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Write a story about an unlikely group (or pair) of friends.

Posted in Middle School on Nov 1, 2022

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The Case of the Disappearing Damsels

Submitted to Contest #149

Harry Krakow was reclining on his bed in the corner of his small, sparsely furnished efficiency in Hell’s Kitchen. In one corner was a hotplate sitting on an end table to heat up soup or canned beans. The room also contained a battered chest of drawers he had found on the street. A cracked mirror hung above it, secured by a single nail in the wall. The only window in the place looked out on an airshaft with trash collecting at the bottom.It was the summer of 1935 and Harry was feeling depressed and at loose ends. He was having trouble findin...

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The Witch of Montefiore

Submitted to Contest #149

“I want… to see my daughter…” The woman rasped her words slowly, but with distress. Her time was nearly up. That was alright. Aviva had gotten all she needed. The woman was a florist. She had loved gardening ever since she was little. Her favorite flower was a chrysanthemum. She had been 89 when she died eleven years ago.  “I want to see…my daughter...” She --Dalia was her name-- spoke with tired urgency. Her lucidity was wavering. She was repeating her words, unable to form new thoughts. It was time to let her rest. Aviva had her han...

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Speeding Ticket Jones

Submitted to Contest #149

Tia’s Grill had been on this street since before Damien was born, and seeing as how it was always full of people, would probably be there long after he was gone. There was a different mural painted on each wall, with colorful paper decorations hung neatly from the ceiling. The bar was in the center of the place, lit mostly by the three mini tv’s put up in the back by the all the bottles of liquor. The regular bartender was there, mixing drinks to make his own sort of magic.  ‘Alcohol magic would probably be pretty useful’ he thou...

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Another?

Submitted to Contest #149

The flash outlined the silhouetted as it stooped entering through the thick black wooden door. Shuttering the tempest like a muddy retriever. The twisted staff placed in the crux between the wall and the end of the bar. The wary travels’ body slumped onto the stool as outside drippings continued to plop to the floor. Long white knuckles clung to the edge of the bar, settling cold bones in place.“Welcome to the Hounds Tooth Pub, what can I get ya?”The bartender had already sized up his customer pouring a tall snout of whiskey into a tumbler.“...

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Strange Allies

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The dracoz made an intimidating figure against the setting sun: He had black scales with a bit of gray down the throat, two large horns jutting from the top of his draconic head, and a long tail ending in a spade point trailing behind him. His yellow eyes gleamed in the dusk light. His kilt rustled in the wind of the plains as the sun glinted off bits of armor adorning his torso. His greatsword - complete with a gem upon the pommel - swung at his side.   His name was Draknor, and for many a long year he had wandered the lands and...

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Weird Band Chaperons

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Weird Band ChaperonsWe are close friends who were brought together through our repeated years of band practice. Meg is quiet and shy, with or without her flute. Dan, who plays trumpet, and Kyle with his French horn, are our loud ones. These two tall giraffes can be attention-grabbing fanfares even without their instruments. The other guy in our friendship gang is Dakota. He is short, intense, and as relentless as his drumming in the band performances. I am Dee, the last of our group, the other girl of our five, and I play the piano in our ba...

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Emotional Support Mirror

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Submitted to Contest #149

[content warning for transphobia and language] My mom was waiting for me at the front door when I got home from school that day. Based on her stormy expression and the report card crumpled in her fist, I could already guess which lecture she was gearing up for, so I swerved and went through the garage door instead.  “Chelsea!” she shouted after me, hurrying down the front steps so she could keep bothering me, “Get your ass back here. We need to talk about this.”  “No, we don’t,” I said, booking it as fast as I could towards t...

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Affairs in Order

Submitted to Contest #149

TW: Swearing and sexual references. Aled gazed with incredulity. How could every dirty secret he’d kept for so many years have shown up at his engagement party. His palms began to sweat. His throat begged for a drink.             Had she done it on purpose? These were her guests. Laura caught him gazing at her and smiled, brown eyes glinting with the same sparkle as the ring he’d slipped over her finger.             “I sh...

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Sheepdog

Submitted to Contest #149

“But we’re a retirement community!” Ursula whined. Doris wheeled her tea-tray of canalés and Darjeeling to their usual courtyard table. “Why would he keep hanging around?” She helped unload brunch from the cart as Doris took a seat next to Marnie, completing their trifecta. “Why’re you complaining?” Marnie cupped her hand under an inaugural bite. “Having a young man around is nice every so often.” She shimmied with a smile as Doris poured them tea. “Because it’s strange!” Ursula took her cup with a thankful smile before snapping her face ...

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Why Didn’t I Notice

Submitted to Contest #149

       Adeline Meyer was the best friend a girl could have. She was always there when others weren’t, and even though her problems were much worse than mine, she never made mine feel insignificant. She was perfect—to everyone but herself.       The night before my life came crashing down, Adeline and I were having one of our many sleepovers. It was pretty normal—prank calls, baking, and talking about boys, (Ryan Carter in particular). Adeline was stuck on Ryan like glue, and ha...

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“God Only Knows”

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  “Hey, clean this clutter up!” John playfully kicked his roommate as he passed by a crumpled wad of paper, an errant sock and an uneaten half sandwich on a paper plate, right in the middle of the apartment floor. “God is coming over, and he told me he’d kick your ass if he sees the place in a mess.”   Harry burst out laughing. “Who’s coming over?”  “God.” I forgot to tell you. I met him at the Ferry last week. We got to talking, and now we’re bffs. At first I didn’t believe him when he said he was God, but...

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Scribe Automatica

Submitted to Contest #149

“Has that always been there?”            “Has what?”            “That tree.”            “You’re asking me if a specific tree has always been there? Teddy we are in the middle of the woods. All these trees have always been here since always,” Daisy swept the frizzy strands of hair from her forehead in a futile attempt to keep it from blocking her eyes.     &nbs...

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Daisy Died

Submitted to Contest #149

Five pins hovered above the shiny polished wood, hanging from their necks. Below them, their brothers knocked together before bustling into the black pit, disappearing from sight.   Daisy Miller stood at the tail end of the lane and watched the remaining five settle where 10 once stood. She inhaled slowly, paused a moment, and then swung.  Crash!  The row of white was torn in two by the hurtling purple blur. Daisy raised her hands in victory and delighted in the sound of her friends cheering behind her.  ...

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When Harry Met Ginny

Submitted to Contest #149

There were two males in Ginny’s life who did their best to hold a mirror of truth before her eyes. They each loved her in ways that fed her soul and filled many of the spaces that had left her empty and depleted for so many years.The first and perhaps most important of these men, was her maternal grandfather. Ginny was his first born grandchild, born to his only child. His wife, Elizabeth Jean, had died 2 months before Ginny was born. As the child grew and began maneuvering her surroundings, her uncanny resemblance to the dead woman was som...

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Unlikely

Submitted to Contest #149

Sarah and Tamara were a strange pair; no one knew how they got along, nor how they decided what to do together. They were living on two completely different wavelenths - they were like day and night. Sarah was nothing short of bubbly, enthusiastic, loud, and - well – rosey. Her wardrobe was to the taste of that compared to a five year old girl: pastel, cute and mostly pink. She referred to it as ‘kawaii’ or ‘e-girl’ style. Her appearance made to look purposefully innocent and soft, younger even, with blushing cheeks and doe-eyes sparkling. S...

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