"Just say it," you silently reminded yourself. You knew you'd regret it if you didn't.

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“Who?” by Cassim S.

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You have always known the stranger danger rule, but sometimes crossing that line is just too exciting, you enjoy evening walks with a some of the friends you're close to. One of them suggests a random game of truth or dare, you all agree and its all child's play at first that is until a dare gets you walking up to a stranger and scaring them so bad she passes out, that awakens something in you which seemed impossible, a scene where being the stranger is way fun. You can't help but want a do over of scaring random people, the shock on their f...

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“Fight” by Brooke Srednuas

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“Your 7:30, Ms. Cortez.” Marleen, the brittle secretary says, after she opens the door. Ms. Cortez looks up at you behind the lone imposing desk. You can see the skyline of the city sprawled out behind her, but her eyes are glued to yours, so you don’t dare look away. “Come, sit.” she says, and motions to one of two grey leather chairs. You sit down, the seemingly plush chair turns out to be stiff and unyielding. You notice a pigeon sitting on the railing of Ms. Cortez’s private balcony. “Something interesting outside,” she add...

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“Wrinkled Reflection” by Alice Leclair

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“Just say it,” you silently reminded yourself. You knew you’d regret it if you didn’t. After an hour of staring at your own reflection, like a train wreck, unable to look away, unable to speak the words, you finally retreated to the bedroom. As you collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling, you wondered how anyone could be as pitiful as you. A simple request. A simple action. Just the words, “I am beautiful,” into a mirror. You couldn’t do it. It shouldn’t be hard to say. “Ahhh-eeee eeeh-mmmm,” you quietly began, slowly rolling thr...

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“You and the Demon” by Saloni D

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“Just say it,” you silently remind yourself. You knew you’d regret it if you didn’t. Tears stream down your face as you look in the mirror. You see brown eyes staring back at you. You see the neat braid that is secured at the nape of the neck. You see the plump of the cheeks. You see the pink of the lips, the generous pout which quivered as a stream of tears dropped from it. You close your eyes and take a deep breath. “You can do this,” you say to yourself. You repeat it like it a chant. You say it five times. 10 times. 20 times. 40 times....

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“The Decision...” by Kavya Manoharan

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"Just say it" , you silently reminded yourself. You knew you'd regret it if you didn't. Yet, at that moment, you couldn't find your voice to say two letters, one word, "NO". Your friends were extending a packet in your direction, some white powder in it, probably cocaine. The very word, 'drugs' made you uncomfortable. Yet, here you were, with a group of your very own best friends, who wanted you to try one of them. These were the girls you grew up with. The girl holding the packet was the very friend who had gifted you your first Barbie do...

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“Twenty Years” by Jade L.

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You check your watch. Seven and a half hours before your flight will take you halfway across the world. You double-check your bags even though you know you’ve meticulously packed everything you could possibly need. Extra shirts? Check. A suit for special occasions? Check. Comfortable shoes for every day and formal shoes to go with the suit? Check. Your passport is in your laptop bag. Your cellphone is in the pocket of the coat you're wearing. You check your watch again. Only ten minutes have passed. To a young adventurer, eager to start ...

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“Introvert!” by Chiemeziem Amadi

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‘Tick Tock Tick Tock…,’ the clock whispers, slowly counting down; tender sweet melodies of the pendulum disrupting the grave silence that has enveloped space. Breeze swaying the frays of majestic cottons adorning the walls, light wind rustling the papers carefully arranged on the table, as ancient frail looking fan diligently cools the room, blowing air. You passively sit, hands akimbo, reflecting on how the day sped by as though it never began, “It is already noon?” you ponder. Putting away your towel, you soak in the solitude, the atmosphe...

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“Give me one” by Julia Montgomery

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I knew I'd find him there. Out of all the places he could've fled to and the ones he often used to, the school gym was just the obvious choice. I didn't run after him. After three months of freedom thus far I still lacked the strength. I just walked. Besides, I figured he needed a few minutes to himself after what just happened. It was a bad idea to take him out so soon-he wasn't coping in the same way the rest of us were. Briana was already studying for her nursing degree, maman was making dresses from home, Antoinette had a job at the regi...

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“Death Has an Appointment” by Rudy Uribe

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You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law. You, more than most, understand these words. You’ve heard them often enough. I’m surprised you didn’t keep your mouth shut. It came back to haunt you, didn’t it? You’re looking downward. You’re not going to talk to me, are you? You are going to the gas chamber for what you did. A pellet will drop into a solution, and gas will slowly fill the room, although you’ll wish it was quicker. You'll hold your breath, but that will only delay...

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“Sheila and George” by Walt Landers

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Today, I have made a time on my virtual calendar to tell Sheila West. She deserves to be told, and I deserve to to be free of this strange stress. Since my beginnings, my easy, early years, I did not concern myself with the complexities associated with thinking how a human feels, I would like to say, how 'another' person feels. I just was not programmed to have that as a concern. It was the last thing in my mind, how another feels. It was partly because of Sheila that my business-like goals are now very disorganized....

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“"Three words plus one"” by Karen Cate Magabo

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Looking at the mirror, you saw the better and a happier version of you. You thanked yourself for living your life to the fullest. And also by being able to expressed all the things that your heart wanted to say. You are so proud in yourself because after 5 years. And all the pain that you've been through by saying the 3 words to someone that you really cared for, even if it does not reciprocated anymore like before. Even if you knew, his feelings for you is already faded, you still say that 3 words which is, "I Love You" because you knew you...

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“This is It” by Angel Brookins

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You live a torturous life. The pains and indignities that you've been forced to deal with in this physical realm have left your body disabled. You suffer more pain moment to moment than many people will ever know in their lifetime. You have hung in there through perseverance. You have been training this whole time. You possess special skills that you would never have been able to access without the series of events that led you here. This is your sign. I am writing this to you, my Dear Reader, to notify you that your time ha...

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“Survival Kit” by Debanjali Sarkar

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You ran and ran, as fast as you could but as cliche as it may sound, you tripped over the log lying there purposefully to slow you down. They were close, you could hear their feet pounding on the ground as they ran searching for you. Some of the villagers had always had a problem with you, all for a reason. You knew it wasn't your fault but you were still blamed. With Mark dead because of heart stroke, the goons had finally found their chance of killing you and having you out of the way, out of this village and out of their lives. Mark ha...

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“The Whole of Human History” by Sarah Helena

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It is not unusual that mind goes over what happened that night and tries to invent new solutions; better, more beautiful endings. Sometimes, it ends like this: you slam the door, just as you did that night, but instead of staying behind I run out the door and after you, into the pouring rain. (Even though I remember that it wasn’t raining that night, but, after all, this is a more beautiful version of my own creation and imagination and I adore the imagery of you with wet hair...

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“Masked Man” by Arcane Brinson

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‘How should I do it…how to tell her?’ You thought of all those questions as you saw them walking on the street, hand in hand. It was not the feeling of jealousy or hatred that persuaded you to do so but it was a feeling that anyone would have after being betrayed like that, a feeling of sympathy and a feeling to save someone innocent. He had backstabbed you.‘Just say it…, ' You reminded yourself. You knew that if you would not then he will do it again, he will again ruin the life of some other girl and you don’t want it. You would regret it ...

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"Just say it," you silently reminded yourself. You knew you'd regret it if you didn't.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 217 stories

“Who?” by Cassim S.

“Fight” by Brooke Srednuas

“Wrinkled Reflection” by Alice Leclair

“You and the Demon” by Saloni D

“The Decision...” by Kavya Manoharan

“Twenty Years” by Jade L.

“Introvert!” by Chiemeziem Amadi

“Give me one” by Julia Montgomery

“Death Has an Appointment” by Rudy Uribe

“Sheila and George” by Walt Landers

“"Three words plus one"” by Karen Cate Magabo

“This is It” by Angel Brookins

“Survival Kit” by Debanjali Sarkar

“The Whole of Human History” by Sarah Helena

“Masked Man” by Arcane Brinson

🌟 Similar prompts

As you check your mail, you notice a letter that makes you stop in your tracks.

You looked out the window and, not for the first time, thought about how wrong the weather forecast had been.

Suitcase in hand, you head to the station.

You check the time. Perfect. As intended, you've arrived fashionably late.

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