Write a story in which a miracle happens — or everyone thinks it did.

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“The Mask” by Emmi V

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(Sensitive Content: Slight Gore, Skin Picking)What if I told you the miracle of eternal beauty was possible, and quite within reach? You’d jump at the opportunity, right? Everyone wants to be beautiful. No one wants to feel less-than. Tell me, how do you feel when you see someone with incredible, undeniable beauty, and see them fawned over for it constantly? Some may think to themselves, “I don’t care, I’m beautiful too.” But you can’t deny, deep inside, the boiling jealousy, the aching envy, the toil and pain of feeling like you’re less-tha...

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“A Bargain With Death” by Blue Grass

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Kade Gunner was supposed to be dead. Billy had seen it with his own two eyes. The bright lights on a dark, rainy night. Had heard the tires screeching, the loud boom of the crash as the two cars had hit each other full force going well over the speed limit. Until there was nothing left but the smushed shells of two once pristine sports cars. The crowd had been silent at first, watching the ways the flames had started consuming the two vehicles, frozen by fear and shock. And then someone- probably Heather, Kade's prim and proper girl...

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“Like the Sunrise” by Keri Dyck

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Amos threw his weight on the bellows one last time, then wiped the sweat from his forehead. He grabbed a poker and shoved it into the fire. One of the logs broke apart into a hundred scintillating embers; the other resisted. He jabbed it harder, and a spark landed on his arm, right where his glove ended. He hissed and dropped the poker. It clanged to the floor. He rubbed at the tiny burn, then picked the poker up and placed it back on its hook. He returned to the bellows. The shop was sleeping. No matter how much noise he mad...

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“Necromancy and the Little Black Book.” by Julia Timlin

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The promise of infinity had felt almost inevitable as the sunrises and sunsets seemed to keep rolling on, but Blue still remembers the exact moment, down to the second in which that hope had been shattered. That promise looked like a crime scene now, tied up and choked by caution tape. “Do not cross”, sprawled out in bold, black letters isn’t enough to keep her out, and with every free moment she gets, Blue spends them at the graveyard. Passersby hardly notice the young woman as she sits, cross legged on the grass. They do not notice h...

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“It's not How you Start the Game, it's How you End the Game!” by Yoonah Cho

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2005-2010 I remember most of my childhood bedridden, in a pearl white castle. I remember my grandmother guiding me to the shower, where she would bathe me as my frail body plopped down on a wooden chair. I remember the jokes my grandfather would make; anything he said, he said to lighten up my heart. Growing up in that beautiful house, dressing in the finest silk, my health did not resemble beauty. I am sure you are curious about how ill I was, so I shall give you a list to ease your curiosity: Asthma, Immunodeficiency, and Iron Defici...

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“Monologue from a Hero” by Abigail McGovern

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There’s a small village in the mountains, tucked between towering peaks. Balanced on a cliff at the edge of the world, just on the line between falling and flying. They live in a world where stories happen, where gods come down from the sky and mingle and mate and sometimes demand that men march to war. Where monsters roar. Where heroes learn to swing swords. But in this village, the people herd goats up and down the crags. They grow olives and churn olive oil and pick figs, sell them to the merchants and their carts to carry to...

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“Candle Magic” by Eli Rainbow

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“This is complete utter madness! Why am I doing this?!” thought Elise nervously as she shuffled in her chair and sat staring at the psychic. Her mother had recommended she come and visit this raven-haired lady.“Now lovey, I’ll start off by tuning into you to see if I can pick up on anything.” There was silence as she closed her eyes. “Hmm... you’re very aloof, aren’t you?” she questioned suddenly. Elise stared at her blankly. Was she aloof? Well she could be at work but that was just professionalism. She had to be de...

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“When Your Luck's In” by James Grasham

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Elisabeth’s hair floated behind her, mesmerising Luthar as he chased after her down the hill. The smell of grass and wildflowers floated through the air and tickled his nose as the summer sun beat down on them both. She turned to him, that beaming smile of hers outshining even the sun itself. ‘Luthar watch out!’ The world turned upside down as Luthar realised he was weightless, trees, buildings and roads all spun in and out of his vision as he careered through the air. His arms flailed, trying to grab something, anything to stop his flig...

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“X-ray Vision” by Marty B

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As he opened the door and turned on the lights that morning of the miracle, the dust particles glittered in the air, a sparkling portent of the day to come. Floating and drifting, they were brighter than Bo had ever seen them. JP, another X-ray technician and Kailani, the nurse receptionist followed right behind him into the Radiology office. Bo tried to act normal while he anxiously waited for the reaction, any moment… “BO! What the heck!” JP shouted, staring at his workstation. Slight with a thin beard, he was the token...

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“Anatomy of a Miracle” by Tim Daughtry

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There's a problem with miracles. You can ask or pray for them all day long. But they come in their own time. Miracles are the best examples of hope. When they happen they validate our expectations of the future. “Wayne, Wayne!” Why was Charlie screaming my name? And why did he look like he was fading into the distance? I was the one leaving the room, while still sitting down. “You passed out. You looked like you were dying.” To be honest with you I thought I was dying, separating from this world. “I’m fine now but I don’t k...

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“Forty Days” by Malcolm Todd

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When God came back to earth, His message was simple. Surprisingly simple. It was: “Move. Anywhere you like so long as it’s 500 metres above present sea level. You’ve got until the sixth of April.” People had questions, of course. Like, Why? And, Where have you been? Or, What about world hunger and brotherly love? Not to mention, Why 6th of April? Answers came there none, except, allegedly, to the last. Someone in Austin, Texas claimed that when she asked that one, God shrugged and said it was His mother’s birthday. In Britain, most peopl...

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“Overlooking Miracles ” by Jobinho 11

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He who builds me doesn’t want me. He who buys me doesn’t need me. And he who needs me doesn’t know me. He who builds me doesn’t want me. He who buys me doesn’t need me. And he who needs me doesn’t know me. He who builds me doesn’t want me. He who buys me doesn’t need me. And he who needs me doesn’t know me. He who-- ok we get it, that's the only thing you and you're kind always say or can say I replied. The same phrase was being said repetitively and I just shook my head. My name is Mortem and what I do is encounter people halfway when they ...

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“Downward Diggins” by Cari Dehne

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The day started out good and felt a bit normal. I was on my way to see my best friend Jo and play like we normally do. Summer heat on my back as I walked the two blocks down from my home to see her. I, Cari was a thin straggly haired girl. Blue eyes and always fashioning a smile. I grew up in Cadillac Michigan with three sisters and my two parents who got married young. I have a fraternal twin. She never likes to be known as a twin, but I call her my wombmate. Get it, we shared the same womb. I lived in a small town that knew everyone else. ...

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“Sea Comedies” by Lashun Williams

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Seas. Escapades. Journeys. These are things one lives for. These are the things that Melissa Jennings’s mother wanted her to strive for. When she did, she found herself in the middle of a rowboat, abandoned by her crewmen for being a woman that wouldn’t “put out.” The sun beamed down at her clothed form, and she wondered how and why life decided to put her in a Shakespearean comedy. According to the map that she supervised, there should have been an island close to where her ex-friends dropped her off. Instead, there was nothing but th...

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“Blood on Her Hands” by Reed Ide

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Blood on Her Hands By Reed Ide “Bonjour, monsieur.” The voice interrupted my concentration. I was in the kitchen, struggling to bring order to an array of herbs and spices, their jars strewn across my sturdy chestnut table. I turned toward the screen door. There she stood, slightly bent, shawl wrapped tightly about her, a faded housedress partly visible, her hair muddled carelessly in a hairnet. “Madame Boucher,” she said, extending a veined hand. In 1999, I bought an 18th century farm in the mountainous Ardeche region of sout...

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Write a story in which a miracle happens — or everyone thinks it did.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 45 stories

“The Mask” by Emmi V

“A Bargain With Death” by Blue Grass

“Like the Sunrise” by Keri Dyck

“Necromancy and the Little Black Book.” by Julia Timlin

“It's not How you Start the Game, it's How you End the Game!” by Yoonah Cho

“Monologue from a Hero” by Abigail McGovern

“Candle Magic” by Eli Rainbow

“When Your Luck's In” by James Grasham

“X-ray Vision” by Marty B

“Anatomy of a Miracle” by Tim Daughtry

“Forty Days” by Malcolm Todd

“Overlooking Miracles ” by Jobinho 11

“Downward Diggins” by Cari Dehne

“Sea Comedies” by Lashun Williams

“Blood on Her Hands” by Reed Ide

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