Start your story with a character taking a leap of faith.

Posted in Middle School on Oct 25, 2022

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“Class of '24” by Jim Corinthians

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“Hey, James, listen.” I pull on his sleeve. He’s so much taller than me. I have to look up at his gorgeous brown eyes... No! I have to focus! “Oh what up shorty? I didn’t see you there!” He rests his arm on my head, exaggerating our height difference. “C'mon, stop that! You know I hate that.” I lied. It was the last day of high school, and we were dressed in incredibly cheap nylon robes. This whole graduation ceremony was incredibly tacky. “Seriously, I need to say-” A loud tapping rang through the hall. Someone stood...

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“The Tiny Bakery ” by Mello Timothy

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"I'm opening a bakery." Amkele said, voice trembling. Her mother giggled and her father choked on his tea. They were sitting outside in the family garden on a Sunday afternoon. Amkele hated Sunday tea. She didn't much like being around her parents. It's not that they were bad people but they had too much control on her life, mostly her mother and her father just went along with whatever she said. He never had much interest in her or the family for that matter. Always working, when not, at the country club or sailing or golfing. Anyth...

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“Knick the Knight” by Alyson Ackman

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“Knick the Knight eyed the bottomless chasm ahead of him, aware that certain death lay at the bottom,” Knick spoke to himself as he rocked back and forth, armour clinking and clunking as he moved, preparing for the leap of faith through darkness. “He could hardly see the other side, but he knew it was the only way. He geared up, and…” Knick ran full tilt and leapt through the air, flying over the two foot fissure. Despite the short hop, Knick stumbled on the landing, tweaking his bad knee, but quickly composed himself and raised both arms in...

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“Old Gold” by Isabelle Saadatmand

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“Stop!” “Put your hands in the air!” The police surround me, and as I turn to face them I begin to step backwards towards the edge of the building. I hold my bag tighter to my chest. I can’t lose this. I can’t let the team down. “You have nowhere to go, thief, stand down.” A police officer says as they continue to close in around me. I know what I have to do, we planned for this. The team told me I’d need to, and the they set it up so I would be s...

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“Behind a Thin Disguise” by Joy J

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Dear Jani, What would it have been like if you hadn’t needed him to place a note in your pocket in case you were found and you couldn’t speak for your actions when they knocked down the door at some motel in Woodland Hills where you fell victim to your old friend, JD? --- “So, where is he?” “… he’s in the ground.” Best Western Motel, West Hollywood, 2011. We’d made it—our first real tour as a band was a 5-stop west coast deal that kicked off right smack in the land of my dreams. My drummer and I got in a day early s...

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“Ziggurat” by Kutee Tilbe

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'If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?' is a philosophical thought which always amused her. She knew she screamed as she sailed through the air. It wasn't audible to her. Free fall. Into what? Thrown into the abyss to get to what? The tunnel spewed her out. Whoosh! A welcoming warm water engulfed her. Swimming pool? 'Is this the end? Am I drowning?' Panic-stricken, she frantically tried to wriggle free standing upright. The reverberation she created in the water stuck with her long after she stead...

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“A Winners Tale” by Hxmda A.A

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Ace’s soft brown hair blew gently with the wind, stormy grey eyes meeting Annabella’s dark ones, his soft lips turning up into a grin, “the city doesn’t need a hero, it needs more than that.” He was saying looking up into the night sky. Annabella hummed, bracing her feet on the roof of the tall building they stood atop of, hair flying into the air behind her, hands on the gun at her hip. The man before her looked so beautiful under the stars, his hard eyes turning back to her, his men standing behind him. “This city needs someone who unde...

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“Leash On Faith ” by Brenda Butler

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Julie knew what she wanted to do; she just did not know where to begin. Her heart was in the right place because animals and helping them was a passion for her. It all began when she came across a Jack Russell puppy on the side of the road. It was good that she was on the side of the road and not attempting to cross the four lanes of traffic. She would have been hit without a doubt. She spotted her as she was approaching the light at the corner of Pine and Cone Avenues. She knew she needed to turn around and go back and get...

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“God's Finger” by Joe Swanson

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Summer in the Midwest, for those of you who have never experienced one, is a combination of heaven and hell. Summers that are smothered with humidity you can walk on, and knowing that this may not be the first day of the rest of your life, but probably the last. When you live in the city you don’t have a lot of choices when it comes to escaping the heat. You have even fewer chances when you are ten years old. Cement ponds are an attempt to squelch the riots that stem from the stress that accompanies, not being able to escape what...

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“The Chocolate Pimp” by Jeannie Labelle -Potvin

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“Lucie, Lucie, wake up!”Rita gently prodded her best friend, watching carefully for any small movement that would indicate Lucie was still alive.Rita’s heart began to beat a little faster.Was it possible her friend had died? Should she call someone? The scariest part was that Rita couldn’t remember the number to call.Her fear subsided just enough to allow her to poke Lucie a little harder.She took a huge leap of faith, loudly pleading, “Lucie, please wake up, I need, I need... chocolate!” In the moment it was the best excuse she could c...

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“looking back” by Richard Devanney

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Looking back, there was nothing to leave, any memories that remained had tarnished to seem worthless. His heart felt so heavy that each step seemed to be dragging his feet through Fundy mud at low time, taking forever to escape the moment. He was squinting to keep the tears from falling ,but only, crushed his soul more with knowing that life was gone for good. Now flight was the option that seemed hope full, he knew that change was required,,but , will power and inner conviction were in too much for a weak man. She would find...

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“My Own Personal Hunger Games” by Allison Courtenay

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Leaves poke their heads hesitantly through the tree bark like Punxatony Phil on Groundhog’s day. There was still a chill in the air, but it's been sweetened with pollen and honey. The branches rustle making the static in my head audible to the world. I thought my thoughts were tethered to home but no--they’re tethered to me. I used to read a lot when I was a kid. Harry Potter, the Hunger Games, all the Y.A. classics. Books helped me fly out of this world and into another. Now, they have the opposite effect; books ground me. They root ...

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“Farce” by Sophia D

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When I first noticed the letter in the mail, there was something about the gold embossing on the front that spoke of possibility. Its words radiated out, filling me with newfound hope. I’ve never really been the adventurous type. All my life, I’ve been the one who waits to be told what to do and where to go. It’s never been something I’ve chosen for myself. Which is why I cannot believe I answered the letter. It wasn’t even addressed to me. Up until that point, I’d been tending horses on my auntie’s farm. Each day, I woke up with the sun t...

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“A Fountain of Falling Stars” by Joan Kirstien Borja

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There was once a poor girl called Haneefa who lived in a barn together with her mother. Every night the girl would sneak out and sit at their front porch to gaze at the falling stars. One day, her mother saw her sitting at their front steps, she sits beside her daughter and ask "What are you doing here at night Haneefa?" she asked while gazing at her daughter who's eyes are looking upward. "I am looking at the falling stars," said the daughter. "Yes they are beautiful to look at, but you still need to rest," said her mother. "Mother, I want ...

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“Cocoon of life” by Altaf Bankotkar

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And there I sat, in the cocoon of life, drenched in my own reverie. How cold it was, the breeze, piercing through my bare face. I sat there for three whole days, eating only wild berries and edible leaves. I had to relive every bit of my memory, through the sheer capability of recalling. Recollecting every piece of your life is a pretty gruesome task, at least for those who hold remorse for their actions. Nonetheless, most of the important memories are just going to skip for indeed man is forgetful. I froze. I remembered what Imam al-Shafi s...

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Start your story with a character taking a leap of faith.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 151 stories

“Class of '24” by Jim Corinthians

“The Tiny Bakery ” by Mello Timothy

“Knick the Knight” by Alyson Ackman

“Old Gold” by Isabelle Saadatmand

“Behind a Thin Disguise” by Joy J

“Ziggurat” by Kutee Tilbe

“A Winners Tale” by Hxmda A.A

“Leash On Faith ” by Brenda Butler

“God's Finger” by Joe Swanson

“The Chocolate Pimp” by Jeannie Labelle -Potvin

“looking back” by Richard Devanney

“My Own Personal Hunger Games” by Allison Courtenay

“Farce” by Sophia D

“A Fountain of Falling Stars” by Joan Kirstien Borja

“Cocoon of life” by Altaf Bankotkar

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story that spans a month during which everything changes.

Write a story where one person is trying to say goodbye but keeps getting interrupted.

Write about someone who is always looking toward the future.

Start your story with an ending and work backward toward the beginning.

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