Start your story with a character saying “Where I come from, …”

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“The Moonborn’s Touch” by Valeria Lopez

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Where I come from the water turns muddy when the sun hits the sky, Undrinkable for any living being and untouchable unless you want to lose a hand. Where I come from when the silver light of the moon hits the water it turns crystal, It returns into its freshness and the water sits heavenly under the moonlight. The place where I come from there is a woman whose hair carries the silver of the moon, whispers at town dare say she was born from the moon's womb. She carries herself with glee and wherever she goes people welcome her w...

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“A Saved Push” by MELLANIE BROWN

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A Saved Push All Three Where I come from is a small town in North Carolina. The thought of a small town boy coming in a position making more than a hundred thousand dollars a year is amazing to me. “Keep pushin” is my friend Paul's favorite saying. I use that phrase when I hear others want to give up. Life does give us curveballs. It is up to us how we handle those curveballs. One thing I’ve learned is that numbers do not lie. It can tell a story. A few months ago my life changed. It was a normal day of work as usual. Paul was inspiring S...

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“Where I Come From” by Nina Strelov

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Where I come from, people move like schools of fish. We’ve never been known for cooperation or for being particularly considerate, but we’re attuned to the slightest adjustments in body language. Ready to alter our direction by the half inch that evades disaster. We are millions lodged together on this tiny island walking in each other’s footsteps without ever crossing paths or bumping into one another - mostly. We are as unique as individuals get, in a world made of differences, but our hive mind kicks into gear the longer we have been here...

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“Creatures of the land of the damned” by Agris Engelis

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“Where I come from, the land has never seen the light of the sun.” The well aged Gentleman said finishing his cup of coffee. “You asked me who I am, but I say it does now matter, for I am but a tool, a weapon to keep the dark at bay. I am the gatekeeper of my home.” I had met this mystery of a man purely by chance. It happened about 4 hours ago, he barged into my house without saying a word. At first, I thought he was a burglar, but he asked for nothing, he said nothing, he just ran around my house, checking every closet, bed, and dark corne...

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“The Train” by Beth Mason

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Where I come from, the train is the only way to get anywhere. Within the towering walls of our great city, the train is our freedom and our captor. Each day, we wait in scattered crowds at the station, our fragile bodies shivering as we bundle ourselves up in the scraps of our coats against the blistering chill that always hangs in the air like a noose. We fix our eyes on the distant tracks, listening with strained ears for the eerie whistle drawing closer and waiting, waiting, waiting for the flash of glistening steel to emerg...

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“A Price Paid” by Dan Spark

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Warning: Story depicts imagery of war, death, and some violence. "That's right dear", said Hilda, "just like in your story books." "Don't lie to me Mama!”, she squealed, giggling. "I would never lie to you cupcake, it's all true." She paused, and the warm glow of her face faded. "You see sweetie, where I come from, little girls like you grow up to be angels." Sierra curled her lip, thinking. "Then why did you leave Mama? You didn't wanna be angels too?" Hilda scanned the room, taking in all the nu...

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“Pigs Fly before humans” by Siddarth Kotum

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“Where I come from, pigs could fly before humans” Those tiny bundles of joy, my dearest grandchildren stopped crying immediately. At ages 7 and 6, it is expected that they have little quarrels. Ones that always end in tears and snot and broken toys. But every time I say that sentence, they stop crying. After blinking out some tears and rubbing some snot on his sleeve, my older one said, “Daddad, daddad, tell me the story?” The story, ahh. I start with that sentence, but every time I tell them a made-up story to teach them a le...

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“Teenage Angst” by Michael Lewis

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Teenage Angst Where I come from, teenage boys have already grown into adulthood, and are therefore sexually mature. The phone call came as Donald was sitting in the only decent chair in his house. " Hello!" " Hi, Donald, it's Brian." "Hi, Brian,...

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“The Old Man and the Rabbit” by Lauren North

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“Where I come from, a person returns things to the place they belong,” the old man grumbles as an icy wind whips away the plume of his breath. He stumps through the swirling snowflakes across the SuperValu car park—deserted now, save for his own ’77 VW Dasher—toward the lone shopping trolley that’s rolled away and stuck in the brittle grass between the pavement and the motorway. He could swear he’d checked the tarmac thoroughly, as is his habit, before bringing the rest of the trolleys in at the store’s closing. Some gobshite abandoned it o...

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“Traumatizing Success” by Jackie I

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Where I come from, strippers are prostitutes; dirty women who are all addicted to drugs and love easy money. No one in my family would have ever associated me as one. They think strippers might have a disease or worse try stealing your man. Pretty Silly. Little did they know, they had a family member who worked as a stripper. They would never understand the amount of pain that was endured during every shift. Working at a strip club was agonizing but paid for my survival. If they ever found out, I would no longer have a family to reach out...

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“A Place I Use To Call Home” by Melinda Madrigal

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Where I come from is not a place I talk about. Where I come from is a place I don't remember. Where I come from is a distant memory. My memories of my hometown, the place where I was born and raised are fading away never to return. My heart longs for the days of fresh summer air, long winter nights and fun times with friends and family. I long to return to the place, the town I missed for the past ten years. I long to return to a place where I felt happy. I long to see my parents, brother and sister. I long to be the carefree girl I use ...

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“Dora and Duane: A Romance” by Janet Carl

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I come from a place where people think nothing surprising ever happens. Not true. For instance, just last week on a typically frosty night, I drove up the treacherous gravel road, around the bend and into our driveway. As I got out of the car, I saw something massive headed toward me. Too tall for a dog, too broad for a coyote, not a cow, and--please God--not a bull, too bulky for a mountain lion, but it was running full tilt whatever it was. I looked around desperately for some way to defend myself. I had a plastic bag full of canned goods ...

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“"Where I Come From."” by Russ Hussain

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"Where I come from is a little village in Nepal," Kendra replied in broken English, smiling politely to the customer. Furtively, she avoids his glance. The lobby is in mayhem with customers waiting to be seated, some shouting and others wearing tight, bristly expressions. Somewhere, a tray of drinking glasses shatters to the floor. "You don't look Indian, " the customer's tone is thick. "Erm, kinda," she gives another nervous smile, tapping the computer. "Your table's ready, forgive the wait." The lobby now bec...

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“Fionn” by Emily Westcott

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“Where I come from…” His voice deadened. He tried once more. His mouth opened wider than a salmon’s before quickly closing. A nervous pulse rushed through his neck. Ahead of the room, he saw the long rows of school chairs staring at him, as he stood at the centre of their attention. Class had never felt so intense. “Come on, Fionn!” Elizabeth was always the class cheerleader. “We want to know where you’re from.” Mrs. Finagon sternly lowered her skeleton like hand till it was level at her thigh. Silence. Fionn gazed down at hi...

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“Text Message” by Clinton Wilson, Jr.

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“Where I come from shit isn’t sweet.” Now get the fuck out of here. In the last month, he has sent me home five times for stupid infractions docking my pay each time. It never occurred to me that disorganizing the meat freezer would be like stealing money from the cash register. I can see froth bursting from the sides of his mouth. Even though his arms were flailing about, I felt safe. I felt an awkward lull come over me, as he mimicked the antics of an ungraceful ballerina who, with each movement, looks less graceful. Having something to do...

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Start your story with a character saying “Where I come from, …”

Submissions are closed

✍️ 85 stories

“The Moonborn’s Touch” by Valeria Lopez

“A Saved Push” by MELLANIE BROWN

“Where I Come From” by Nina Strelov

“Creatures of the land of the damned” by Agris Engelis

“The Train” by Beth Mason

“A Price Paid” by Dan Spark

“Pigs Fly before humans” by Siddarth Kotum

“Teenage Angst” by Michael Lewis

“The Old Man and the Rabbit” by Lauren North

“Traumatizing Success” by Jackie I

“A Place I Use To Call Home” by Melinda Madrigal

“Dora and Duane: A Romance” by Janet Carl

“"Where I Come From."” by Russ Hussain

“Fionn” by Emily Westcott

“Text Message” by Clinton Wilson, Jr.

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story in which someone returns to their hometown.

Write a story about coming of age in a big city.

Write a story where a local takes a newcomer under their wing.

Think of someone who stood on the periphery of your childhood memories (a classmate, a teacher, a neighbor) and cast them as the main character of your story.

Contest #164

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