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

Posted in Middle School on Oct 26, 2022

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“Exit: Stage Left” by Greg Gillis

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Sarah Willowdale, known better by her stage name, Star Willow, was both nervous and saddened by the night’s performance. Not only was it closing night for the Broadway production, but it was also Star’s final performance forever. After a booming career on both stage and screen, Star was ready to settle down to a peaceful life without the early morning rehearsals, costume fittings, and paparazzi. She had purchase...

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“The New Boss” by Erika Crowley

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Clink, Clink, Clink..The chatter of the crowd continued animatedly. Drinks were being poured, appetizers handed out and employees were mingling. Jane stood at the front of the room, a few feet away from all the merriment, gin and tonic in hand. Tonight was not only the annual Christmas party but also the retirement celebration for her boss, Bryan Johnson. She had gotten the job as his personal secretary five years ago and Jane loved everything about her job. She was sad to see Mr. Johnson go, but also couldn’t help feel some excitement mixed...

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“No Goodbyes Today” by LM Konkel-Dixon

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*Featuring Characters from "Message from the City" and "A Trickster's Tea Party"You would think that a human left to wander the fae court of Madness alone would be doomed. Countless stories depict unhappy ends for such unlucky folk. While bathing the muck of the hunt off, Iki made a mental list of all the ways she could have been ensnared if the fae so chose. And yet, here she was. If anything she'd been ignored. She runs her fingers through her hair, delighted to find it already dry. The efficacy of their facilities almost made her want to ...

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“No Pulp” by Luna Ryne

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Sitting in a cafe. Not alone of course. Across from my best friend, Jenna. The sun is shining through the window, right next to the stool we are sitting at. Truly, she looks amazing. Her taffy hair is gleaming in the warm sunlight, her eyes twinkle as she spins, and spins and spins her multi-colored straw. Then she takes a sip from her orange juice, with pulp. Suddenly, she looks at me and I quickly avert my eyes. "Hey, Jenna I got to-" I'm cut off short by her sharp red nails puncturing my pale skin. She's grasped them on my chin and got me...

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“Bananas in the Flesh” by Dalia Navarez

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Leticia peeled the ends of her banana slowly, waiting for the glow of yeast rising and the burnt smell of foil wilting through the oven. Brown spots covering the bottom of her banana tapped their soggy fingers with her anxiously, desperately. The oven timer dinged.“Naomi!” she yells at the top of her lungs, arthritis gripping at her spine as she tries to get up.A young woman wearing old friendship bracelets and a new university sweater ran from the apartment staircase to grab Leticia. Her mocha thick hair fell messily above the floor as she ...

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“Pity Party” by Serena Fortuye

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It was the day. The day all 8th graders held sacred. The last day of middle school. Starting now, we were mature, cool, grown-up high schoolers. And what better way to celebrate that then with a party? That is exactly what James Morrow though when he invited everyone in Hawk's Eye Middle to "the best end of middle school party this town has ever seen". His words on the email, not mine. But nevertheless, I was excited. I had already chosen my high school, Waterfall Performing Arts High School, so I was all set. I knew that I had to look my ...

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“A vanishing soul ” by Aida Fakhry

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My soul is cracking. It’s my twentieth birthday, and no one has touched me in years. I’m so touch-deprived. So lost and yearning for the feeling of warm skin. I can feel my heart thud, echoing under my sticky skin and intertwined branches of veins. The smell of dirt and pine trees tickles my nostrils, playing with the hairs on my upper lip. I’ve lived amongst the nonis for years. We escaped politics underground with nothing more than shackles around our ankles, food from witches, and underground tombs for company. My parents gave me u...

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“Saying Goodbye to Her ” by Marianna Mills

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Jackson sat at the small table outside of Starbucks, while New York City zoomed by, the usual busy city feel on a Spring afternoon. He lifted the lid of his decaf latte, oh the smell of coffee! He sipped and breathed in the aroma of life around him, watching the two little shitzu's sniffing for tidbits of sweets. He checked his Smartwatch for the time, Lilliane would be here soon, he thought glumily, his mood changing now from blissful to gloom. He had been dating her for awhile now, almost six months and he really liked her exuberant person...

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“The Swirly Blue Clay Mug” by Camille Crutcher

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My dad takes his coffee with a splash of cream, and absolutely no sugar, in the swirly blue clay mug mom made. I always pour myself the first cup since I like my coffee black and still hot enough that it burns going down. Then I pour his, and last I pour Lena’s. She takes hers with enough milk and sugar that it no longer tastes like coffee, so it never matters if it’s lukewarm. Our coffee preferences are a lot like us. I savor the first sip of that magical, acidic bean juice breathing life into my body before I start my day. I savor it ...

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“Nothing Good, Just Bye” by Iona Cottle

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Parties are terrible.The music’s too loud, for one thing. And it’s too hot, and there are too many people, and it’s all just… terrible.So yeah, that’s why I don’t like parties.The song flips for something else, and a whiny high-pitched singer starts bawling her heart out. Not only is the music loud, it’s also terrible. I stole the lead to the speakers one time and plug my own MP3 player in to see if I could convert anyone to decent music. They all yelled at me, and a couple even threw empty cups. I won’t try that again, especially as I’m try...

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“Waiting Isn't Enough” by Opal Knight

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Neo stepped through the trees carrying a pile of sticks in his sun tanned arms. Most of the small group were already settling on their chosen rocks. Cole was sitting with a few others by a weak fire. Neo dumped the sticks by the fire and gave Cole a hopeful glance. They were all thin from weeks with barely any food and no one didn't have bags under their eyes from the rough nights of sleeping on rocks. “Sorry Neo. Lucy and Zair didn't find any food today.” Cole said as he got to his feet and patted Neo on the shoulder. “You should get some s...

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“Nexus ” by Hungara Gamelia

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He supposed he should have been dead by now; his grandmother had told him as a child that, his family always seemed to have the chance to say goodbye before they died. No one had really believed her, not until his own father had been in a car accident that should have killed him, and had somehow survived for 15 hours in the hospital, until his wife came back on the first flight from Europe. As soon as they’d finished speaking, he’d just closed his eyes slipped away.Everyone was a lot more attentive to what his grandmother had to say after th...

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“GOODBYE FOR KEEPS” by Jinie Hwang

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I heaved a sigh as I smile into nothingness. Staring at the slow setting of the sun on the horizon where the darkening hues of red and orange meets the sea. The soft sound of the waves crushing to the shore brings me a short lived tranquility that I will surely miss in the next few months."Mama..What are you looking at? Lolay said dinner's ready."My daughter's voice snapped me from the deep thoughts that kept hunting me since last night. I'm leaving tomorrow at the break of light and I haven't told her about it yet.How can I? When her l...

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“The Black Blanket” by Doug LeBlanc

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THE BLACK BLANKET Cora sighed, and took off her hat. Tears that were held in check for so long began to form in her eyes, but she fought them. Her family would need her now, more than ever. If only the arguing wouldn’t start again. She was so tired of family squabbles. In some ways, Jack’s death had ended some of the arguments, but it would beget as many again. She sighed again, and made her way to the door. If only she could stay here, by herself, and let the rest of the world go away and leave he...

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“Stone Cold” by Alayna Snedden

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TW: suicide, substance abuse Today was the day. I even had it marked on my calendar, as if I could forget. A few months ago, I decided that I was finally fed up. The harassment, the drama, my family, and friends. I was tired of dealing with it all, so I decided that taking my own life would be easier. My mom is a drug addict, so talking to her was like trying to talk to a wall. She never was present with me. My father is a drunk, honestly useless. The only thing he was ever good at was abusing my mom and threatening me if I was to ever tell ...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 155 stories

“Exit: Stage Left” by Greg Gillis

“The New Boss” by Erika Crowley

“No Goodbyes Today” by LM Konkel-Dixon

“No Pulp” by Luna Ryne

“Bananas in the Flesh” by Dalia Navarez

“Pity Party” by Serena Fortuye

“A vanishing soul ” by Aida Fakhry

“Saying Goodbye to Her ” by Marianna Mills

“The Swirly Blue Clay Mug” by Camille Crutcher

“Nothing Good, Just Bye” by Iona Cottle

“Waiting Isn't Enough” by Opal Knight

“Nexus ” by Hungara Gamelia

“GOODBYE FOR KEEPS” by Jinie Hwang

“The Black Blanket” by Doug LeBlanc

“Stone Cold” by Alayna Snedden

🌟 Similar prompts

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

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

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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