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Write a story about a rumor making its way through the grapevine.

Posted in Mystery on Jul 10, 2021

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Some Rumors Are True

Submitted to Contest #37

The only thing worse than breaking up with my boyfriend was the whispers that followed me as I walked by. I had known he was trouble, but how much trouble? I needed to hear the rumors, for myself. I wanted to scream at people, but couldn’t make a scene. My ears hummed with the rhythm of the soft voices. They strained to grasp any word, and only caught the most familiar; MY name. Penny, they whispered, eyes alarmed when they felt my ice-cold chill as I walked by. Penny, the mean store owner said with near sympathy. Penny, whispered the aging ...

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Return of The Exiled

Submitted to Contest #37

A long, long, long time ago when the world was still young, and people trusted their hearts more than their minds, when proof from your eyes was not needed to make something the truth, there was a kingdom, a King, a Royal Advisor who was not listened to as often as he wished, and an enemy the King made for himself. Our tale begins with a rumor, and an argument.  " Your Majesty there is a rumor that she will come." "She will not come." " But your Majesty, she would not have allowed the rumor to reach us without a purpose. " " She wo...

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Medicine

Submitted to Contest #37

“Why don’t you go suck on a eucalyptus leaf? Maybe that will make you feel better?” She said it with so much brazen self-confidence, like she had said the cleverest insult of all time. Coming from her, though, it might as well have been. Anna Bouchard carried herself with the grace of a woman who had nothing to lose or gain by public opinion. She also wore her mean streak like a suit of armor. People in town were either afraid of her or in love with her. Sometimes both. At 38-years-old, Anna dressed almost like a farm hand in old faded cover...

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At the Bottom of the Lake

Submitted to Contest #37

Bzz bzz bzz“Crap.” Easton yanks the buzzing contraption from his pocket and swipes away a new text. A blush creeps up his neck and into his ears as he feels his classmates drilling holes in his head.“Easton put the phone away.” Mrs. State taps her foot vigorously and gives a sharp clearing of the throat. He shares an embarrassed smile and goes to stash it away where it belongs when the text appears again. It’s not a number he recognizes but what it reads catches his eye.Did you hear Dexter Forgo is dead? He drowned in Harvey Lake last night ...

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He Said, She Said

Submitted to Contest #37

Iris Hardwell (Mother of Alex Hardwell) “You know, you’re not the first person to ask that question. Everyone wants to know. Everyone wants to know if I knew my son was a killer. Well, I’ll tell you just like I told all of them - fuck you. Fuck you for ever thinking that. My son was an angel. Ask anyone. They’ll tell you the same. Did I see this coming? What mother looks at her son and imagines he could ever be capable of something like this?” Denise Radley (Alex’s Homeroom Teacher)“I knew something was… off about Alex. He didn’t p...

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CORNERED

Submitted to Contest #37

I can’t breathe, there is so many people around me, looking at me, whispering, I can’t breathe. Help me. Is there someone who can help me? I don’t know because there is no one in my side.“How could you do this to me? What have you done? How can you spread such thing? “Well, I think, to ruined your life. Everyone will gossip on you. That is to make your life miserable. Cut, that was a good job. Hi, my name is Kaylie Rodriguez, an actress. My life flow through acting. I love to be part of the industry, but this job can suffer yo...

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Have you heard about Myra?

Submitted to Contest #37

‘I think Myra is sick.’The three women were huddled together making snacks for the prayer meeting. Martha was surprised it had taken Agnes twenty full minutes before she decided to choose a victim of her gossip. Perhaps she had too many stories and had to pick the right one.Agnes’ husband was a journalist and in recent times she had taken it upon herself to conduct the same nosiness among her own friends. Her nosiness was aided by the fact that she had a voice as sweet as honey and words as sharp as a sword that coaxed words from tombs. But ...

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You Can't Hold it in Forever

Submitted to Contest #37

Pulling her hood farther down her face, and shoving her thin fingers deep into the pocket on her sweatshirt, she trudged on through the dim hallway of Sandstone Springs High SchoolKaya had arrived very early in the morning, or at least to her standards. The sunlight had not yet skipped over the mountains of the valley, and Sandstone Springs remained soaked in a cool, deep shadow. Kaya welcomed the darkness of the early morning like a friend. The daytime would adorn her with an even darker cloak than the one blanketing the mountains.She kept ...

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Janice.

Submitted to Contest #37

Janice works in the village pharmacy, a small store with only three people working there but it serves the community well. Janice is forty two, married with two grown up children. She loves working at the pharmacy, she gets excited whenever the new ranges of cosmetics and lotions come in, although she is not medically trained, she feels working at the pharmacy gives her more of an air of importance than working in a normal shop but most of all Janice loves being in the centre of the village gossip.Tuesday morning and Janice is busily stackin...

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ABC Noir

Submitted to Contest #37

I heard the first rumor of the great purge from Skylar. “They’re taking them away,” he said, shaking his head as he stared deep into his bottle. “I heard they’re taking them all away next week.”  “They wouldn’t dare,” I breathed. A cold hand clutched at my chest. A life without Binky? It was too terrible to contemplate. Who would calm the tumultuous thoughts that clogged my brain before sleep? Offer me succor in the middle of a tantrum? Bring comfort when Big Mamma had abandoned me, as she did dai...

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Sleepy Sally

Submitted to Contest #37

Sally was tired, she wasn't sure what she was saying, thinking, or doing. As many of us know, when you are this tired you often stop filtering your interactions with other people. Such a problem was currently ailing Sally. Sally tried her best to be interesting and noticeable. Most of the time she was able to keep her mouth shut at the right time (when her funny outbursts began to be concerning instead of endearing). However, this time, she was unable to filter and continued talking. She had been meaning to make a joke when she said, "I may ...

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Fake Rumors

Submitted to Contest #37

I stole from a bank. That's what everybody was saying about me. Of course, it's not true. Let me explain why everybody thought that. I was at the ATM, minding my own business when someone came strolling in. Now I'm not going to say that she looked exactly like me, but she looked pretty similar. We had the same long brown hair, she was wearing a light red shirt and I was wearing a pink shirt. But yes our eyes and nose were the same. Her lips were a bit thinner than mine though. The only things that were exactly the same were our combat boots....

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The red box for Christmas

Submitted to Contest #37

 “There is a bomb in our kitchen!”A frightened voice yanked me out of my thoughts. I lifted my eyes from the screen, where a long-awaited email in response to my Freedom of Information request was staring into my face, and saw Katie, our local news reporter, standing in front of my desk. Her perfect chestnut curls were now in dissarray, which made her wide brown eyes look even bigger that usual. She was clutching her tiny “Merry Christmas, sweetie” coffee mug in her hands, a present from a loving grandmother overseas which I secretly en...

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The Gossip Monster

Submitted to Contest #37

"What are you dorks up too?"Augustine says to us"Coloring with chalk it is recess" my best friend Vivian says " that's boring you guys are useless"he says as he walks away to play a game of kickball "uhh that kid" a girl says walking up to us her deep brown eyes glaring at Augustine as he kicks the ball "I know" says Vivian in a overwhelmed look "what's your name?" I say "Anastasia" she says, I wish my name was that pretty instead of Plain Seraphina I thought to myself "My name is Vivian and that's Seraphina" Vivian says putting her dark bla...

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A rumor is just a lie

Submitted to Contest #37

Snowflakes were slowly falling on the frozen ground. It was a cold winter and it was going to get even colder. Jane was running late for a meeting with her friend. She was walking as fast as she could, being careful not to slip on the ice. Ice crystals were beginning to form on her eyelashes as she reached the restaurant. She pushed the door open and was instantly welcomed by a warm breeze. Jane spotted Melissa at a small table, drinking what seemed like red wine. “Hi, Melissa”. Melissa looked up and smiled brightly at her friend: ...

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