Write a story about a valuable object that goes missing.

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“Kindness can go a long way” by Ananya M

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"Madame! Madame! Votre boîte est partie! Your box is gone!""What? Are you sure?""Oui, Madame!""That box has all my valuables in it! Find it right now!"Madame Francoise Heatherman of Cherry Lane was very rich. Very rich, indeed. She lived in a mansion that had 5 floors, and her house contained 2 swimming pools, a hot tub, and many bedrooms. She had 50 servants, and she was proud of that. Her husband, Monsieur Gabriel Heatherman, owned a big and famous company that sold tires and brakes for cars. Although Madame Heatherman was very famous for ...

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“The Last Place You Look” by Kayla Arndt

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“It’s always the last place you look.” Mark chimed from the shower. “I’m sure it will turn up where you least expect it. Just stop looking for it and it’ll come to you. It always happens that way." She spit her toothpaste into the sink to blurt her rebuttal. “That’s terrible advice to give a detective. You know my entire life is spent solving mysteries, right?” She stuck her head into the shower and gave her best “now what?” expression. Rachel always needed to have the last word, or so she had been told. She knew it was only because she...

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“Missing a valuable object” by Simanga Kunene

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"The last time I saw it was when I was in the motel with Jeff. I usually take it off when we are together. He says that it reminds him of Doug so much. He was his best man at our wedding." Sale said wistfully."Are you serious? You mean just like that you are still seeing Doug even though we talked about how wrong it is for you to cheat on your husband? Are you for real?" I said annoyed by her wistfullness."We only live once. I have begged Doug to take me back. I have cried. I have sent friends of friends to talk to him. I did not mean to fal...

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“empty pool” by Kelly Papadopoulou

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She wasn't absent-minded at all. She never was. She was always organized, always put-together, always in charge of things. Always had been and she thought that nothing could change that. She found solace in that state. She had to find solace in that state. But recent circumstances had changed that. She hadn't noticed it but she was slowly changing. The change was happening at such a low pace that it would be impossible for her to notice it. And because of her loneliness, her isolation from anything alive (if you don’t count her househo...

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“One Man's Trash” by Susannah Meszynski

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When Darby Reddington began her day at work, she did not expect it to end with her yelling at a garbage man. It started off as a normal rainy day at the library. Such days hold a certain allure to many, including Darby. There is a coziness to be found in the musty shelves, worn spines and dry pages while rain pelts outside. However, Darby was not in the mood for a rainy day. She was filled with antsy spring energy and the last place she wanted to be was stuck inside. But seeing as she was stuck inside, she decided to use that energy to clean...

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“The Watch” by LeighAnne Ferreol

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Out of everything, I couldn't believe I forgot my damn watch. I sighed deeply and stared out the window of the bus. I saw the reflection of the old woman across the aisle, she was staring at me. I really didn’t feel like dealing with her, I had enough to worry about. I just went home to visit last week. I thought about calling and having Mom send it to me instead, but I knew she’d beg and plead with me to come back. Might as well cut out the middleman. I would make it a quick trip. Go home, find my watch, have dinner there to appease m...

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“SUGAR” by Justice Akagbulem

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Justin stood in the middle of the line that morning and leaned against the wall. It was 2 am, the weather was chilly, and the smell of urine from the gutter in front of the hostel wafted down the line into his nose. Although it was early, he could hear the sounds of belts and sticks hitting human flesh drowning out the sobs of junior students lamenting their fate. But he was already used to it, already used to everything that came with the hell-hole of a boarding school he studied at; the chilly weather, the harsh wakeup calls at ...

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“ I'll Trade You!” by Jennifer Neff

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I might as well start off telling you, I lost my eye in an unfortunate fork accident. When I was a kid, I use to flip my fork off the table by putting it on the edge of the table, and SLAMMING my palm on the end of it. If I had a quarter for everytime my Mother told me to stop, my first fake eye could have been glass! She never lets me forget that incident either. It's kinda her "go to" when I don't listen, even at my age. I'm older now, how much smarter remains to be seen.Coming in from the bar one night I stumbled up the porch steps, and s...

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“The Mystery of the stolen Diamond” by James Offenha

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It’s gone. Where the heck is it? He’s going to kill me. It’s gone. He’s gonna kill me. I woke up at 6:30 this morning and turned off my alarm. It was there then. Then I went to the bathroom, wiped myself, but I checked before I flushed, and it was there. Then, I went downstairs in my Mickey Mouse PJs (my nieces and nephews love these), took out the pots, sprayed them with butter, and cooked. The ring was there then. I poured coffee, took out the bacon, pancakes, and syrup, and ate. If it...

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“The Mystery of Lost Sleep” by DJ Bundst

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Sleep is the most important thing in life. I learned that lesson during a turbulent and sleepless weekend last winter. I felt like a wreck. My mother took a bad turn and passed on a Friday night, the night of my concert in LA. Saturday night I'd be in blizzard-blown St. Louis with no sleep. Mother gave me a solid gold locket with a picture of us in it, and I didn't have time to put it away, so it went with me in my "crossbody satchel". The flight to St. Louis was a layover, and I got to the city at around 10 am, on n...

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“Nice in the time of . . . Mystery” by Sara Tonsy

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You receive a call at 4 a.m. on your cell phone. It is a colleague from work. He tells you that you will receive a call from the Police. “Something happened! It’s weird!” He doesn’t add much, and given the hour, you think: he is just wasted or the weeks of confinement got to his head. You work at the Musée Lascaris in the old town (vieille ville) in Nice, which has been closed for weeks now. What could be wrong? It’s 10 minutes after. You get a call from . . . the Police. The officer on the phone introduces himself and you scratch...

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“Stradivarius Violin” by Blane Britt

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I received a call from the curator of The Musical Instrument Museum that is located in Phoenix, Arizona. They collect over 15,000 musical instruments and associated objects includes examples from nearly violins, guitars, pianos, trumpets and many other instruments. There was a shipment of Stradivarius Violins in route and other expensive instruments, even the bongos Michael Jackson once played (Bongo, Baby, Bongo is an episode of Jackson 5ive starring Joel Cooper, Paul Frees, and Donald Fullilove. Michael is kidnapped by a monkey who forces ...

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“The Place Where the Lost Things Go” by Abbi Morgan

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I wake up to the piercingly bright sunlight shining through my cheap bedroom blinds. It’s just gone past 9:30 and the reality is, I can’t recall even going to bed last night. The night was a good one though, from what I remember of it anyway, it must have been because what else would have possessed me to drink as much as I did? I try to lift my head, the shots I drank come back to me with a throbbing vengeance and as I steady myself and sit up, the room starts to gradually come back into focus. I look around my cluttered bedroom, remind...

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“In Sebastian's Heart” by Jemi Valcarcel

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When I was ten, Daddy left to join the U.S. Forces. everyone was sad, of course, and fearful. Some more than others, but we all were. Mommy especially. Daddy made sure to spend some time with all of us during the last week of his being home. I knew he was going to Afghanistan. We had looked it up in the map at school, and it seemed like a very far distance to me, but I will never forget what Daddy said when we told him about it. He said, “No distance is too far when you are bound together by love. Remember that, Elizabeth, every ti...

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“A STOLEN OIL PAINTING” by DAVID A JONES

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As soon as I entered the room, I knew that there was something wrong, even though the lights weren’t switched on and it was impossible to see in the dark. The room was totally silent, but I had a strange feeling that something ominous was about to happen, or had already happened. There was nothing odd or wrong about the lights being turned off or the room being entirely silent, as it was the middle of the night and the building had been closed for some hours. I’d felt uneasy since the start of my shift as a night security guard at one...

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Write a story about a valuable object that goes missing.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 91 stories

“Kindness can go a long way” by Ananya M

“The Last Place You Look” by Kayla Arndt

“Missing a valuable object” by Simanga Kunene

“empty pool” by Kelly Papadopoulou

“One Man's Trash” by Susannah Meszynski

“The Watch” by LeighAnne Ferreol

“SUGAR” by Justice Akagbulem

“ I'll Trade You!” by Jennifer Neff

“The Mystery of the stolen Diamond” by James Offenha

“The Mystery of Lost Sleep” by DJ Bundst

“Nice in the time of . . . Mystery” by Sara Tonsy

“Stradivarius Violin” by Blane Britt

“The Place Where the Lost Things Go” by Abbi Morgan

“In Sebastian's Heart” by Jemi Valcarcel

“A STOLEN OIL PAINTING” by DAVID A JONES

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