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Write a story that ends with the narrator revealing a secret.

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“One Lie Can Change Everything” by Avani Gupta

My dad is a tall man, with emerald green eyes, a square jawline, and a smile that seems to always make any situation seem better. I’ve inherited some of that. His emerald green eyes and the height.Now you might be wondering about my mom. Well, I am, till this date, still wondering about that, too. She died right before I was born in a car crash. “You were lucky to be alive,” Dad says. “Or else, I don’t know wh...

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“A Mother's Leverage” by Cynthia Scott

Shimmering rays of hope traverse the Tucson horizon where hundreds of thousands will soon awaken to greet the new day. In a few moments, daylight edges its way underneath the coffee-colored curtains of the modestly-furnished hotel room where a beautiful but shattered woman is lying in bed, tissue in hand. Moments pass. The determined rays of light begin to banish some of the darkness in the room. The brightness of this new day's advance seems a striking contrast to the despair evident in Danielle's amber...

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“Joe” by Twilight Bee

Us youngsters put our feet forward. We want recognition. I’m not the person to speak for fame, attention and publicity, I do this for life. I am speaking out. We may think this is our own life, but really we live for everyone. And so, I would also like to take this moment to thank every person on this very planet during this time. From famine to homelessness, we have all been there; now we must do the same, always.We may not like the judgements and choices of such people, but we must stand by them ...

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“In the wake of Death” by Gurpahul Singh

The landline was the first one to wail. It had last spoken a few years back, of that old grandma, in a far-away village, who could still recall those 7 digits of her nephew’s home phone. The grandma could no longer call from where she was now, and yet the landline broke its silence once again that morning. It was the mother who picked it up. Soon, her body dropped to the floor and she gave a loud, painful shriek... one that would reverberate and haunt the neighborhood for a long long time....It was real...

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“Truth or Dare” by 𝔸. 𝕋𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕒𝕝𝕖

"Truth or dare," she asked, rosy lips curling over newly straightened teeth in the pale moonlight."Truth", the boy says, snickering while moonlight catches honeysuckle hair and eyes that glinted like sapphire."Hmph," The girl says, thinking of a worthy enough question to send the boy into a frenzied state. "What is your biggest fear."He smiled shyly before speaking "Oblivion.""Oblivion?" The girl questioned, a playful smile tugging at her lips "Why fear oblivion?"He shrugged simply before rubbing his han...

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“Chaos Tea” by Zilla Babbitt

An eerie white light fell through the cracks in the window and slid down to the floor. The light flung the dust into the air and illuminated the splintered floorboards. The air was cold and empty and smelled like dead things—as though a cold, dead rabbit reeked somewhere in the room.The light touched a pair of feet gently, pale and arched and elegant, crossed carelessly on top of each other. The man lay sprawled on the mattress, tattered clothes hanging loosely on his bony frame. Da...

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“But, Calista...” by Tvisha Yerra

I breathe in deeply, trying to remember the lessons about lying that my mother taught me years ago. I open my eyes, staring into the cop’s eyes.He leans to the other person, whispering. I still hear it, “She fits the description, black hair, and blue eyes.”“Katrina Hemlin?” he asks, directed to me this time. I nod and the police continues, “You were friends with Calista Normf?” The name unleashes a flood of emotions, and I try to keep it in. Tears sting my eyes, I don’t bother to keep them hidden. Maybe the cops ...

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“Wish You Away.” by Avery Mason 🍍😇🤩

Thank you so much to Ruth Porritt who gave me the brilliant idea of concluding my other story, "Wish You Were Here." I suggest reading that story before this one. I am proud to share with you the thrilling sequel to "Wish You Were Here." I hope you enjoy it!Daniella stretched her arms far behind her head. She scratched Lucy her cat. George was sitting on his computer scrolling through articles.“I’m going for a walk.” Declared Daniella.Her husband made a...

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“At Stake” by Phoebe Barr

The ropes around my wrists were starting to chafe. It wasn’t easy, keeping them still here on the arms of the chair they’d bound me to; I was a woman used to working with her hands, and stillness didn’t suit me much. But I ignored the slight discomfort. I had far greater problems, after all, than a pair of reddened wrists.  “Miss Sorrel Smith,” said Jonah Lewis. “Do you understand the charges leveled against you?”  The room they’d brought me to was long and bare, stark uncovered boards making up the walls and floo...

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“Smokescreen ” by Elsa jude Gazzea

Marlene sat in the front booth of the diner. It was a nice colour. Duck egg, people called it, and it was comfy. It was leather, feather padded, with a sleek, varnished table. Marlene liked booths. They gave her just the right amount of privacy, but at the same time never emitted any feelings of coolness to a passer by. This one wasn't any different from the last or the next booth, and it would work just fine.The diner was... bright? It looked as though the architect and designer were mainly inspired by bizarre and fantastical cand...

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“Goodnight, Daniel ” by May Mills

I put on my black dress shoes, grabbed my umbrella, and headed out the door. The sky was a light gray, and I could feel the rain coming down lightly, but surely. It was days like this that I really enjoyed, when the sun was at rest behind the clouds and the rain cleansed the busy streets of the city. Eventually, I made my way to the cemetery where I saw a green field and a slick black casket in the middle of a large group of people. Saying goodbye had always been hard for me, but Daniel deserved it more than anyone. 

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“Where It All Began” by Deborah Angevin

Maria takes off her gloves and smells her hands, immersing herself her favourite fragrance. She then looks at the reflection in the mirror; the old lady with a permed white hair, with the reading glasses on top of the nose bridge that is unable to hide the wrinkles on her face.Maria then washes her hands and dries them, then walks out of the public restroom that is freshly painted with her favourite colour, flashing the biggest smile on her face after sixty years.Despite my old age, I am glad that I...

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“The Hermit” by Tula Singer

She arrived earlier than she should have. I led her in through the back door, where she had been waiting for a half hour, and took her into the kitchen.  “Would you like coffee?”  “No.” “Please, sit here.”  She sat down on the seat opposite mine. I drank coffee as she settled her bags beneath the table. “Remind me your name again?”

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“Doubles” by C. jay Loren

The traffic was badly backed up on the freeway and my annoyance was beginning to turn into an aching tiredness. I could hardly wait to get home and relax, maybe have a hot bath. I rested my elbow on the door and laid my head against it. Slowly, slowly, I inched forward. My phone suddenly rang and I answered using my Bluetooth. “Hey, Amber honey. Are you nearly home?” came the deep voice of my husband. “Sort of, but traffic is terrible and I’m stuck right in it,” I complained. “Long day at work?” he asked.

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“The night of January 7, 2018” by Keri Dyck

   The birch tree swayed beneath my weight. The view was glorious. All round me was still and covered in white, then a slight breath of wind rattled the skeleton branches too thin to hold the weight of snow. After it passed, the silence continued without a living creature to break it. I sighed. It was beautiful, and I wished it could just go on. But then I seen a flash and slowly the puttering of a small tractor intruded itself. It startled me at first— I must have really gone far to have ventured near civilization. Well, n...

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