Start your story with a character saying “I can see it now.”

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“The Fortune Teller's Daughter” by Cecilia Maddison

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*Content Warning- reference to murder*“I can see it now, how I’ve been misled, as clear as day. It’s true I killed the fortune teller’s daughter, but she made me do it.”“Is that so?”“I’m a God fearing man, sir. Ask anyone and they’ll tell you I’ve never harmed a person before. Never in my life.”“Indeed.”“Mr Hopkins, I beg you- listen to my account and make right the wrongs that have taken place. Only you can save me from the gallows. I don’t deserve to die!”“I’m here to find out the truth, Thomas. I’ll do it not for the shillings your father...

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“I Have Few Words For This” by Scott Christenson

Submitted to Contest #152

“I can see it now,” Regina said right after she pulled up her bangs and looked at her forehead in the mirror. Jake, her boyfriend, had pointed out a pimple. She was irritated to be receiving negative advice again, she found it controlling. In the last few months, Jake had also been constantly complaining about her inability to open up about herself.**After dinner, he sent her a link for a Recovering from Setback seminar. Jake looked at her from over his laptop.“Do you see the seminar link yet?” Jake asked.“I can see it now”, she sa...

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“Déjà Vu” by Chelsey Blankenship

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I can see it now. The fire rated glass doors to the emergency room slide open. Swirling red lights flash in the black night sky. Rattly wheels of a gurney roll onto white linoleum tiles, white sheets are tinged red, pink and black, doused with blood and caked with ash. Melted skin mixed with coagulated blood drips from the patient and leaves a sticky trail down the hallway. Screams curdle my blood. I am not a psychic. I couldn’t predict what you’ll have for breakfast, or who will win the lottery or how many kids you and your husband might h...

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“I Can See It Now” by Vickie Kap

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Warning: This story alludes to injustices towards women, sexual coercion and medical malpractice."I can see it now," I said, followed by a dark chuckle. Sarcasm. It's the only way to get through these days."Yeah soon they'll just be barging into hospitals and chaining us up. Keeping us nice and healthy so it all goes well." My friend replies. She's sitting next to me. We're at the park. Observing the playground."Hell, we probably don't even need to be conscious. If our hearts are beating and our brains aren't dead, we could have sh...

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“Arballo Dr. B&E” by Scott Skinner

Submitted to Contest #152

We broke into her house through the kitchen window after James said, “I can see it now. There’s no one in there.” Inside, I learned that sounds are louder when you’re trespassing. I heard my blood moving; it raced all around my body and up into my head until my temples pounded to the beat of my rapid pulse; a hundred fists banging on taut drums. Thump. Thump. Thump. My mind, a place I’ve never understood, was always getting into accidents. James lit up the mustard yellow kitchen with a light fob as my thoughts crashed into each other. ...

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“Patience” by Ela Mikh

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Fortune teller - one who practices divination, but has a more carnival or informal nature. Oracles - also practice divination but oracle describes a higher class, often religious, profession. Prophet - a person claimed to have been contacted by the divine, they may speak of the future, they may speak of new revelations of God and spirituality. “I can see it now so clearly! Yes! Your marriage is over, honey.” Nancy’s jaw dropped while she was watching the woman in front of her casually looking at Nancy while smoothing around a big skirt wit...

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“Dropout” by Richard Seven

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“I can see it now,” Derek told the stone He pounded hammer to chisel, slicing flanks from a refrigerator-sized Indiana limestone block. The rhythmic blows - chank, chank, chank – shot shards across his three-sided studio until they smacked against plastic-covered walls. A plume of rock dust that smelled like an oily beach, hung in the air, and slathered him from his work boots to his goggles. His chest heaved. His forearms throbbed. He was 48 years old, and his art felt more like work each day. He flexed his wrists. He was sturdy at 6...

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“A Night Of Waking Dreams” by Esperanza Rivas

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“I can see it now,” She says nervously. Her big blue eyes stare over you, out the window. “I can see the rain now. It wasn’t raining before, was it?”You pretend to be asleep. Rise and fall. Rise and fall. You force yourself to take big, deep breaths, breaths like the ones Aria takes, the times she’s fallen asleep faster than you. You let out a little sigh, a sleeping sigh, and pray it wasn’t too dramatic.Aria is sitting up. She had been asleep—then the storm started. Probably woke up to the sound of the sky cracking in half and booming as it...

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“A Long Way Back” by Hola :D

Submitted to Contest #152

"I can see it now." I couldn't believe it. All my life I had been living a lie. I didn't want to believe the fact that all this time, all these years, I refused to understand it, I refused to process the words of my parents, the words of everyone around me. Yet, I still felt somewhat right; somewhat sure that I wasn't completely wrong after all. My imagination had tricked me. I was mad at myself. Mad at the fact that I was so ignorant and arrogant. Too lost in my own thoughts and too busy to distinguish the real from the fake. Why didn't I...

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“SCREAMING IN THE NIGHT” by Nancy Richy

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Contains mature language. “I can see it now! Can see it! Got to get it!!” David Stapleton screamed in his sleep. He flailed about on his bed, entangled in a mass of sweaty sheets and blankets. David slowly started to come out of his stupor, stuck in a surreal and frightening dimension between sleep and wakefulness. His eyelids felt stuck together and his mouth was parched. His body felt stiff and leaden, his breathing heavy and his heart racing. David wasn’t sure of his surroundings and didn’t know if he had been dreaming or was reliving...

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“Sparks” by K.J. Dyer

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This story contains suggestive material and language.“I can see it now.”Carlos perched his mask on top of his head as the red faded to blue then to dark gray. The dime row bead on the metal was finally prefect. He had finally mastered the speed and feed of the material. Producing the perfect weld. Maybe even better than his brother Ricardo.Ricardo was a master welder and held the highest levels of certification. He was a respected member of the welding community and had won numerous awards. With all his achievements, he never could shake the...

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“There's a Knife in my Back” by Nic Silvestris

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There’s a Knife in my Back I can see it now. They stood together next to the fire, her clutching the red solo cup filled with brandy with her eyes admiring his lips. He spoke softly through his smirk, waiting to deliver the punchline I’d seen him use on dozens of other women. At first, I was happy she wanted to meet my friends, especially Harrison, well, Harry, because we’d been the best of friends since our bike riding days. We’re the typical foils where opposites attracted, ...

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“Unlearning To Be” by Kevin Leonard

Submitted to Contest #152

“I can see it now.”The voice of the man on the radio was very familiar to the boy, even though he had never met the man. He spoke loudly, always just below a yell, and he used a lot of words that the boy didn’t understand. He spoke with an energy that made the boy feel nervous, like there lurked some danger around the next bend in the road, just out of sight. Papa seemed to like him though. He always listened to him in the car on these long rides. “I can see it. A nation of coddled, man-children. Of course, I’m not supposed to say that....

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“The Searcher” by Dave West

Submitted to Contest #152

“I can see it now,” says the police psychologist. “His entire confession is written in the third person. It’s like he’s talking about someone else.” “Yes,” says the detective inspector. “That’s why we called you. He seems to be completely unconcerned about his own actions. But he knows the game, and it might be an attempt to claim diminished responsibility. We need you to examine him.” Howard’s confession starts when he and Chloe are neighbours in a new housing development favoured by middle-level, ambitious executives. They are in the same ...

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“The Fall of the Empire” by Kaitlyn Mazoka

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“I can see it now.” The Fire Empire had finally defeated the ruthless Ice Empire. The two empires had been fighting for countless brutal days. The Ice Empire fought so hard to try to defeat the Fire Empire. But the Ice Empire failed. They came so terribly close that it hurt even more than what the soldiers in both empires felt while fiercely battling to the death. But why did this horrible war start? Well, hundreds of years ago fairies were claiming their territories on one small continen...

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Start your story with a character saying “I can see it now.”

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✍️ 37 stories

“The Fortune Teller's Daughter” by Cecilia Maddison

“I Have Few Words For This” by Scott Christenson

“Déjà Vu” by Chelsey Blankenship

“I Can See It Now” by Vickie Kap

“Arballo Dr. B&E” by Scott Skinner

“Patience” by Ela Mikh

“Dropout” by Richard Seven

“A Night Of Waking Dreams” by Esperanza Rivas

“A Long Way Back” by Hola :D

“SCREAMING IN THE NIGHT” by Nancy Richy

“Sparks” by K.J. Dyer

“There's a Knife in my Back” by Nic Silvestris

“Unlearning To Be” by Kevin Leonard

“The Searcher” by Dave West

“The Fall of the Empire” by Kaitlyn Mazoka

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