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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“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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“THE TEXT AND THE MEAL” by Mikaa. A

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Tired and exhausted was how Ella would describe Noah the minute he walked in. The air was filled with a delicious aroma which made Noah's stomach grumble, "I'm vamished" Noah said as he stared at the meal on the dinning table. Ella smiled on hearing her husband, of course she knew he'd be hungry. "When aren't you" she said shaking her head in amusement as Noah dropped his things and hurried to the dining. "No! no!! no!!! babe" Ella yelled as she hurried after him. "You need to take a bath first" she said closing the plate of food...

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“Black Frosting” by Gabriella Stein

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October again, but different. My boots crunched down the sidewalk where the bus dropped me off and exposed my face to the piercing frigid air. It filled my lungs like ice water, but I was already cold. Ever since June; the worst summer of my life. But school had started and the homework kept me busy enough until I finally went to bed and got to dream of times past when all of us would sit in the sand and laugh at the sun and daddy would help us build castles while mama took pictures. I slid the key into the lock but the door opened wide befo...

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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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“Amongst the Shadows” by Jarreck Dylinda

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The short winter day was giving way to night; the time to hunt would soon be hers to savour. For now, she slunk into the corner of a drinking hovel, a large tankard of warm, watered down ale in her gloved hand. The chair made a loud groan as she moved it into a more advantageous position. She had opted to sit by one of the large burning open fires in the sizeable open plan room. The bar was chaotically hectic with the variety of life found amongst the underbelly rank and file, mostly deadbeats, petty criminals, and wannabe big hitters pre...

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“Dinner in Dim Lighting ” by Belle Cedergreen

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TW: Abuse The silence that fills the dining room is unbearable. With the slight squeak of the chairs, the forks that scrape the plate slightly, the distant chewing at the end of the table, I can hear every sound. They're the only sounds that I can hear, the only sounds I seem to know nowadays. He’s mad. He won't even dare look at me, only staring at his own plate. He’s seated at the head of the table again, and I'm forced to sit at the other end. The table isn’t too long, but it’s long enough that our feet don’t touch, no physical contact th...

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“More? More Coffee?” by Richard Dauer

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I’M NOT GOING in the front. I’ll just wait here until someone comes out. The door swung open. “Hi Jessica. You back?” Ronny said, the dinner-hour, salad-prep guy. She answered him by only shrugging her shoulders--she didn’t know. She had a hunch she’d know where he was. Now in the kitchen of “Mio Amico” restaurant, she headed to the little staff lunchroom. There was Reed, her manager, sitting at the back table, alone in front of a pile of dirty dishes, scrubbing through his iPhone. Jessica sat down. He looked up, when he recog...

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“Family dinner” by Lynda -ann Singh

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Rajiv led Sunita to the dinner table where the other members of his family were already seated. He was so happy that he hardly noticed that Sunita was uncomfortable being there. His entire family was here– almost his entire family: his brother Ravi was still not on good terms with him and did not attend the dinner. Except for him, though the entire family was seated at the dinner table:His mother, his sister, his four daughters and most importantly the woman he had loved all his life – the one who had just agreed to marry him ...

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“The Knock From a Stranger” by Gargi Thakur

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One of the good things about having a cottage in the woods is that there are no visitors to disturb you. You can understand the shock that Prisha might have felt when she heard a knock on her door. Dropping whatever she was doing in the kitchen, she made her way to the main door. She looked outside from the window to see a man about her age, getting wet in the rain. Without any further delay, she opened the door to him. Her suspicions were right, he was completely drenched. She almost felt pity for him looking at his helpless state...

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“The Orpheus ” by Brenda Liddy

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Start or end your story with two characters sitting down for a meal. The Orpheus When John Murphy attended the University of Ulster’s Art College in York Street Belfast, his favourite building on the Campus was the iconic Orpheus. In this building, his father and mother had sat down for their first meal together. This building was constructed in 1932 by Samuel Stevenson and it was a fine example of Art Deco. Orpheus was regarded as the most brilliant music player in Ancient Greece. Orpheus and Eurydice had a doomed ...

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“Daddy” by Chase Hamm

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As rain falls so must the people who follow. Imagination as we know it is just a figment of the mind to escape the actual life we have. Many people wanted to be doctors, wanted to be a scientist, wanted to be a family guy, but the life we get is not always what we wanted. The people who want these lives make it where in their imagination they are free to do whatever they want. But life is not a place where the imagination can run wild. Instead of being a doctor you get to work at a fast food restaurant, and instead of a scientist you b...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 264 stories

“New Home” by Anonymous 1

“The Usual Dinner” by Haru Hayse

“Four” by Rafael S

“THE TEXT AND THE MEAL” by Mikaa. A

“Black Frosting” by Gabriella Stein

“Pancakes & Other Lies” by Lisa M

“DIVE IN.” by Nancy Nori

“And Some Left For Breakfast” by Bob E

“Amongst the Shadows” by Jarreck Dylinda

“Dinner in Dim Lighting ” by Belle Cedergreen

“More? More Coffee?” by Richard Dauer

“Family dinner” by Lynda -ann Singh

“The Knock From a Stranger” by Gargi Thakur

“The Orpheus ” by Brenda Liddy

“Daddy” by Chase Hamm

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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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