Write a story that ends with a character asking a question.

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“We don't have time for this.” by Darcy Kane

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‘’You're a fucking idiot, do you know that?’’‘’Yep.’’‘’Next time just shut up, alright? Jesus, pudding?’’‘’Yep.’’‘’You're lucky you're hot.’’‘’Yep. Thank you.’’Tommy was pissed off, not really pissed off, but enough. Our stroll continued as he huffed and puffed along, complaining about how this was a perfect example as to why he always picks up, alone. Look obviously I am no expert but everyone loves pudding, even drug dealers you know. In between his burst of complaining and whining, Tommy was skipping along with a smile on his fa...

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“Game Night” by Isabela Lopez

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"I WON"! shouted Ted. Liz rolled her eyes. "You only won this round. Calm yourself. I can't believe you brought me into this. Unlike you guys, I have a life". Liz's parents glanced at each other. Her mom was the one to talk. "If you want to, you can grab your phone. But remember. If you grab that phone, you pay for dinner next week". Liz rolled her eyes. She hated family game nights. She looked at her phone. It was as if her phone was vibrating every minute, telling her to pick it up. She knew it was Emma, apologizing. ‘Good’. She thought. ...

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“The Corner of Onyx and Lavender.” by Natalie Swift

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The air was cold that morning. I could feel the rain slowly trickle down as it leapt from the comfort of the clouds to the uncertainty of the concrete below my feet. I was in a good mood on my walk to work that morning. My heart felt content and relaxed. There was no worrying about the future or rushing past the boutique without taking a look. I happened to be wearing my favorite shoes that morning. The bright yellow open-toed pumps that I love so very much. I don’t care what my mother says, best thirty bucks ever spent. I reach the corner o...

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“Blackout” by Joy Barton

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July 9. It has only been ten hours and I miss my sweet Clara already. Jordy and little Timmy ask me where their mama went. How but how can a father explain to his two little boys that mama left. And without saying goodbye?Max traced his finger nails along the faint creases in his forehead, as his other hand cradled the black ink pen that spilled his words across the yellow lined paper. How intimate the pen reached the paper, caressing something so bare and blank from its overflow.Max squinted, his eyes tired from the dull, dancing candle lig...

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“Why Is It? ” by Pre Lig

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Can I have at least a second of your time? I am busy.You're busy? Oh, is that so? Do you remember when we first started? I got lots of calls and messages from you everyday. And mind you, in those times, you already have work, right? But you had time to call and send messages to me. Now, you will tell me that you are busy? Why, am I not busy too? We are both working. What is the difference between then and now? I do not want to say this, but is it really like this? Why is it that much effort is only in the beginning? Then, everyday ...

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“THE 82nd” by Cynthia Tresner

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THE 82ndOne day Azzy was going on a trip with her family and she was going to Texas where her mother lives. Azzy only sees her mother every 4 years right before school starts. She only has 2 weeks to spend with her and the rest of her family. Her parents got divorced and moved away so she is living with a nanny named Allie. “Hey Allie, can I wear my school clothes today? I want to look good in front of my parents” said Azzy. “sure sweetie you can but don't play in the mud with them and bring a pair some other clothes that are not school-rela...

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“Jim of New York” by Elle Holmes

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Hypatia sat between two colonnades of the Serapeum listening to her father address his class. The smell of passing chariots mixed with the gentle wafts of salt blowing off the sea. The scent of home comforted her almost as much as the sound of her father’s lessons.As her father Theon reached the crescendo of his lecture, a glint of light caught the corner of Hypatia’s eye. She turned to catch its source, but there was nothing that should’ve caused such a flash. She rose and slipped between colonnades to investigate further. A swaying piece o...

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“Second Hand” by Rita Ghosh

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It all started in July 1998 in a quiet neighborhood of San Bernardino California where I, Jim Brown lived with my parents Judy and Timothy Brown. Most of the neighbors were out for a vacation to Europe, India, China, and one of those exotic places. My dad was a lawyer, and mom worked in a hospital as a nurse. They both were very busy and never had time for me. I had no friends either. I was a lanky and pale thin guy with glasses at the age of 9. It's my luck I don't have an allergy of old dusty books. My only friends were Roald Dahl, Enid Bl...

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“Reading a Butterfly” by Lori Svensen

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Andriel sighed as she looked out on the crowd outside the tent. Her black cloak weighed heavy on her shoulders today.“No one will come in if you behave like that!” the admonishment came from behind her.Andriel turned and beheld the old woman who had been her constant companion the past three years. The woman looked about 50, but she knew Elora to be at least 120! She had yet to start learning the spells that would keep her from withering in old age.“Not needed for you yet!” the woman had insisted every time Andriel asked to be taught t...

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“Secrets Emerge ” by Alison Lawrence

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I knew a girl who used to be the ‘school’s snow queen’, who appeared to be cold as ice, but in reality, she had a pure heart. Louise was a free spirit, smart young girl. her long golden-brown hair were like a smooth brown honey. Her large blue frosty eyes stand out of a round face. Louise had a strong athletic build which enhanced her ability to compete successfully in swimming competition. Louise was born and raised in one of the richest towns of Paris, Saint-Nom-La-Bretèche. Louise’s family owned one of the most famous fash...

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“I'll Take Either! ” by Sheryl Reddy

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So today is a new day and I decided I was going to do whatever made me happy for now. And right now it was running outside and letting the Sun beat down on me, most people I see on television are usually dancing in the rain. Me not me I dance in the sunlight the beauty of a sunny day is unbeatable in my eyes. I love the sunshine and the warmth it brings to my skin and mind. You know what they say, they say everyone needs vitamin d in their life. It is something I always agreed with. As I sit in my favorite chair looking out the window, sippi...

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“The Phone Call” by Marie Bernardin

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The phone rang in the story I’m reading, but then, it rings again, in my house. I get up from my chair in the sunny breakfast nook and walk toward the cabinet where the phone sits, and it rings once again. “No! It can't ring.” I think as my hand hesitates above the phone. I hesitate a bit more, almost afraid of this inanimate object, and again, it rings but the ring is followed by a click, and I think, “Yes, four rings and it'll go to the answering machine”….the answering machine I sold 6 months ago at a garage sale when I cut off the land l...

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“The Broken Window” by Basil Boi

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It started with one of the stormiest nights the Briggs family had ever since. Hammering rain and icy winds, thunder, and lighting rattling their measly cottage. Travis Briggs, the eldest of the Briggs children, was shaking. He was a bully and hot-headed, but thunder made him scared straight. Milly, the second eldest, was delighted! She loved storms and often dreams of becoming a meteorologist. She was looking out the window, smiling wildly. Then there was Junior, the youngest. He sat on the ground, not fazed at all the commotion of his famil...

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“It Only Takes One Saturday” by J. Marc

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It was an ordinary Saturday morning. Mrs. Salvacion woke up at 7 o’clock, immediately put her apron and pony tailed her hair as she prepared for her family’s meal. She was concentrating at her kitchen timer as it ticked to its last few seconds, making sure everything’s perfect.5…4…3…2…“Chicken’s Ready!” she shouted to her family that seemed to be having their own world. She waited few seconds for an answer but none came. Probably her husband, Michael, was still watching the TV or playing video games again while their twins, Jess and Jessica,...

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“The Nighthowler” by Melody Wright

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PresentIn a graveyard perched on the edge by the church lives the unknown. The unknown was named , ‘The NIGHTHOWLER.’ The Nighthowler was vast. His aged face had dark - deep eyes and bushy furrowed brows . His eyes were like the midnight blanket across the sky , powerful and profound. His razor teeth are covered in soil and russet wood . His eyes are not seen neither his mucronate teeth , but is covered in an overgrown mass of dun and lanceolate leaves . The branches are sharp shards of glass extending to the right then to the left. Gro...

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✍️ 260 stories

“We don't have time for this.” by Darcy Kane

“Game Night” by Isabela Lopez

“The Corner of Onyx and Lavender.” by Natalie Swift

“Blackout” by Joy Barton

“Why Is It? ” by Pre Lig

“THE 82nd” by Cynthia Tresner

“Jim of New York” by Elle Holmes

“Second Hand” by Rita Ghosh

“Reading a Butterfly” by Lori Svensen

“Secrets Emerge ” by Alison Lawrence

“I'll Take Either! ” by Sheryl Reddy

“The Phone Call” by Marie Bernardin

“The Broken Window” by Basil Boi

“It Only Takes One Saturday” by J. Marc

“The Nighthowler” by Melody Wright

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