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Write about a group of friends who hope to use their combined skills to better the world.

Posted in Middle School on Oct 26, 2022

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The Stenographer

Submitted to Contest #111

She looks young. Twenty-three, maybe? I’m biased, of course-- she reminds me of my youngest sister a bit. It’s the hair, I think, or maybe the clothes-- nice enough, but a little poorly fitting, like she’d gone out with her mother before starting the job and bought anything that seemed business casual enough to wear in a government building.  “Marianne, right?” She shrugs, as if she isn’t sure. She’s still shaking. “You can call me Annie, I guess. Everyone does.”  “Alright, then, Annie, why don’t you have a seat.” I tried to pic...

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THE HEART OF A SOUFFLE

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Two middle-aged Caucasian men, Dr. Andre Lachance and Dr. Francisco Vega (aka Francis), sit across from each other in a busy diner. Andre gnaws nervously on his fingernails while Francis methodically looks over a thick file folder. Periodically, Andre would glance apprehensively around the noisy diner as though he was a man on the run. Lack of sleep coupled with a steady overdose of caffeine have elevated Andre’s hyperactive mind into a state of high alert.  “Well?” Andre suddenly blurts out after a long pause.Francis shuffles thro...

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Over Run

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“Don't you dare die on me you dumb boy” I yell frantically at my brother Max as he is bleeding from his side. The knife had impaled him and being the dumb kid he is, took it out. Rule number one if somehow you get stabbed DON’T pull out the knife, it will make you bleed way more. Right now my brother, Johnny, and I are in the middle of an information-gathering mission on the Red Shirts that has gone wrong. Enough of that, for now, I suppose you should get a bit of background on who and what is happening. Hi, my name is Lynn and I am the lead...

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The Girl with all the Tattoos

Submitted to Contest #111

    "So, you are there," Jesse yelled, looking skywards. "I suppose I should be grateful you stopped the rain! Hallelujah!" For three days, Jesse and her friends huddled under a tarpaulin, sheltering from the elements. The Heaven's closing was nice, but it was no blessing. And it did not change Jesse's mood, which was best described as mad. They were in a pickle, and there would be no praising the Good Lord today. So: They were on the run; an evil person called The White Man was hunting them; they had escaped the Nest, w...

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Four Superheroes

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My friends and I always thought that we would rule the world ever since second grade when we stood up to a bully. There was Beth, two years older than me, who was going to become the world greatest scientist and find a cure for cancer, Shelly, a few months older than me, who was going to become a lawyer who saved innocent lives, and Karissa, a year younger than me, who would join the army and protect our country.Karissa had joined the army two years ago and was in Florida at the moment. Beth was in a medical lab in Argentina, and Shelly was ...

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She is a Leader

Submitted to Contest #111

DON’T TELL THEM YOU CAN SEE. A sudden hush descends on me all at once. The noises of chatter and footsteps, which I could hear so clearly just moments before, dull to a muted roar. The light taste of the elderberries and puffer fish I ate for lunch that lay thick on my tongue fades until it is almost unnoticeable. The aches and pains from sparring in Chemistry, so sharp just moments before, almost completely vanishes. The slightly rough sensation of my uniform brushing against my skin turns smooth and bland, almost unfelt. But my eyes . . . ...

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Immolation

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“What’s that?” asked Aubrey as he looked across the garage of his one-story home in Detroit. His childhood friend, Chris, reached out to what seemed like a pixelated wave, slowly growing in concentric circles. Naomi walked around to see if there was something projecting it, deflecting light, causing some sort of manipulation of their eyes; there wasn’t. As the circle grew bigger, a gloved hand came out of it. Their fourth friend, Shawn, was walking up the driveway and saw what was going on. He stopped in his tracks w...

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Mr Bellamy's Field Trip

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Mr. Bellamy’s Field Trip  Elizabeth 15 and Greg 14 school friends were talking during lunch about the wars in the middle east and how their parents were always fighting over if America should be involved. Both of their fathers are veterans and say it’s better if we must fight; we do it in someone's country. My mom says she doesn’t care; no children of hers are going over to die in some other country away from home. After a couple of months and talking to more of their classmates the same thing was said by most of them. It started to be ...

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Improving Our World

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                                 Improving Our World “Hi, Lucy, have you ever thought about how we could better the world?” “I think about it once in a while, but I can’t do it alone,” said Portia. “But what do you think we could do?” “One of the things I thought of was planting a tree,” Portia told her. “That can be done. It’s easy and I love trees. We should get all our...

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The Lost

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It was during the middle of summer break when I realized that they weren’t coming back. And by “they,” I’m talking about the Lost. It seemed like a handful of people from each city just went missing all of a sudden. One minute they were doing any normal thing and the next minute, their face is on every newspaper and magazine with “Reward if found…” written above their photos. Nobody knew if these people had anything in common besides being someone close enough for everyone to miss. My girlfriend, Siera, her mom, was among the group, and my m...

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An Ideal Living Situation

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I’m freezing. Half dead. Someone is talking to me. I whimper out a plea. “Leave me. Please just leave me.” I guess they don’t listen because I wake up warm, in an unfamiliar room with sunshine pouring in. It’s obviously not Winter here. Where is here? I look around and find a young woman sitting in a chair next to the bed reading. “Good morning, Brian. We’re so glad you’re up. We can’t wait to get started.” “We?” I ask. A man sporting a toque comes in with a tray of food. “Gluttony, perfect timing.” What did she just call him? Whatever his ...

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the Dead President's Namesake Society

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“Hear, hear! The meeting is called to order.” Reagan knocked his mug on the wooden table top to make it official.  “Question?”  Reagan sighed. “Yes, Clinton?”  “Can we get the mozzarella sticks?   “Yes, Clinton.”  “Cool.”  “Um…”  “Something else?”  “Should I put an order in before we get to the addendum or whatever?”  “I think it can wait. May I proceed?”  “I also have a question.”  “Lincoln, if we don’t hold the questions to the end we’re never going to get thro...

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Who said Twitter is not useful- this story will prove you it does

Submitted to Contest #111

Finding friends in the most unexpected places. It all started with a simple tweet. It’s amazing to know how much technology makes people far away from each other, get closer by just a hit of a button.  Common tastes and common ideals helped us to realized that all for one purpose could keep spirits high. Keep mental health in the right path, make everyone happy and over all spread. Love, no hate, was a must. A simple answered tweet that made other tweeter engaged into the thread, quickly started to join many other Twitters from all over...

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African Reunion

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Four friends from college decided to go on a trip to Africa for their 25th graduation anniversary. Paul, a businessman and philanthropist from Boston, Penelope, a New York award winning journalist, Scott, a political activist lawyer in Washington, and Dianna, a scientist and engineer from Philadelphia. Their purpose going to Nigeria was to help themselves rediscover their ideals from their college days, and attempt to gain a new perspective with their current busy lives. They are all very excited about their trip, but don’t really know what ...

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The Secret Society

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My name is Jane and I belong to a secret society. I was inducted after a friend found out that my ex-boyfriend, Ben, was spreading disgusting rumours about me around school. My first inclination was to confront him – have it out in the middle of the quad where everyone could hear him confessing that it was all a lie. But life doesn't work that way. Even if a boy admits something publicly, in private they say that they just did it to keep the crazy bitch from going nuclear, and the rumours get even worse. Boys always win. My name is Emily a...

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