You thought he was dead, but there he is, right in front of you on the street, smiling at you.

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“Into the Oblivion” by Sayujyaraj Ghimire

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10:45 amSoftware Firm, Twenty-fourth floor,Torre Eurosky, Rome,Italy.For the first time in my life, I breathed a sigh of relief. Life as a software developer was very hectic. My workplace had never expanded beyond a couple of square feet; it was restricted within plywood walls and contained a timber desk and a soft, leathery chair (a cubicle, to be exact). I was given an outmoded computer with separate monitor, keyboard and a box-like vociferous CPU that made a maddening, rattling sound. The only thing I could flawlessly do was type some gib...

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“Secrets” by BRoOkE HAs A COwBoY HAt

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"His whole life, Ronald was in his temporary home. He is now in his real home with the Lord. He is resting in peace. Ronald would not want everyone to be sorry for him, or to cry and grieve. He would want all of us to be happy for him, for he is now in a better place with our Father. We love you, Ronald. Amen.""Amen." Eileen stayed sitting as everyone else stood up and went to the lobby, most likely to talk about all of the good times with Ronny."Eileen, correct?" Eileen looked up and the pastor was looking down at her."Yes, Pastor Gene." Pa...

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“Generations” by Alexi Delavigne

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I recognized him immediately. My stomach twisted uncomfortably as my eyes met his. There was no mistaking it, it was him. The man from the photographs my mother had kept hidden in the back of dresser drawer.His hair had a few more streaks of grey, and his face had gained a few wrinkles, but it was definitely him. The same brown eyes, the same smile. Yes, he smiled as he saw recognition in my face. I wondered, did he also see the confusion and fear?He stood at the end of my driveway. I had been picking up Ryan’s toys and had happened to glanc...

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“I Can't Lose You...” by Rosa Rainbowz

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3 years ago “Hey, it’s Mother’s Day,” my brother said, facing me. “Okay…? So…?” “I was wondering if you wanted to ride with me to her house.” He smashed his fingers together pleadingly, looking at my eyes. “Please, I’ll owe you. I know I just got a car but-” I sighed. “Save it, Carlos. You can go yourself. I’m kind of busy.” “Promise me you’ll FaceTime her tonight?” “I promise, lil bro. Now go ahead. Tell her Happy Mother’s Day for me, alright?” “Sure.” He nodded at me, tilting his navy blue cap. He grabbed his hoodie from a hook next to th...

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“A Fictitious Voyage” by Arya Preston

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Poison rain descended from the canopy of azure. A force so slow yet unforgiving of the endless fields that thrived from its vivifying nutrients. It was deserted at first glance, a distorted illusion of a once-promised land merely saturated with acres of suspiciously upright flowers, ivory-tinted yet blinding like burning magnesium.I wandered barefoot, feeling every sharp pinch of those pebbles piercing my skin. A trail of red freckled along the wavering cobblestone, its eroded curves sinking into the earth beneath. Tendrils of sea-green vine...

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“Mistaken ” by Anja Z

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Contains harsh language. Running through the dark and silent forest feels pathetic, yet you run. You run for your life. You haven’t even run for 10 minutes, yet your body feels as though it can’t run anymore: your follower just on your heels. You jump over a tree trunk, but slip and fall. Lying face down on the ground you turn around and catch a glimpse of the ever so bright moon, its illuminating colour making you forget about your goal, just a little bit anyway, before you hear it.His voice.Echoing through the forest like a wolves howl ech...

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“No choice” by Imane Sah.

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Between the hail and the rain, I was okay where I was. In this warm room, seeing the streaming sunlight that comes regardless of clouds; I was content to watch the ever-changing picture that is the world beyond mine. The newly washed roofs gleam as brightly as mirrors, the blossom tenacious on the branches that dance. It was a rainy day, one for the books, tea mugs and cozy socks. But in another side, I remembered my friend who died just a year ago on this same day. Rain has always been my calming sound. When I was little my mother would ...

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“Three's a crowd” by Anushka Binoy

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VE Day 1945, EnglandJust visible on the eastern horizon, the sun rose in a glorious explosion of pink and gold, the morning light stroking the hedges and dew-soaked leaves. Pippa watched from her bedroom window as the streets of London were washed in a ghostly, silver light, emanating an almost ethereal glow. London – what had once been a colourful, cosmopolitan city dotted with street markets filling the air with amazing smells, was now a ghost town of deserted houses, crawling with mould and damp. She gazed around her own home, where ivy c...

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“Ring, Ring” by Najwa Zandlo

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Ring. Ring. The sound of the phone on the wall pierces the silence of the morning with dagger-like precision. Anastasia Malone and her husband, Connor Malone, stare at it, then at each other. Neither wants to make the move to answer. Their breakfast plates sit in front of them, half-eaten. A crinkled newspaper flashes the date in black-and-white: July 23, 1990. Anastasia makes the first move. She inches through the kitchen, watched intently by her husband. Ring. Ring. Her fingers close around the plastic. A...

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“Some Folks Are Lucky” by Ryan Lieb

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It came on all at once, while Nolan was driving down a dark New Jersey highway toward the woods. A feeling that wasn’t quite guilt, but adjacent to guilt. Doctors might refer to it as shock. Or maybe shock was the numbness that came before the feeling. And if that was true, maybe this feeling was the connective tissue between shock and guilt. At first, it was just a job. Go to the place, do the thing, don’t ask questions. And Nolan always did his job well. He never stopped to think about what he was doing, he just moved on to the next t...

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“GUILT” by Shivani Manocha

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“Pit-pat, pit-pat”You hear the last few drops of the shower as they yield themselves to the embrace of the windowpane, finally resting after a long day.Averting your gaze from the pale whiteness of the pages you have been reading, you look towards the window to behold the beauty of those little droplets whose sound has captivated your ears. In no time, the three dimensional reality of Noah and Allie’s world gets pulled back into the two-dimensional corporeality of the book in your hand.As you head towards the window with small light steps, y...

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“A Short Ending” by Evelyn Mullooly

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The road was long, but she knew where she was going. Her hand grasped the steering wheel in the two and ten o’clock position. The wheel was cold, but not as cold as it had been where she first got in the car. The interior of the car, along with the wheel, was heating up due to the exhaust of the car. She gripped it tight, paying close attention to the road. Lights attached to big commercial buildings flew in and out of her sight as the car drove along the nearly empty street. These lights were her old friends, never changing or leaving. If...

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“A demon from the past” by S. P. Franco

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I woke up startled by a crash at my bedroom door. I switched on the lamp, put one foot at a time out of bed, still dizzy from that startle, and taking the silk robe I had crumpled at the foot of the bed, dressed it and approached the door, my heart racing, wanting to escape through my mouth. I didn't open the door. I lifted the eyelid from the door and moved closer until I could see something on the other side. A brownish eye was all I could see. I jumped back, startled. I knew that eye. It was him. It couldn't be happening. I trie...

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“He's Alive” by Catherine Stevens

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He’s dead, nothing will bring him back. The world has now changed and it will never be the same. Because, he won’t be in it. The birds sing but I refuse to hear them, the wind blows but I refuse to feel it, the scent of the funeral bouquets float on the breeze but I refuse to smell them. But I do see! I make myself see the simple wooden casket in front of me. He loved the smell and feel of natural sanded wood, he said the grains and colors told the story of life. He doesn’t have that anymore, life, it was cruelly stolen f...

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“Husband” by Skyler Woods

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Every night, Kristina would dream that her husband was still alive. The dream would be so real for Kristina. In Kristina's dream she would think her husband was dead, but then she would see him standing right in front of her on a busy street, smiling at her. Kristina would run across the street toward her husband, but before she could embrace him and kiss him, her dream would end. The man who shot Kristina's husband was executed and Kristina witnessed the execution. The only one who stood by Kristina's side was her older sister, Pamela....

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You thought he was dead, but there he is, right in front of you on the street, smiling at you.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 412 stories

“Into the Oblivion” by Sayujyaraj Ghimire

“Secrets” by BRoOkE HAs A COwBoY HAt

“Generations” by Alexi Delavigne

“I Can't Lose You...” by Rosa Rainbowz

“A Fictitious Voyage” by Arya Preston

“Mistaken ” by Anja Z

“No choice” by Imane Sah.

“Three's a crowd” by Anushka Binoy

“Ring, Ring” by Najwa Zandlo

“Some Folks Are Lucky” by Ryan Lieb

“GUILT” by Shivani Manocha

“A Short Ending” by Evelyn Mullooly

“A demon from the past” by S. P. Franco

“He's Alive” by Catherine Stevens

“Husband” by Skyler Woods

🌟 Similar prompts

Twenty minutes before you are about to get married, you find your mother and your fiancé kissing passionately.

Every year, one person is sent to the moon. This year, though you hid in terror, it is your turn to enter the rocket.

"Come with us,” two burly men in gray suits say, grabbing you by the arm and handcuffing you. “You know what you did.” But you have no idea.

You are the only one in the supermarket during a blizzard. Feeling creeped out, you decide to leave, when suddenly you find a baby abandoned on the floor.

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