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Write a story that begins and ends with someone looking up at the stars.

Posted in Middle School on Oct 28, 2022

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Of Jasmines and Viridescent

Submitted to Contest #51

Without my eyewear, the sky above belongs in a museum of modern art right alongside Van Gogh's starry night. The light radiates from every star and my distorted lenses twist it into gleeful patterns. Returning the starry night to constellations of pin-pricks is simple, but my glasses stay right in my pocket while I take in the sky above. The grass on my soles is soft on soft, warm on warm, a gentle tickle as each giving strand forms a cushion of green. Each strand moves in the summer breeze as easily as my hair, the waves and rustling as ali...

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A Poem By A Star (No, Literally)

Aerin Rebecca ✨🌈

Submitted to Contest #51

Author’s note: This story has the same characters as my first short story, Rebel Prince. This isn’t a part two, so you’ll understand it just fine on it’s own, but you might want to read Rebel Prince first to gain better understanding and enjoy this more! I stared up at the stars. They were so beautiful, so peaceful, so awe-insp—“ACK!” I hollered as my dog, Maya, jerked forward. Therefore, her leash jerked forward. Meaning my hand jerked forward, followed by my body.“What was that for, Maya?” I groaned as I wiped the mud off my knees and han...

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A Message That's Not From Dr. Phil

Rhondalise Mitza

Submitted to Contest #51

**talking to a friend while looking at stars above**Can’t say that I’ve been in loveThough I do like to pretendCan’t say I’ve ever broken upHad a relationship real enough to end.I don’t know what to say to youBut I’m sorry that you’re sadI kind of feel like slashing thingsOn your behalf; is that bad?I know that you still love themThough you’ve had to move alongWould you cry if I broke their face inOr are you singing the same song?Because it’s not fun to talk aloneWhen you’re staring into spaceI don’t know what you’re thinkingEven though it’s...

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Hopeful Sky.

Submitted to Contest #51

Joe, while talking to her friend Louise, randomly looks up to see one of the darkest night sky, with its countless shinning stars spread across the horizon. She unintentionally smiled and told Louise that she could still remember the time when she would see herself as the sky; as its constant changes exemplified her every day with the variance in the weather. “Ah when I…” she paused, wiping away her tears of joy to complete her sentence. Taking her time, she thought that it gave Joe her youth best recollections. “Indeed when I was a kid…” sh...

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The Cost of Honour

Elle Clark

Submitted to Contest #51

The impact drove the breath from her and for some moments the only thing she was capable of doing was gaping. Her body clawed for breath and her fingernails tore in the dirt below her until she was able to take her first, ragged breath. She lay there, taking rasping, greedy gulps of air for a minute or so more. Behind her, the light in the middle of the Gate dwindled to a spark and then, without any fanfare, winked out of existence. Alisha’s lungs gradually realised that there was nothing hindering them anymore and her body calmed....

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Stairway to the Stars

Amiable Sorceress

Submitted to Contest #51

Tonight, I silently gazed from my perch on the roof, at the stars...white pinpricks of light bursting through the pitch-black sky. I crouched low into a squat, lifted my head to the universe, and howled to the heavens, howled like the wolf always in my dreams, ready to take me above. Ready to take me to the stairway; my stairway to the stars. Stairstep one I don’t remember who I am but I want to be free. Free from the common people because I am not like them, free from the attachments I don’t understand. Now all I can do is climb; keep on ...

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Pulchra es Stellas

Avery G.

Submitted to Contest #51

“Chloe! Bedtime!” My mom said.“Yes mom! I’ll be down there in a minute!” I yelled back at her.I took a few more moments to look through my telescope. It was clearer tonight, though light pollution was still annoying me. I found all the normal constellations, Ursa Major, part of Orion, and Taurus (The Bull). I would have found more, if I didn’t have my stupid bedtime. My mom is strict. Nine o-clock. I started to get up from my spot on the fire escape. It was a perfect spot for my telescope, as it was small and easily accessible. I a...

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Josh – The boy who wanted to touch the stars !!!!!!!!!!!!

Alkaa Sharma

Submitted to Contest #51

Josh – The boy who wanted to touch the stars !!!!!!!!!!!! It all began in a small town where a bright young ambitious boy, lying on the cot of the terrace in his old house pointed out at the night sky, “Look mother there goes another one!!!!” he pointed out to one of the stars . The sky was all dazzled up with stars shining like diamonds. It was a beautiful night sky. “Josh” sleep now you have to go to the school tomorrow ...

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The Man Who Owned the World

Anna K Firth

Submitted to Contest #51

“Once upon a time,” Hilda says, then opens an eye and peeks over at me. “Watch the stars,” she says, “don’t look at me, you have to keep your eyes on the stars or the story won’t work properly. Now.” I look up at the sky and try to focus on the constellations penciled up there in the murky blue, and not on Hilda’s scratchy breathing beside me. “Once upon a time,” she begins again, and pauses an instant, probably looking at me to make sure I’m not looking at her, but my eyes are glued to the sky. “There was a man who thou...

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Atlas Takes a Breath

Courtney Stuart

Submitted to Contest #51

i. There are stars in the sky. ii. You don’t always have to see something to know that it exists. Atlas of old knows this, for he carries the weight of the entire world and sky on his back. It’s a groaning weight; the human heart is a heavy burden to bear alone, and he has to carry billions upon billions of them. Alone. Sometimes, he catches glimpses of the sky above him, and sometimes, like right now, he can see the stars. Sometimes, it’s enough.&nbs...

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we'll still be best friends when all turns to dust

Masha Kurbatova

Submitted to Contest #51

Mock trial practice ends late these days. The stars are already out when I leave school. I join our youngest team members, the yet-unlicensed fifteen year olds waiting for their parents in the carpool lane. The air is sweet, the grass swells with dew, a breeze gently scrapes the clouds aside to reveal a crescent moon. The kids are buzzing. It’s their first competition tomorrow. They look to me approaching with such awe, it breaks my heart. Three years ago, I was them. I was the one anticipating my first ever mock trial, nauseated and imagini...

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Stardust

Submitted to Contest #51

I took another step closer to the edge and looked up at the stars one last time. I didn’t feel cold anymore. I didn't feel anything except very alone. How many of those stars had already gone out? Maybe I was staring at a sky full of dead stars. Would people notice if one more went out? I looked down at the water and saw the same night sky reflected back at me, this one distorted by the ripples of a breeze but still just as beautiful. A small smile broke my face. Yes, this was the sky that suited me. I raised my arms and leane...

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Stargazing

Raquel Rodriguez

Submitted to Contest #51

Date: June 7th, Sunday, 9:45 PM, 2015 Stargazing. Araxie's favourite hobby. Doing it with her sister feels wrong.The midnight blue sky is exuberant, twinkling with bright, white sparkles and fireflies. Jackson turns his head to look at Hope, his face illuminated by the stars. He digs his fingers into the soft grass of the hill. “Are you sure she won’t find out?” Hope asks Jackson, her voice barely audible over Jackson’s panicky thoughts. This isn’t right. Araxie does everything for me. I should...

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You are lovelier than the moon.

Avirupa Chakraborty

Submitted to Contest #51

I am sitting on the bonnet of my car; hands stretched back, eyes fixed on the stars. This night the sky is clear and full of bright stars. Some stars shine less brightly than others, yet none are any less significant or less loved by the vast sky. I was engulfing this beauty when you ran across my mind; your handsome face, big eyes, flawless smile, and something more, something magical. One of the clearest memories residing in me from my school days is of you. I still remember our first meeting as clear as if it was just yesterday. You carri...

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I love you, an elegant love letter

Victoire Debaecker

Submitted to Contest #51

My dearest of darlings, my only true love, my angel, my beauty, my flower, sun of life, my Angelique, As I am writing those very words, I feel a thin breeze in my hair. The starlit night is lighting the parchment and ink, and my head is clear of all thoughts but those I wish to tell you. Thoughts of fear and of love. To start off, I need to be honest with you, I will tell you something I wish you did not have to learn. I am afraid.I wish you could only see me as a courageous gentleman, as a knight in shining armor, a...

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