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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“Hey Michel.” by Smriti Mishra

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“Hey, how’ve you been?” Sam asked “You know it’s been a while” Michel said “Yeah, 10 years is a while” “Are you still mad at me?” “I have too much going on to think about you anymore” “Then, why did you agree to meet?” “Force of habit, I still can’t say no” “To me? “ “To anyone.” “You can leave if you want.” “You haven’t changed a bit.” “What do you mean?” “This is what you do. You try to tell everyone what to do, and when they do it, you act like I am the bad guy” “You know in our story no one is the bad guy. We both screwed up equally” “Ye...

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“Dinner with Mom and Dad” by Phillip Marvin

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The boards squeaked under the weight of his father staggering up the front porch steps. Jordan ran, his six-year-old legs ungracefully bringing him down the hallway to the kitchen. He jumped in his chair, almost bowling over in it as the door unlocked, the screen slamming home like a coffin closing. Jordan kept his head down, the thump-thump of his father's footfalls getting louder, the uneven steps a subtle warning to him. Dad had been drinking. Those dragging feet and his hating violence had scared Jordan's mom so much she had left. Jordan...

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“Humana” by Mike Garrigan

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The scent of freshly crushed garlic wafted over the candlelit tables of Braddington’s Seafood Grille. The low light masked the brilliant, polished concrete floor upon which Nova’s Sketchers made no sound. Sherri, the hostess, guided Nova to a table in the far corner of the restaurant. Sherri stopped mid-stride and Nova nearly bumped in to her. “Sorry,” Sherri said, turning to explain. “I got a text.”“No worries,” Nova said. “Here you are,” Sherri said, guiding Nova to the table where Ethan sat, staid and waiting. Sherri return...

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“Lost” by Blue Ridge Writers

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Reba inspected the burger in her hands, sniffed it, took a tentative bite. Her friend Mary scrutinized her carefully. They met at the local burger joint after school. Mary broke the procedure. “What are you doing?” Reba wiped her mouth with a napkin. “Are they supposed to be green?” Mary shook her head in dismay. “If you get the avocado sauce, duh.” ...

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“Everything they do together is sitting for a meal” by Atira Tantrey

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Sidra, wife of Salman, a government employee who spends on night at home and one at his office. Staying in office in alternate days is an obligation of law while feeling lonely at home is an obligation of heart for Sidra. Sidra and Salman has no children but Sidra has a daughter! What? Yes, before marrying Salman,Sidra was married to Ahmed. Ahmad was a gentle man, highly intellectual and an extremely caring husband. After 2 years being in marriage Ahmad died in an accident leaving behind an 8 month old daughter 'Sarah'. Each day Sidra used t...

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“Spilled milkshakes.” by Annabel Anniebelleapara@gmail.com

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I felt my breath hang in my throat as she asked me that dreaded question. Why did I even come and sit next to her at lunch today? Was it because she was my best friend? Or because everyone else in school seemed weird? What ever the reason was, it was better that answering this question. I should have prepared for it, I knew that somehow, it would leak out, that someone would say something and because of that, I would lose my best friend. I was not prepared for that. She was the only one that really understood me, and I had just betrayed her....

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“Perfect” by Nimisha Kantharia

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Then 7.00 pm I could hear the sizzle of the oil sputtering as my mother tempered the lentils. My eyes roved over and over our living room, making sweeping passes at first, then alighting on individual furniture and objects. I estimated that the edge of the sofa was the correct distance from the wall. I checked that all pot lids were placed the correct way up, that all electronic devices were closed shut and all throw-able objects were out of sight. And yet when the sound of the lift caught my ear, the ancient elevator creaking upwards and la...

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“It's a Long Way” by DREW LANE

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Water dropped from the green-painted pits of the porch on the other side of the door. Right there, by the counter that faced the gleam of the lake. It dropped and dropped just like the clock ticked and ticked in my back. It all ticked and dropped, it all dropped and ticked.And still, she wasn't there.I wasn't expecting her to show up on time. I wasn't even expecting her to show up. At all. The opaque clouds I had expected, the fog wrapping around the inn I had foreseen, even the rain at the foot of the mountain, I had imagined. But her showi...

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“Chomp!” by Dylan Wilson

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Chomp! “Sarina Put your mask on!” I screamed. “Why!” she moaned “We’re inside.” “You must wait till the air has been depressurised!” Ruff-Ruff. “Quite Ares or I won't give you your doggy treats” Ares is mischief, loves to bark and destroy the little things we have. It's 2179 and it has been 35 long terrible and boring years since we have been able to go outside without an oxygen mask. It's tuff with them on but we need them due to the governments being unable to stop pollution when they first heard of it ‘those dick heads’. I threw m...

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“The Text” by Yvette Francaise

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Her stone cold glare could freeze Hell. My mother sat across from me in a drab grey dining room at a white kitchen table. Her grey wool dress looked even more dull in the flickering chandelier above our heads. Her grey hair was in a bun so tight that it must have been the source of her tension. It felt as if I was in an interrogation for a crime that I didn't commit. My simple black sweater dress felt uncomfortable as I ran my hand through my long brown hair. Unfortunately dinner was a salad and chicken soup. "Have you considered yo...

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“WHAT ALIVE TASTES LIKE” by Justine Buhl

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A ghost and a zombie were staring at each other. It was hard to tell which one of them was more dead. The zombie had a greenish skin that matched perfectly her pink destroyed clothes. Some said she had once been this famous singer that no one ever remembers. Nobody listened to her songs anymore. She was really dead and yet, she could talk and walk. Sitting on one of the tombstones in the graveyard, anyone would have thought she was a real person in disguised. An old one, with hair falling from her round skull and not enough teeth in...

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“Deja You” by Andrew Fruchtman

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Our story starts with a man puttering in a kitchen. Let’s call him Michael, once the most popular male name in America. Michael is preparing a very special meal for his wife. Let’s call her Susan. It is their forty-fifth wedding anniversary. Michael is fast approaching his seventieth birthday, the age where you max out your social security benefits but non-max just about everything else in your life. The age where you hesitate and second think your own mores and abilities as social and technological changes occur. The age where you can clear...

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“King Malachi's Guest” by Chris Wagner

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"Unhand me, you brute!" I smiled as two of my salamander-like underlings carried in a near hog tied figure in a pink dress to my banquet table, depositing her in the seat of honor. "Welcome, Princess Strawberry." When our eyes met, her face flushed red, all the way to the tips of her pointy ears. "What is the meaning of this, you, you scaly creep?" I waved to the feast my reptilian chefs had set out on the linen spread. "Dinner." She shook her blonde locks out of her face, giving me a pouty look. "What, you intend...

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“Blueberry bread and Honey cake” by Sita J

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My heart skipped a beat when I saw her!! Nearly 15 years! The dwindling past now seems like someone else’s story. All those deep emotions of fond memories have evanesced… like the faint fragrance of dried potpourri flowers slowly losing their scent. We have not kept in touch. I wonder why! Actually, I know exactly why. While I was standing there pondering, her eyes met mine! I waved at her. She waved back. From feet away, I could see her eyes sparkling, like the big diamond ring on her finger. Engaged?! Married?! She walked towards me. ...

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“Unexpected Music” by Elizabeth Maxson

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The coldness of the room had nothing to do with the temperature. My father and I had avoided each other for several years. Ever since I found out he had another life for most of my childhood, I couldn’t look at him the same way. He missed many of my events because he “had to work,” and it was clear those really were just excuses for him to spend time with Justina. Her name was ironic because everything about her was not justified. She spent time with a man who was already married with three kids and a life that needed him.&nbs...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 264 stories

“Hey Michel.” by Smriti Mishra

“Dinner with Mom and Dad” by Phillip Marvin

“Humana” by Mike Garrigan

“Lost” by Blue Ridge Writers

“Everything they do together is sitting for a meal” by Atira Tantrey

“Spilled milkshakes.” by Annabel Anniebelleapara@gmail.com

“Perfect” by Nimisha Kantharia

“It's a Long Way” by DREW LANE

“Chomp!” by Dylan Wilson

“The Text” by Yvette Francaise

“WHAT ALIVE TASTES LIKE” by Justine Buhl

“Deja You” by Andrew Fruchtman

“King Malachi's Guest” by Chris Wagner

“Blueberry bread and Honey cake” by Sita J

“Unexpected Music” by Elizabeth Maxson

🌟 Similar prompts

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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