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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“It’s Not Like When It Used to Be ” by Gabriella Winnie

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The sound of the briefcase dropping on the couch along with the stomping footsteps I hear from afar makes my stomach flutter. It is horrifying to me. It makes me want to vomit because of the depressing moments I have faced whenever he’s home. I look at the table full of our favorite dishes. I used to feel proud after making it, but the feeling of excitement doesn’t seem to have on me anymore. Sometimes, I wonder what makes us like this. What brings us to the point where we could not even stand looking at each other in the face after ten y...

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“Like Father Like Son” by Danny Mart

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"I'm not going to take it." "It's not your choice to make, Mace. I'm dying." Mace glanced down at his now meager plate of food. The crumbs were little more than the size of dust particles and he relished the taste of every single one of them. Across from him his father steepled his fingers in his direction. "You and your mother have been struggling for a long time." "Yeah, and I wonder who's fault is that," Mace retorted with venom. Still, his eyes traced the hemisphere of his father's plate with obvious hunger....

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“Bread Becomes Flesh” by Don Gilman

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The chair ground sharply, whining, screeching against the red-tiled floor of the Cassandra Inn as Gregor pulled it away from the small bleakwood square of their table. He bowed gallantly and offered her the seat with a sweep of his long arms. Judy gritted her teeth and shuddered as her date offered her the chair. Gregor knew it would bother her. He’d done it on purpose, the cad. She smiled demurely and sat down, smoothing out her floral print blue dress with its blossoms of rose and mag and peach against her legs. She liked the way the cotto...

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“Where was the Lantern?” by Hadiya Rudolfo

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I shake off the excess rain water before stepping over the darkened threshold. “I’m home.” My voice bounces off the many surfaces of many things, but back to me. At a loss, I rest my umbrella against a mountain of knickknacks. My feet choose their footing carefully while forging a path across forgotten ground. The dampness of my attire accentuates the foreboding nature of this what I once called ‘home’. Everything is out of place, but I could not make out anything even if I wa...

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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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“My personal polluted sanctuary ” by Harula Zoza

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I left the hotel room I was staying in pretty early, but it was quite dark outside once I finished taking all those short-cuts and narrow Streets to reach the main road by the sea. It felt so weird walking around London's streets again, yet their familiarity made me feel safe, secure. I've passed through them more than enough times to memorize every little detail. I walked fast. I wasn't really thinking where I was going, I wasn't paying attention but much rather was lost in my thoughts. My legs kept me going, as I've walked this exact same...

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“A Coincidental Encounter Between Two Pleasant People” by Alexander Aikens Helford

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I A man is driving to Portland. The view on his left, blurred by the rain and the fruitless struggling of his windshield wipers, is consumed by bulbous mountains that tumble towards the sky. Wreathes of fog like cotton wind through an ocean of pines. The road ahead declines and curves around the mountain before being consumed by forest. On the right, a muddy shore that ends too soon into a yawning gorge, the river wide and flat. Across the river there are more mountains held at bay by the water, and a railway, and another highway coun...

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“Let's Forgive Each Other” by Christine Hungerford

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Apple Pie lounged, relaxed, burnt-red, furry legs perched on the curl of a wooden decoration underneath the poker table. His buddies and he play nightly games of poker here, cards like Go Fish and Rummy 500, and sleep. &nbs...

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“The Last Goodbye The New Hello” by Emily D

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We each sit on each end of the table eating in silence. Today is my dad's birthday so I came to have dinner with him. It’s not like I had much of a choice. Every year he forces me to come spend dinner with him on this day. You may ask why I am forced and why I hate being here. We’ll ever since I was little he never cared about me. He may act like he does but I know he doesn’t. I’ve always been a burden to him and things were always expected not congratulated. He would always make excuses to not take care of me but it’s not like I really care...

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“New Home” by Anonymous 1

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October 23rd is a special day for Marcia. She dressed in her plush denim overalls, sprayed a lavish lavender-scented perfume, oiled and twirled her hair into a nice clean bun and painted her lips with a cherry red lipstick. As she stared at the mirror, Marcia was surprised by how strong and fresh she looked. She hardly looked seventy-five. Perhaps it was her tall and slim stature.Marcia took the card laying on the table and read.Happy birthday, mom! We have an amazing surprise for you!Love,Mat, Anthony and Jessica.Marcia smiled. It was the f...

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“The Usual Dinner” by Haru Hayse

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The sky is upset, its dark clouds bursting with emotions. The droplets of water perfectly falls similarly with how tears cascade down my face. As I glance down the chopped onions, another batch of tears escaped my eyes. I tried blinking it away but miserably failed, so I went to the sink to wash my hands and face. I heaved a sigh before wiping the water off using a paper towel. I turn around, facing the countertop when my eyes caught the wall clock. Thirty minutes to six. I immediately reach for the pan and heat it. I lost trac...

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“Four” by Rafael S

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TW: Suicidal Thoughts The woman had just woken up, feeling the cold concrete touching her soft skin, the gritty feeling of the floor rubbing against her legs, leaving them slightly sore. She gets up, feeling her surroundings, she notices that she’s been stripped down to her underwear, while also being chained to the wall inside that room. - Help! ...

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“Pancakes & Other Lies” by Lisa M

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It seemed so simple. The idea of making pancakes had always seemed like such an easy thing for me when I was a kid. I grew up watching my parents make them. My sister made them. And as I got older I saw my friends and roommates make them. But now, as I stood in front of the mixing bowl, I realized there was something in me that must be broken, because the simplest of instructions made no sense to me. In all honesty, I had never cooked for myself. I was and have always been a big fan of the frozen meals and if any accountant looked at my...

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“DIVE IN.” by Nancy Nori

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This is going to end badly. Feelings of anxiety wash over me anew. I feel the knowledge that I’m going to get hurt nestling itself in the darkest corners of my mind, and an icy cold fear creeping its way up my spine. I take a few breaths to calm myself. I know I’m not ready to face him, but I still feel this must be done. I take one last long look in the mirror. I don’t know what I was expecting to find looking different in my reflection. Nevertheless, I give it a hard look. The truth is, I look tired. There are traces of exhaustion around m...

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“And Some Left For Breakfast” by Bob E

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My brother didn’t say anything about me being late as I slid into the seat opposite him. That was an unexpectedly positive start. “Evening,” I said. “Been here long?” Still nothing. He just smiled and slid a menu over to me. “Thanks,” I said. “I think I’ll order a drink first.” I raised my hand and ordered some wine, then opened the menu and we discusse...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 264 stories

“It’s Not Like When It Used to Be ” by Gabriella Winnie

“Like Father Like Son” by Danny Mart

“Bread Becomes Flesh” by Don Gilman

“Where was the Lantern?” by Hadiya Rudolfo

“The Victim. ” by Charlotte Mendoza

“My personal polluted sanctuary ” by Harula Zoza

“A Coincidental Encounter Between Two Pleasant People” by Alexander Aikens Helford

“Let's Forgive Each Other” by Christine Hungerford

“The Last Goodbye The New Hello” by Emily D

“New Home” by Anonymous 1

“The Usual Dinner” by Haru Hayse

“Four” by Rafael S

“Pancakes & Other Lies” by Lisa M

“DIVE IN.” by Nancy Nori

“And Some Left For Breakfast” by Bob E

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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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