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Write a story where something magical happens when it starts to rain.

Posted in Middle School on Oct 26, 2022

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“A Rose In The Rain.” by Hessa Danvers

Submitted to Contest #112

I used to love rain. It was hard to hate something so beautiful. I used to believe it was impossible to hate something beautiful.  That is laughable now. Beautiful things are the ones that hurt the most.  The ones that cut deeper than anything. Like a Rose in a garden. So beautiful, so inviting. Yet when you get close enough to the blooming bud, nothing good happens. Your hand brushes a thorn, and you are in pain, bleeding. Yet the beautiful rose stares back at you.  Perhaps that is where it gets its color, its beauty, from th...

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“The Magic Window” by Cindy Calder

Submitted to Contest #112

Sophie loved exploring., and today she was making her way through the thick forest to find places yet unknown and undiscovered by her thus far. Her best friend, Abby, had decided to ditch her in favor of going shopping with her Mom, but Sophie much preferred trekking through the woods any day to picking out a new outfit. As Sophie topped a hill, she spied a small house that she’d never spotted during previous times in the woods; it was situated just inside a small copse of trees. Perhaps the massive oaks and pines with the hanging moss had d...

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“The Bearer of Rainbow and Rain” by Salahuddin Ayyubi

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CW: suicidal thoughtsFrank Dove was staring at the sky for the last ten minutes. He was sitting on a slab made of steel on the top floor of the 26-story building. Few drops emerged from his eyes and rolled over his cheek. He then looked at his palms, maybe, trying to find the unfaithful fate line due to which he was in that situation, so alone on the floor of a high raised building if he jumped from there then the demise of him was sure. His life was miserable unto this point, and he was sure that his life would be more miserable ahead. He h...

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“End of Innocence ” by Amy Shawley

Submitted to Contest #112

It was one of those muggy, sticky evenings in early August when the sky was just beginning to darken and the air smelled fresh with the hint of rain looming somewhere in the distance, a hint of what was to come. I sat on the porch swing drinking in the evening, my stomach dancing with excitement.  I was seventeen and full of wonder. How I loved those humid nights in small town  Pennsylvania. After months I was finally going to see him. Would I have a real romance? Would I be kissed?  I breathed in the sweet air, the mix ...

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“The Heart of Demiurge” by Daniel Rains

Submitted to Contest #112

I sat up in my bed, jolted by the sounds of the alarm. The constant ringing echoed in my room, and my stomach turned. I have only heard this alarm during drills, and they were always announced ahead of time. That has been the policy before I was old enough to participate, ever since the Brigand stepped up their attempts twenty years ago. Declan ran into my room before I could get fully dressed. His breath labored as if he had just finished running a race. He looked at me with wide eyes, the rest of his face blank. "Come on, kid." He starte...

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“Daire” by Julia Townson

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As a young child, there was nothing I loved more than mucking about in the many puddles that formed in the driveway after a hard rain. Or, just standing there as the rain fell, with my mouth wide open, catching the droplets on my tongue. As an adult, there's just something so incredibly cathartic about just being in the middle of a rainstorm and letting the water wash over me, cleansing the darkest of sins, and making the world look beautiful again. Even if only for a moment. The neighbors watch me standing on my front lawn, collecting the d...

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“Betsie and Susan’s Excellent Adventure” by Dale Josef

Submitted to Contest #112

Betsie stumbled in through the front door, furled her umbrella and stripped off her raincoat. The first rainstorm of spring was always a doozy! “Grandma, have you seen Susan today?” “Ya! In da basement.” “What’s she doing this time?” “Vell, dis time she ist buildingk a maksheen!” “A machine?” “Ya!” “What kind of machine?” “I dunno. I dunno vat dat liddle gorl ist doingk half da time anyvays.” “Well, she is pretty smart...” “Priddy schmardt? Priddy schmardt? Let me tell you somt'ing: Dat liddle gorl ist da schmartest liddle gorl dat I've ever...

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“Watch the Falling Rain” by Ian Gonzales

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When I first see the old man, he’s lying in bed, watching the falling rain. His room Shady Grove Elder Care Facility is small, the bed placed so it faces the room’s only window. Fat raindrops strike the glass in a rhythmic cadence, sliding down, leaving meandering trails that cast strange shadows across the gloomy space. The nurse puts a hand on my arm, stopping me in the doorway. “Just a warning,” she says. “Bob Mitchell is a… special case.” “Special?” I already don’t want to be here, and now it sounds worse than I expected. “How?” “W...

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“Laila from Nowhere” by H. Dávila

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Laila from Nowhere “What a prick,” Katsuji sighed as he looked through his clear umbrella to the dark sky. “Your money won’t even save her.” The person on the other end of the line remained silent for a few moments until, with a broken voice, he murmured, “What did the doctor tell you?” “I mean, she’s dying. What do you think he told me?” This time, the other person didn’t even bother to answer, and Katsuji inhaled and exhaled deeply, trying to calm himself down. Glancing at the Glico runner, he tried to organize his thoughts and then apo...

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“The Pantheon” by Heritage Salighet

Submitted to Contest #112

As faces turned in the misty snowfall, it was clear to me no man was eager to follow my stride here, but hope was finally gleaming in the hollow eyes of some. There was a wistfulness about the air and it held heavy and unwavering. These men had little protest to my leadership, but it seemed the cold wanted to challenge me. A chill arose over my body before crashing down my spine in the form of some brutal shivering fit. That horrible dread now lurking within my head wasn’t related to the icy crystal fragments hanging from the dead tree branc...

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“Much More Than Floods” by Bob Faszczewski

Submitted to Contest #112

                                             Much More Than Floods      The cold, dark dreariness of the skies above Dover matched Devon Johnston’s mood this day. In fact, it had reflected his mood and the daily routines of both he and most of his neighbors throughout Devon’s life, but his mood...

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“The Presence” by Nicole Fowler

Submitted to Contest #112

Thud. Thud. Thud. The sound of Henry’s ball bouncing against the wood floor in the half empty sitting room at the front of the house was pounding its way towards the kitchen in the back where I sat at the small wooden table with a cigarette in hand. My head was throbbing from the noise. Thud. Thud. Thud. “Henry? Why don’t you take that outside?” “‘Cause, Mama. It smells funny outside.” Thud. Thud. Thud. “What is he talking about,” I mutter to myself. As I stare out the kitchen window that looked to be vibrating from the sweltering Aug...

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“A Frog Visits” by Peyton Gold

Submitted to Contest #112

It rains and a frog arrives at your front door and asks if he can come in. You let him in because frogs don’t usually talk. Also, your grandmother taught you that hospitality is an ancient art, essential to civilization. So you ask the frog to come in, please, and he tells you that he’s hungry. This gives you pause. Embarrassed, you explain that you might not have anything that he would like. “What are you having?” “Some soup,” you explain. “Just vegetable soup out of a can and saltine crackers. My mother used to give us that on rainy days...

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“Daniel's Letter From Heaven” by Kristin Johnson

Submitted to Contest #112

The sky is gray and rainy.  Rain pelts down, and suddenly, an envelope descends. Daniel Wilson, 11, carrying a school backpack, counts off on his fingers as he points to the raindrops.  The letter falls onto the sidewalk. Maria, 11, cute, picks up the letter and looks at the writing, then held out the envelope to Daniel. “Take it.  It's got your name on it,” she calls out. Daniel takes the envelope and sees the name "DANIEL" on it, but he can't read the rest of the writing though the rain. Maria smiles. “That...

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“The Rain” by Ben Rounds

Submitted to Contest #112

“Well, you good to keep going?”Carlo looked around.“Fer’ real,” he said, as the rain kept falling.Soloman shrugged, tipping a divot into the brim of his booney so the water had somewhere to go.“Okay,” he said. “Let's just do it for now.”The rain was the type which is heavy but not driven, non directional and semi-warm, the sort of rain which would only be allowed on a Monday… or maybe a bad Tuesday.  His gloves were dirty and wet, the fingertips worn through. Gloves were free, but getting them was just a thing and so he h...

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