old. Around 6'2. Has a lean body build and short black hair which he styles into Side Part Pompadour. Eye colour is green. Caucasian ethnicity. Bella Dean: 17 years old. Around 5'6. Has a well toned body and a long blonde Asymmetrical Pixie haircut. Eye colour is blue. Caucasian ethnicity. Ken POV: I sipped on my grape soda. Damn I hated the awkward situation I was in. It was a Saturday afternoon around. I was having lunch. I was eating at a very nice restaurant as well. So what was the problem? The...

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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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“Soul Food” by Allen Wilkinson

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Every direction showed me the same monotonous view; gentle waves reflecting bright sunlight. How long had I been on this boat? There had, supposedly, been food and water on board to support two people for a week and that had been gone for? I tried to remember and couldn’t. What I knew for certain is that my lips were dry and cracked while my stomach was a constricted knot in my gut. I was sunburned and my bones ached from lack of movement. Not long into this solitary voyage I had tried swimming a little an...

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“Rosewood” by Zelle J Christian

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Hidden out of sight, I peeked between the slats of the closet doors to find flashes of an unwinnable fight. It seemed to last for an eternity while I anguished.Suddenly I heard a heavy load tumbling down a flight of stairs.Shattering glass as a body crashed through the sliding glass doors at the bottom.Footsteps leading towards the slamming of the front door.And the rage smoldered away, leaving only a boy fractured in the yard and tire smoke forlornly curling off the driveway.In his darkened bedroom a puddle of orange lamplight spread across...

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“The soulmate” by Ionela Radu

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Sarah was standing at a table, looking at the man in front of her. A handsome man, with eyes so blue, that she could see the sky in them. She was playing with her hair and she had in mind only one thing: „Come on, let me see your wrist!”. In the middle of January, she could find a fancy restaurant and she expected that the man who she will date, will wear something sleeveless. Sarah wasn't very lucky, because she couldn't find the perfect man and she turned 30 years old last week. She found a lot of nice men, but she didn't think any of t...

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“Date Number Four ” by Toni Johnson

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I turned, stretching to reach for the glass on the top shelf in preparation for pouring another cocktail. I felt the heat of his body behind me before I even turned around. When I did, his face was inches from mine and our eyes locked in intense eye contact, which drew me in even more. This was date number four. This evening, we opted to stay in, laughing, talking, getting to know each other more. We lost track of time as we chatted about past relationships, failed marriages, our own flaws and those we found in others tha...

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“|Blood = Related| but |Loyalty = Family|” by Fatin Najwa Fadzli

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“I’m honoured that you agreed to have me for dinner, darling.” “You mean take pity on a lonely old jerk? You and mommy dearest raised me better than to leave the sad and pathetic out in the cold.” “In cold blood, dear. We also raised you to own your action- well, she’d say that if she and your brothers weren’t six feet under.” Nicholas Baudelaire looked into the young woman’s eyes across the table, seeing only the indifference in her eyes. Not an ounce of remorse, of guilt. Empty? No. Pride. The warmth wafting from the freshly prepared mea...

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“End of War ” by Owen Travers

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My mother used to sing when she cooked. Her gentle voice would fill our home as she swayed to the song. Her food was always terrible, but I’d eat a thousand more of her meals just to hear her again. She would smile as she set the plates down, brush the hair out of my eyes and sit opposite me. I longed for her singing in this silence, the cold air pushed through the trees surrounding us, the grass I sat on was damp from the rain the night before, I laid my head back against the bark of the tree I lent against and began to hum, desperate to c...

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“What happens over dinner...matters!” by Nathan Ram

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Life had thrown him many a challenge. Some more insurmountable than the others. But he had found a way. Always. His positive disposition and strength of character invariably saw him through. It is never easy to bring up a kid, let alone three. And he had to do it single handedly. Destiny had cruelly snatched the love of his life in her prime. A void too huge to fill. But he had stuck it out. Day in and day out. Managing work and life with great aplomb. And without complaints. The best part of the day, right from when the kids were...

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“The Victim. ” by Charlotte Mendoza

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TW: violence, abuse I sipped on the wine uncomfortably. The silence in the kitchen was suffocating, only the sound of cutlery scraping against ceramic plates could be heard, sometimes an occasional sigh or cough but other than that, it was quiet. Unbearable, almost. I picked at the food I worked so hard on but now there it sat, cold and unappealing on my plate as the man across from me scarfed his portion down. He took a sip of his own wine, glancing at me from time to time to see if I too was eating along wit...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 264 stories

“Starting Coversation” by Rainn Brenner

“How are you?” by Dede K.

“Talking to my Angel” by Anne Abraham

“Last meal” by Tonatiuh Duran Meza

“I am a Mafia Hier?” by Mayank Saxena

“Can't Wait” by Sadia Khan

“Swap” by Lavanya Edwin

“Soul Food” by Allen Wilkinson

“Rosewood” by Zelle J Christian

“The soulmate” by Ionela Radu

“Date Number Four ” by Toni Johnson

“|Blood = Related| but |Loyalty = Family|” by Fatin Najwa Fadzli

“End of War ” by Owen Travers

“What happens over dinner...matters!” by Nathan Ram

“The Victim. ” by Charlotte Mendoza

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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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