Write a story that involves a mystery — it doesn't need to be crime-related, it should just include something that remains unexplained until the end.

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“Mystery: Write a story that involves a mystery -it doesn't need to be crime related it should just include something that remains unexplained until the end.” by Prince Brempong

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Weekly Writing PromptsPrince De-Grant BrempongTel. 0575086991Email: princedegrant32@gmail.comEmail: princedegrant37@gmail.comWrite a story that involves a mystery -it doesn't need to be crime related ,it should just include something that remains unexplained until the end.A mystery is noted as something that is difficult ,it is again impossible to understand or explain.My story is entitled The Kidnapped.This is s mystery because I wonder how can a clever boy like Moses be Kidnapped.The Kidnapped of Moses remains a mystery because no one know...

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“Collar Yoke Sleeve Sleeve” by Johnny Rojo

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Collar, yoke, sleeve, sleeve… side, back, side.Collar, yoke, sleeve, sleeve… side, back, side.The little mantra ran through Jake’s head, over and over, setting the rhythm of his careful work.Collar, yoke, sleeve, sleeve… side, back, side.When he was 15, Jake had joined an army cadet corps. He didn’t last long – through the fall and winter months and then, after turning 16, six weeks of summer camp that confirmed in him a lifelong loathing of authority.Appointing cadet officers who could rush about demanding you salute them had been the last ...

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“Come Full Circle” by Arnold Edwards

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COME FULL CIRCLE Jackson Snell lived for his morning coffee, his routine, his ritual if you will. Growing up on a truck farm with his parents and younger brother and sisters in rural Alabama, is where he cultivated this penchant for morning coffee. It traveled with to Chicago, some forty years ago. At sixty-seven years of age it stayed with him. This daily routine fortified his resolve that his decision to accept a transfer forty years ago as the right one. Now he lived in East Lake View, not a swanky neighborhood, bu...

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“Proposition Fatale ” by Iris Row

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“I have only ever been in love once in my life, and no, it wasn’t with your mother.” It was a rather crude statement to make in the presence of one’s children, and an even worse thing to say so soon after one’s wife had passed, but Damon Walters was three sheets to the wind, and it had been so long since he had even mentioned her name. His faded blue eyes looked round with satisfaction, surveying his guests with a gentle pleasure. He rested his gaze first on his youngest, Mason, who unlike the others gathered around the dinner table, hadn’t ...

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“The Father” by Chaitali Giri

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The place is quite at a distance from Mohan's house. Except a variety of wild insects and a narrow rivulet of dirty water, there was a serious scarcity of the existence of life. The moon was full and the big trees around were castings shadows three times bigger than their sizes, covering the place fully where Mohan was standing. It was to take left from the main road, then a very large field of wild thorny shrubs and at the end of which there was a narrow slope that takes one down. Standing on the end of the field one can only see the leafy ...

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“Illumination” by Spirited Wings

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When Kristin arrives for her first day of her new job, the store has been boarded up. She notices a note tucked under the doormat instructing her to go out back. When she does, she finds a door emitting a glowing light. Gingerly stepping forward, she seized the doorknob, a tingling sensation crawling up her spine, freezing her heartbeat. The eerie, radiating door creaked open, giving Kristin a near heart attack. She peered into the gloom, trying to adjust her pupils black pitch darkness, similar to a dark curtain sweeping around her, like an...

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“TIME NEVER FORGETS” by Margarita Escobar

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TIME NEVER FORGETS M. B. ESCOBAR Pam knelt on the gardening pad and dug deep enough to prepare the ground to plant the rose bush. As she broke up the soil her fingers touched something round and hard; she kept digging and brought it up to the surface. It wasn’t a pebble or a small piece of rock as she initially thought. She dusted its surface, but not wearing her glasses, she didn’t inspect the item any further and put it in her pants’ pocket. A burning sensation on her back made her uncomfortable. It was just 7:00 but because o...

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“The Two Hundred Gold Coin Story” by Gene Gryniewicz

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ONE Once there was an old man; and there was an old woman, too, who was his wife. Together they had everything they could possibly need or want, for that matter. They had each other, of course; and they were so close – they knew each other so well – they finished each other’s sentences. They shared stories … but if one of them knew a story, so did the other. They finished each other’s stories! Now this was a long time ago – when tigers still smoked deeply on their long pipes; there weren’t as many stories then as there are...

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“The Blue Boy” by Sean Ruml

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Cyrus woke up to find himself laying on a bed inside Willow Wood hospital. His head was bandaged, and a patch covered his left eye. Cyrus’s arms and legs were bruised and scraped. His head hurt something fierce as his mind began to wander. How had he gotten here, and what happened to the boy he had been playing with earlier in the day? It was a warm spring day and Cyrus was up early finishing his chores so that he could have the rest of the to go out and play. “Cyrus, time fr...

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“Phantoms” by GiGi Liz

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My eyes burn beneath my eyelids. That’s the very first thing I’m conscious of. The next instant, a shock of white light hits my senses. I feel a jolt of panic in my chest. One three-letter word flashes through my mind, even though I have no idea what it means: r-u-n. I drag my parched tongue across my lips, slick with sweat. The dizziness forces me to pause, get my bearings. Red spots dance across my vision, stretching and fading until I’m met with another color. White. The word conjures in my brain. White ceiling, white lights, whit...

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“Barcliff Academy Series” by Oyinkansola Joyce

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A Nigerian themed story High school story Bbecliff Academy series The silence was overwhelming. A croak of a frog could be heard among the students probably coming from the school farm. The principal of Barcliff Academy stood on the elevated podium that was designed for teachers, prefects, the principal and even the proprietor of the school to address the students whenever they wanted to. The principal on a normal day would be putting on one of his choicest award winning smiles, but that day wasn't a normal day. All students were wonderi...

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“We are twins! right? ” by Savindi Wijesingha

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It’s in those moments that you realize that thing you associate around a person is built up with a series of moments you faced alongside that said being. You view a story in one angle, when another sees a completely different point of view as to what happened. There is no correct version to a story, just point of views that associates a person and their past which then creates a certain perception in their mind that, this is what happened. Points of views don’t actually really matter in a story if each different character experienced a sort ...

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“Conversations between Rumi and Blake: The Madness of the Mind” by Mayukha Pillay

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Spirals flowed like a waterfall around her mocha face. Eyes full of aspiration, curiosity and innocence, she looked at the two men in front of her: a young, chocolate man, fuzzes of raven spiked around his face, a turban firmly on his head, eyes as deep as the ocean; a man of six decades, whimsical swirls framed his face in shades of grey, eyes glistened with coffee swirls. Anxiety started filling her throat as she slipped a loose spiral behind her ear and apprehensively asked: “What is God?” “God is a miracle.” “God is the immortal hand...

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“Fevered Dream” by Lia Akiyama

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KAISON The color of the sky was more complex than most would believe. A mix of colors painted across the sky as though it was a canvas. It was something he never noticed. Not until now, laying flat on his back in the middle of the road watching the sunrise from below. If someone were to ask him how he got there or why he was there, he would not have an answer. How was he supposed to explain how he was just there? He knew his name. His family. His life. But he has no recollection as to how he got where he was. ...

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“The Cursed Ones'” by Shenice Pierre

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Her earliest memory in life, was a set pair of blue eyes glaring over her. The pair of eyes belonged to her parents. From the time she was born, she could only remember them watching her. They nurtured her when she was an infant, for she could not move on her own. But when she began to talk they touched her less. And when she could bathe and feed herself, their touch evaporated all together. Her parents still fed her nutritious meals, but they never ate with her. They just sat there, on the other side of the table, observing her with their o...

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Write a story that involves a mystery — it doesn't need to be crime-related, it should just include something that remains unexplained until the end.

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✍️ 206 stories

“Mystery: Write a story that involves a mystery -it doesn't need to be crime related it should just include something that remains unexplained until the end.” by Prince Brempong

“Collar Yoke Sleeve Sleeve” by Johnny Rojo

“Come Full Circle” by Arnold Edwards

“Proposition Fatale ” by Iris Row

“The Father” by Chaitali Giri

“Illumination” by Spirited Wings

“TIME NEVER FORGETS” by Margarita Escobar

“The Two Hundred Gold Coin Story” by Gene Gryniewicz

“The Blue Boy” by Sean Ruml

“Phantoms” by GiGi Liz

“Barcliff Academy Series” by Oyinkansola Joyce

“We are twins! right? ” by Savindi Wijesingha

“Conversations between Rumi and Blake: The Madness of the Mind” by Mayukha Pillay

“Fevered Dream” by Lia Akiyama

“The Cursed Ones'” by Shenice Pierre

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Write a story that begins and ends with someone looking up at the stars.

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