Write about a character who discovers the grass isn't actually greener on the other side.
Posted in Middle School on Nov 1, 2022
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“A Good Night's Sleep” by Kathleen Fine
Harvey was snoring louder than normal, so Gloria kicked his hairy leg aggressively under the covers. Without waking, he rolled from his back to his side, his big belly flopping on the mattress as if he were a seal basking in the sun. She noticed that his belly looked bigger than her sister’s had been when she was nine months pregnant. Feeling impish, Gloria poked her newly manicured finger into the flesh next to Harvey’...
“Bob Bought a Farm” by Michał Przywara
Bob Oaker braced himself against the shed door and grunted when the goat rammed it. He might have shrieked too but he chose to dis-remember that, as it was unbecoming of a man in the prime of his mid-sixties.But then everything grew silent. All he could hear was the wheeze of his own sweaty breath in the sweltering shed, the dzee-dzee-dzeeing of the cicadas – or grasshoppers, or whatever – and the caw! of distant northern cardinals.Well, he didn’t know they if they were cardinals. They might have b...
“Love, Guilt, and Meteor Showers” by Shuvayon Mukherjee
Content Warning: loss of pregnancy.She holds my gaze a heartbeat too long, and though we both recall the past, it’s the future we see clearest. I shouldn’t, but I’m powerless as my legs carry me across the atrium towards her. I can’t stop myself from admiring those lips, reposed against her wineglass. I can’t stop my eyes from tracing down her slender fingers, pale skin, gleaming fabric, and the shape of her body underneath. It doesn’t matter what I tell her, or what she says back. This love affair has only one ...
“Ace With Spades” by Suma Jayachandar
Mr Roy was sure of one thing the day he retired. He would bury the trophies won in his 30 years of corporate battles in the backyard of his home. And grow brinjals on them. He had observed; how the gardener tended to the lawn, grew seasonal flowers in the meticulously prepared beds, and harvested bountiful vegetables from the backyard of his company-given accommodation. He had envied the meditativeness he exuded a...
“The Job Search” by Marie White
Nannette answered the door with a smile Kathie wanted to slap off her face. She probably had good news, but not for Kathie; it never was. Rather, Nannette would tell her that she’d gotten a raise, that she’d planned another vacation at a posh resort in the Bahamas or Hawaii, that she’d managed to snag one of the now-sold-out new iPhones, or any of the other infinite number of perks of her unearned station. Kathie would h...
“Lackadaisical Monk” by Jim Firth
Pandi struggled to fall asleep. The mosquito net his parents had given him when they packed him off to the monastery was riddled with holes. A mosquito landed on his arm; he lifted the net and shooed the insect away. After surviving a month in the monastery, he felt other things calling him. It was time to leave. Pandi left his quarters quietly and walked down the trail to where he had hidden his lay clothes. After changing out of his saffron kasaya robes into jeans and a t-shirt, he began winding his way down the m...
“Am I Dreaming?” by Prince Vang
Am I dreaming? I’m sitting up in my bed with my constellation-themed blanket wrapped tightly around my body. The sunlight streams in through the cracks of the window blinds, and expose the messiness of my room. There is a small stack of library books, that I need to return, in the corner of my room, right next to a pile of clothes that won’t fit in my overflowing laundry basket. The content of my backpa...
“Thoughts and Prayers, it's a Travesty Ain't It?” by Amelie R.
The marquee of the Georgia Theater in Athens was slightly dimmed in contrast to the glaring sun during the swelling summer of 1962. The weather had been unkind towards Georgia’s inhabitants. Blades of grass stood unmoving in the gradually condensing air, the ends slowly altering their colors until the fields looked tan. No longer was the dust carried by wind after being kicked by unbeknownst children, for when th...
“I Want What You've Got” by Valerie Preston
She was grateful that someone had stopped to see if she was alright. It was a dark and lonely road. If Anthony hadn’t said what he did at the cocktail party then she wouldn’t have stormed off, taking the car and not knowing how to get home from the country club. Whenever they went out together at night time he always drove. She never thought to look around and take in the surroundings. “I think it...
“Tchau, Tchau Beena” by Gayathri Sampath
Tchau, tchau Beena “Sheela, what is going on? Why did you sell all your investments without consulting me? Is it about that fucking citizenship again? You have gone insane, Sheela, completely mad!”“Ajay, mind your language. Beena was right. I am nothing but a doormat to you. The moment I stand for myself, you resort to swearing and calling me names.”“Sheela, come to your senses. Beena is a worthless witch who has cast a spell on you. Are you really going to leave me...
“Tea Parties and Cockroach Cults” by Szal Veilwinter
Marcel crawled on his little elbows deeper into the crawlspace of the mayor’s house. “Do you see anything yet?” The mayor called down. Marcel grumbled. “Just a moment, please,” Marcel called back. There were very few jobs for possums and even fewer for possums who happened to be mages. He closed his eyes and sniffed. Ah, there you are. He turned do...
“Still Beating” by S. Closson
A sudden gust of wind tears through the empty bowels of the schoolhouse, whisking leaves and loose papers from their resting place along the bespeckled tiles, scattering them throughout the desolate halls. All that noise, that horrible rustling, it would’ve stirred me from my slumber if I’d been able to sleep. Nowadays, it appears sleep is a luxury only afforded to the dead.
“A Leap To The Otherside ” by Ruby Pix
Our story begins with Kagashi who is known for being the target of the school's known bully: Max. Max is a straight A student who does what he wants when he wants. His family is rich as well so it only boosts his ego. However, that all changes one day. They both change in an event that causes them to see each other's cons and pros. And why one side of the grass ain't greener than the next. Kagashi wa...
“Pink Tips” by Lisa Hanlon
If you knew where to look, you could see the curtain slightly move as Cleo jogged by the house. Anxiously sitting by the window with her morning coffee, notepad ready to take down any observations, Madison leaned forward to catch her first glimpse of Cleo that day. Mornings were only a fraction of the daily routine that Madison had built around her neighbor. There was just something about Cleo that had her enthralled.
“Begonia” by Tesaneyah Dan
A long observer of lovers’ quarrels, the oakwood grandfather clock overlooked the table where the man and the woman were opposite not only in their positions at the ends of the wooden table but in their countenance. The man’s eyes, pulled into a cutting look, were set on the woman’s downturned ones; the man’s nostrils flared as hers concave with each sniffle; and the man’s mouth was curled into a...
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