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Write a story about someone whose job is to make miracles happen, literally or figuratively.

Posted in Middle School on Nov 1, 2022

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“Just One Wish” by Prachi Shah

Submitted to Contest #152

I gulped enormous amounts of air, even though it belonged to a cave. A million fingers of musty air shaken with refreshing mold, a dash of stagnant water with twist of stale urine. It was awful, but anything that didn’t reek of oil, dust and seven centuries was fine by me. Boy it felt good to be out! “Hi!” I said, smiling at the girl holding my lamp. She was in her early twenties, her scraggly frame supporting faded blue pants and a green t-shirt that was two sizes too big. Her hair sprang in every direction and were as curly as the ancie...

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“The Healer of Bremen Township” by Nathan Cameron

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1 “Who wants to see a miracle today?” The crowd, made up mostly by Bremen township locals and filled to its entirety with out-of-towners, murmurs a low clap. While folk like to talk about every Sunday being God’s day, it takes only a mildly muggy day to sap the Holy Spirit right out of them. “I said, WHO!” I give a slight pause for effect, “Wants to see a MIRACLE,” another small pause to really resurrect them this morning, “TODAY!?”  The mass clamors. With the loud jeers comes a collective surge of oxytocin, producing a feeling of w...

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“Call Me Raven” by Michael Jefferson

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King Toliver Nesbitt flashes his million-dollar caps and wiggles his bushy eyebrows at Chancellor Manville Dubois, a sure sign the monarch will try to coerce Manville into doing the impossible. “I’m looking forward to seeing Queen Esther,” King Toliver says. “How is the queen feeling these days?” Manville asks. Distinguished, yet unassuming, Chancellor Dubois’s lanky build, fluffy brown hair, and glasses make him look more like a college professor than Andorra’s most accomplished diplomat. “She’s fragile. I can’t thank you enough for co...

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“A Patient Miracle” by Jules B

Submitted to Contest #152

The first time Nick saw the sign he was cycling, on his way to a job. Only a minor miracle – bringing a pet goldfish back to life, a failing grade converted to a pass, an ill-judged text unsent – he couldn’t remember the details. Just another £10 gig, scarcely worth the time it took to ride there, once the GOD app took its cut. He used to think it sounded cool: Miracle Worker, employed by Global Optate Deliveries, GOD for short. Then, of course, it turned out he wasn’t really employed by GOD, only subcontracted to them; and as well as taking...

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“The Drawing of a Miracle” by Joane Unknown

Submitted to Contest #152

"You know what is this, dad?" Amnious looked at me, putting her drawing on my desk. I left my book aside and moved my focus on her drawing. For a moment, I could only see bright colors, blue, yellow, orange, green, and white but in the middle, there were darker colors that made you think that they were all dark black but which were lighter in the sun's light. There was also an unrecognizable figure in the middle which left me wandering what it was.   "I have no idea what this is, sweetheart" She looked at me and then began ex...

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“Miracle Dead Ahead” by Karen Leidy

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Miracle Dead Ahead            He’d been driving for quite some time on a rural road that seemed to go on forever. Mature crops—corn, wheat, alfalfa, soybeans—covered the undulating valley on both sides of him. The resplendent sun was high in the sky. Elongated cumulus clouds hugged the horizon. Both of his front windows were open, and the scent of fresh-cut grass hung thickly in the air.            At last he perceived what he was ...

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“The Corporate Ladder” by Erik Brun

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Orvar sat staring past his desk. Beyond the mountains of paperwork barricading his desk. His gaze fixated down the hall to the water cooler. The water cooler itself didn't draw his interest. The tall slender form located next to the water cooler was what Orvar found so distracting. Lilyana attracted the attention of every male elf in the office since she started three hundred years ago. She not once, in all those years, glimpsed Orvar's direction.Orvar's eyes remained locked on Lilyana. Dark brown hair swir...

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“The Resolution” by Gareth Gray

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Jack pulled back the soggy flap which served as the door to his cardboard cottage. A bitterly cold breeze greeted his hairy face. He hated the beard, but at least it afforded him a modicum of protection from the elements. He scratched his chin vigorously, dislodging pieces of dried food and dirt. He glanced at his wrist just like every morning, always forgetting that he no longer wore a watch. He wondered if he’d ever grow out of the habit. He let the wet cardboard flop back into place as he rummaged around for his grubby overcoat. He strugg...

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“Guardians” by Jonathan True

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TW: gun violenceNuman followed closely — but not too closely. He was the last of a dying race, and it behooved him not to take too keen an interest in any of his assignments. He was a kobold, a type of demon, which in this context means an ancient being that straddles the line between the mortal realm and the realm of eternal darkness.The light turned from red to green, his target crossed the busy street, and he followed. The world was a noisy place. Sirens echoed between the skyscrapers, coming from everywhere and nowhere. People talked on ...

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“Market Miraclenomics” by Dempsey Hyatt

Submitted to Contest #152

“Well, hey there!” said an animated mote of light with cartoonish eyes and a pleasant smile from the job orientation video I was asked to watch. “We welcome you to the most premiere miraclenomic firm in the world; Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, and Raphael, or what we colloquially call MGUR.”The flying mote of light giggled then said, “Follow me! I’ll show you around!” It twirled then streamed across the screen as a ribbon of light, and the camera panned to the MGUR building, previously called the One World Trade Center. Then, the screen transitio...

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“Changing Colors” by Raquel Belury Rosenberg

Submitted to Contest #152

“I want it to be purple,” she asks again. She holds her translucent, plastic cup to my face. I accept it and twist it in my hands to study it, twisting it in the filtered light coming from the kitchen window as I consider her request.  “Purple, huh?” I ask. “Blue is kind of like purple,” I attempt to hand it back to her, but she crosses her arms over her chest, her head drops as she keeps her gaze on me, and her little mouth opens to hang slightly ajar. "Maybe?" I second guess myself. "In the light?" I hold the cup up to the wind...

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“The Clearest of Minds” by Lan Ha

Submitted to Contest #152

Two girls approach me, each carrying a little heap of yellow mangoes in conical hats that they’ve flipped upside down, the air around them sticky with the nectar-like smell of the ripe fruits. It is the peak of noon, when the sun beams gloriously down and penetrates even the leafiest of branches, and the girls slump down at my feet, their fruits spilling on the ground next to them. Pulling their hats from under the mangoes, the girls wave them back and forth, fanning themselves and catching their breaths. They were plainly dressed in worn c...

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“Dancing with the Devil” by Marino Bubba

Submitted to Contest #152

Jerry Jacobson was having a bad day. This wasn’t in itself an uncommon occurrence (he had bad days like he had Cheerios for supper), nor was this day exceptional in its badness, but it was unique in being the last unremarkably yet unquestionably bad day Jerry Jacobson was willing to put up with. So, on this particular bad day, Jerry Jacobson drove his dying Ford Taurus through the intersection of Main Street and Maple Lane and, instead of turning right into the subsequent cul-de-sac as he had done every day at 5:13 PM for as long as he car...

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“Heaven Sent An Angel” by Melinda Madrigal

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I want to tell you a story about a woman who performs miracles on unsuspecting people. In this case the miracle worker goes to a town in desperate need of her work. This town doesn't believe in miracles, but she will make them believe and believe they will. The town of HopesWell is a small unassuming town with a population under a thousand. HopesWell is a town many people believe is full of hope, but that is not the case. No one knows this but HopesWell is a town you don't want to visit nor do you want to live there. Then one day she comes...

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“Healing and Dealing” by Marie White

Submitted to Contest #152

Karma had forsaken her.            The thought echoed in her head as she paced across the living room, certain that the carpet would soon dissolve beneath her. She wanted to think Drs. Parkins and Bellinger quacks; or that both of them, or both of their labs, had happened to slip up on the same patient. But logic wouldn’t allow it. She had no options, no treatments, no hope of seeing the next year.            Unless…   &nbs...

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