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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“Purple Eye” by Nealofer Fleur

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What is the most valuable thing you've lost? Something that made you feel abandoned, a void that you think is unfillable. I often think about things like these, especially when I'm hungry after work. This has been happening a lot lately. The suppressed memories have begun to resurface. Making it hard to focus. My shrink thinks I've been working too hard and that I should take a break. That I had been skipping on my medication. And some hormonal changes are bound to happen especially with these new changes happening to my body. She doesn't ...

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“The Pass” by Harken Void

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Tanek Strife-stricken watched the enemy encamped in the valley below. From his vantage point on the cliff above the pass, he could see their tents painting the once green fields in striking yellows and purples. Such beautiful colors, bringing such pain and misery to Tanek’s people. He stood there, on the barren rocks of his forefathers, listening to the wind carrying the flapping sounds of enemy banners up the mountain slope, and felt his world tremble. The war had been raging for four years already. Four years of holding the pass with...

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“Dinner for Two, Plus One?” by Jacen Patchwork

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The house seemed to groan in protest as Freddie began his work in the kitchen. He smiled, taking the complaint in stride. What was it they said; everyone is a critic? He didn’t really understand why people said that; most people were not critics. Though, he knew, many people were prone to criticism. But now, in the age of cellphones, Yelp, and Google Maps, maybe most people did think of themselves as actual critics? Freddie didn’t know. It didn’t really matter though, in the end, he knew everything would work out as it was meant to. There w...

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“A Hundred and One Days” by Zayra Villamor

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I ORDERED my usual meal in this restaurant where I used to eat my dinner. I sat near the window, watching the city lights glow in the dark; just like a fallen star on the ground, lighting up the long road. I took a bite of the omelet, cheesy with dark leafy greens. It’s my favorite. There's nothing unusual tonight, it was just me, dining in this restaurant. I can see the servers from where I was seated. All young people dressed in white tunics move wordlessly to and from the table, keeping the platters and glasses full. I thought tonight w...

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“Just One Dance” by Donavan Barrier

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It all started with a dance, a simple rocking of bodies. Back and forth. Back and forth. The cigarette smoke cleared, and the music died slowly. But they weren't aware of it. They hadn't noticed that most of the patrons of the place had left. They were on cloud nine, no—they were in heaven. They felt weightless in each other's arms. They could feel each other's heartbeat through their shirts. Their collective warmth was comforting; their arms extended to each of their backs like a heated blanket. Their breath was light, almost nonexiste...

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“When Monsters Feast” by Ramiled Rose

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I’ve amassed an army, humans are terrified and I have become a king. The abyss no longer holds me hostage and humanity as I’ve known it has advanced. But no level of technology could have made them foresee me. And as I stood on top of the world, the poor little girl that held my hand in the abyss walked in. Her face inhuman, her stride was calm, she stopped in front of me with a new form I failed to recognize at first glance. “I see you’re doing well Vi.” I tell her, as her gaze looks up at me, and empty eyes stare back.&nbsp...

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“Events Reported at Tapasya Paratha Junction” by Sharmila Shankarkumar

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Myself, Jaspal Singh Rana, and the other guy, Yatinder Singh. Picture the scene at Tapasya Paratha Junction, home of the mega-paratha. The two of us sitting on opposite sides of the table, our eyes boring into each other, our mouths open, tongues glistening, stomachs emptied out in preparation. Three enormous parathas, those mouth-wateringly flaky breads, enough for a small army, piled up next to each of us. It was time to decide who had the winning stomach, whose gastric juices could mount the greatest attack, whose intestines could take th...

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“Table for Two ” by Sabrina Pebblebrook

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Michelle’s Bistro was busting to the brim with hungry customers, as I watched them swarm around me like flies on a rotting carcass. The table to my left was a couple blatantly ignoring each other on their phones- the man, an older, grey haired fox, was scrolling through pictures of models on his instagram feed. How did I know? I held back a laugh as the obvious reflections of naked flesh flickered across the reflections of his ray ban glasses. His beloved was far too busy taking photos of herself at different angles to care, puckering her ho...

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“Dearest of Friends” by John Michail

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"Go ahead, let's have a seat," Darren spoke. After you, my old friend," Jon replied. "All right. Thank you, brother," Darren said as he took his seat. "I'll be right back to take your orders, OK!" said the waitress. Darren & Jon replied in harmony, "Sure." The two let out a laugh and settled into their seats. Darren started saying, "Do you remember the last time we were in this place?" "My God, it has to be at least ten years now," Jon said. "Yeah, that's right!" Darren gleefully agreed. Jon's face immediately had fallen into a somber lo...

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“Even at the End of the World...” by Tee Stories

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It all of a sudden started to rain. The weather called for thunderstorms all week but the downpour was so unexpected. By day 3 it seemed as if a month of rain had already fallen. Very bizarre for a July. But we weren’t worried. It kept the 2 of us inside. We were already working from home for the last year since the pandemic started but this time it was something about the storm that kept us in concentration mode. We’d spend most of our days in front of our computers aligned with our huge bay window that overlooked the...

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“Supping On The Edge Of The World” by Cole Wander

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My mother once told me that every truth in the universe could be found in her locket. Heart-shaped, a single ruby at its tarnished centre – nothing more than a cheap trinket. But her eyes were so filled with love when she told me, that for a brief moment, I dared to believe her. I have carried that love with me ever since. Years later, I tore that same locket from her withered neck. She wasn’t dead. Oh no, not quite. Not as she wished she was. Not as I wished she was. The first sign had been the ice entering her eyes, blue flooding the ord...

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“They Ate Museli Silently” by Oscar Cole

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They ate muesli silently. Or at least without talking, for the sound of slurping and chewing, the clinking of metal spoons on ceramic bowls, filled the otherwise quiet room. “What are you doing today, kid?” said the father, breaking the relative silence. “I’m not a kid,” said his son. The father sighed, his spoon hovering above its bowl. “Fine. What are you doing today, sixteen-year-old boy who happens to be my offspring.” The son rolled his eyes and kept eating mues...

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“Short Stack ” by Ashton Newland

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My secrets were suddenly split open when a cloaked man approached me with my birth name that was written somewhere safe, secret in the forest. There weren’t many of us in these recent times, those who honored the trees. The young man approached with a jar full of opaque, gold, thick liquid; companioned with a glimmer of knowing in his eye. His vibrant, green eyes bored into me, making the hair on my neck stand on end. I felt as if he was a wolf and I a rabbit. He had not yet spoken anything to me, yet I felt the nearing of ...

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“last breath” by Melo Hale

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“Jamie?” the old woman called out. “Yes mom”, replied Jamie. He walked from the kitchen to tend to his mother. He sat next to her and took her hand in his. “Please don’t tell me about the wife thingy again” he leaned back into the couch. Looking away from her to watch the outside world which seemed more interesting. The old woman grinned from ear to ear knowingly. Her wrinkles became even more evident and her eyes beamed with love for her dear son. She knew that her time was near, she soon won’t be able to hold her son. He would be alone wit...

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“Alfonse” by Joe Swanson

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I was supposed to meet him at “Randy’s,” a bar restaurant kind of place. Mostly neighborhood folks. Once in a while some wayfarers, bikers, those passing by and seeing the sign and figuring, “Why not!” There is this cowboy, like the Marlboro man type you see along the road on the building’s roof. A silhouette of a figure cut out of metal just standing there head down, as if waiting for the hangman to show up and read last rites. It has a revolving thing like we used to have on our Christmas tree that splashes it with the color...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 264 stories

“Purple Eye” by Nealofer Fleur

“The Pass” by Harken Void

“Dinner for Two, Plus One?” by Jacen Patchwork

“A Hundred and One Days” by Zayra Villamor

“Just One Dance” by Donavan Barrier

“When Monsters Feast” by Ramiled Rose

“Events Reported at Tapasya Paratha Junction” by Sharmila Shankarkumar

“Table for Two ” by Sabrina Pebblebrook

“Dearest of Friends” by John Michail

“Even at the End of the World...” by Tee Stories

“Supping On The Edge Of The World” by Cole Wander

“They Ate Museli Silently” by Oscar Cole

“Short Stack ” by Ashton Newland

“last breath” by Melo Hale

“Alfonse” by Joe Swanson

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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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