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Write a story about a valuable object that goes missing.

Posted in Mystery on May 21, 2021

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“He Got My Floral Blanket” by Angelo Millar

Submitted to Contest #37

"Hey Sweetheart, what are you doing here all alone sitting on the sand? Why can't you have fun with your cousins on the ocean side? Are you feeling sad my dear?" she is on a great wonder why I am sitting over here, motionless except my eyes soaring distances seeing that thing between sea and sky, why there's a line over there at the end of the ocean to separates the Heaven and the Earth? "I'm okay Grandma," but my eyes say I'm not.           She is in a peach color with white floral Guma...

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“RYDMAN FOX AND THE CASE OF THE LOST INNOCENCE” by Scott Smock

Submitted to Contest #37

My name is Rydman (Redmon) Fox. I'm a private investigator in the east central Indiana town of Princeburg. And I have been put on a case by Megan Joye to find, of all things, her lost innocence. # "Mr. Fox," Megan began, "my innocence is very precious to me." I had to raise my eyebrows at this statement. This woman was 38, she had 2 kids and she'd worked in an adult bookstore. Why was she talking about innocence as though she were a toddler playing behind a baby gate? I would find out...

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“My mother”s handcrafted Navajo Rug” by Heather Barstow

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I had been really stuck in the house approximately a month now and during this time I decided to make my house feel cozy and bring elements of my childhood in my living room. I had envisioned taking objects my family gave to me in California. My mother was a huge weaver and in the 70’s to 80s this was a huge craze for all crafty people. My mother prized her loom and created this gorgeous Navajo rug based on a Navajo design.Growing up we had a beautiful living room with many western themed paintings, bear rugs and antlers and a saddle on a fa...

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“Karma” by Misha Patel

Submitted to Contest #37

The summer of '87 was one to remember. Don and I had started off the first day by writing out everything we planned to accomplish that summer. Most notably, I would knock Jeremy back down to second place in the Space Invaders high score board. They called him Jem. Not sure why he was a celebrity in the arcade anyways, he came to school with a ridiculous blond fro' and wore the same shirt that read 'baller' every day. He sat alone at the cafeteria and was always the first one out during dodgeball, but for some reason, the tides changed in the...

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“Robinski Jones and the Missing Mango Pie” by Patrick Barrios

Submitted to Contest #37

Nemo ran into the house, eyes rolling and tongue lolling, his dark curly fur puffing in distress, his paws tracking dirt onto the carpeted floor. Robin stood in shock, but the fifteen-year old bit back a severe scolding when he saw the anxiety in his dog’s eyes. Instead, he patted the nervous furball’s head and followed him into the backyard. He froze at the edge of the sliding doors, eyes widening. Nothing in his young life could have prepared him for this. It was a calamity. The perfect crime.The mango pie was gone.Robin threw his hands to...

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“The butler” by Jemima Lily

Submitted to Contest #37

I signed and attempted to rub the smudge of paint on my nose, I was painting a portrait I had already named. “Woman in red. “Wanting to sound professional but I had gone wrong in so many ways.1.    My face was smudged with red paint and I was meant to go to a dinner party in an hour.2.    I had repainted the portrait three times and the paint was getting thicker than the canvas.“Dear god Lucy we need to go now and you look like a mass murderer! “My roommate and closest friend Holly said, after walking ...

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“Syringa vulgaris” by Ronnie Clevenstine

Submitted to Contest #37

Margot turns her head towards me, with a confused glare. She waits as I attempt to conjure a meaningful response to her inquiry. I let out a puff of air into our small kitchen; I can’t answer her line of questioning, not today. I haven’t been able to for quite some time. “I don’t know what you want me to say,” I respond weakly, turning my head to look out the window. Our little weeping willow blowing lazily in a sunshine I wish would turn to rain. My eyes scan our front yard and land on my old Volkswagen. That car had seen so much of our int...

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“INNOCENCE MISPLACED” by Krishikaa Mishra

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I realised it now, what I had lost...….My mind was full engaged in the work and my body was now accustomed with the hustle and bustle of life. Who could afford to take a break from work, like is it even possible? I had many goals to achieve and I could not afford to take a break. One evening, I was as usual busy in completing my assignments and unfortunately the lights went off. It was raining and the breeze was cool, I could work even then but, at that juncture I wasn't in that mood. I kept my laptop aside and went towards the window which ...

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“Falling for You” by Trinity Huffman

Submitted to Contest #37

I was so amused by the sound of my own footsteps scuffling clumsily along the sidewalk that I almost tripped twice. I was on a trip in a city called Southern Pines, although it was a northern city and there wasn't a pine tree in sight. It was a warm, yet breezy day and the wind was whistling louder in the great oaks than it was wafting against my skin. There was a statue not too far from here of a beautiful girl. It was said that if her soulmate took a picture with her, then she would spring to life and live the rest of her life with them. T...

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“A KILLER NECKLACE” by Anastasia Avge

Submitted to Contest #37

"Hear me out. The sapphire necklace lost is and has been my most prized possesion since I entered adulthood. Before then, it had been my late father's and his own's before, dating back to many generations of Crowley men. To lose it, is to lose my life's purpose. The men of my family have been serving justice for so many years, the neckale of azure and gold their luck and protection. You see now, dear fellow, why, need be, I am willing to carve out your teeth and reduce you to a near-lifeless being not even your Master will be able to salva...

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“Imari” by Michael Williams

Submitted to Contest #37

           “I am Imari. I am from the Pacific region. I am not sure just exactly where I am from. Now, it is just after the second world warstarted. It was a Japanese family that had taken us in, and they had loved us very much. They loved us for the whole time that we were  there.             But, then, during the war, our house was somewhat blown apart. Amy was killed, and Sandra was burned badly. We had done nothing wrong. Why, then, h...

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“The lost treasure” by Amrit Singh

Submitted to Contest #37

One more day, the same irritating sunlight entering through windows. Sunlight is the best thing that nature provided us. It is warm, it is meant for all. It's on you, whether you accept it or not. And I always decide to reject it in the early morning.Arjun: Mom (Screaming without even opening his eyes). Why you open the curtains.Mom: (from the kitchen with a smile on her face) What can I do? your friend wants to greet you.Arjun: No, He wants to disturb me. He dislikes that I am sleeping while he has to up early in the morning.Mom: (Washing h...

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“Detective Snuffles” by Kyla Jernigan

Submitted to Contest #37

I was woken from my mid-day nap by the most unearthly of screams. I had been sitting amongst my fellow stuffed animal co-workers when I heard the cry. It was high, savage, and terrifying enough to send the bravest of men running, but I am not the bravest of men. It was a scream of loss; I could tell by the slight tremor in it. It was a female human. Female, because there were only females in the vicinity and human, for almost the same reason, though I supposed it could've been the cat Sprinkles. She was notoriously known for the screeching o...

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“The Fall of Ember Kingdom Side Story The Missing Heart” by Jean Branson

Submitted to Contest #37

It had been so week since Kimberly had been killed and he still hasn't told his Little Elias. He had been gathering gems for his mother for the entirety of the week she had been killed full of joy that one day his mommy would come home and see his gem collection. He had avoided Yeter'el because he was just as hurt over Kimberly's death as he was. If the two of them got together Yeter'el would turn into a wolf and howl bringing Egan to tears. He sat at her vanity staring at her brushes and Combs. She was killed by Traitors who sought to ...

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“The Widow’s Web” by Christine Johnson

Submitted to Contest #37

Words are hard to say when you realize your beloved white porcelain cat figurine with green gem eyes has disappeared. I live by myself since my husband died four years past, I don’t know who could have taken it.Maybe it was one of my live furballs? Dizzy dangles her tail lower today, a sure sign of guilty suspicion. Mabel, the tabby, loves to cuddle, but she stays away at this hour. I watch the shrewd scavenger burrow herself into every cushion and pillow only to reappear the moment I start to suspect she has suffocated h...

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