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“Yellow-Eyed Genocide” by A. Y. R

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Among the scorching flames that widened its jaws over the surroundings, shrouded by the rubble and debris from the buildings that were engulfed by the wrath of the explosions, the villain kneeled at the mercy of the hero, trembling before his might. The screams of the fallen accompanied the wails of the sirens, scattered among the ashy smog, carrying with it the stench of fresh rotting corpses. The torched city was filled with an orchestra of gunshots, reaching the final chorus of the battle, before coming to a rapturous silence to mark the ...

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“Listen to your Mother !” by Katy S.

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I turned off the news. It was always the same. Global warming causing hurricanes or fires somewhere or the other. Revolts and riots everywhere. Political strife, things heating up. A celebrity has had serious allegations come up against them.People killed because of some trait that doesn't harm anyone. It wasn't like I needed anything more to add to my depressed funk. My mother walks in and sees me despondently lying on the couch. " What is the matter? " I sigh. My aging mother is a little out of touch with the world, not...

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“(Don't) Listen to Me” by Joshua G. J. Insole

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1Don’t listen to me.I am a straight white male who was born in the United Kingdom in the early nineties. My parents worked in healthcare and banking. My sibling and I never wanted for much when we were growing up, and we both attended university. What do I know about sacrifice and selflessness? What could I possibly know about that? Sure, my life hasn’t been a perpetual picnic in the park (I’m working-middle class), but all in all, I’ve enjoyed my fair share of privilege. I admit that freely. Anyone who comes from my sort of background who s...

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“Black Lives Matter” by Neha Dubhashi

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“Horrors and wonders” by Marte Van Der Linden

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The cobblestones in the town square are waiting.Something will happen today. They know it. They have seen centuries go by, filled with horrors and wonders, and they recognise the signs. There’s a stillness in the air.*The square was paid for with blood. Some rich businessman, who lived a few centuries ago, had it built to show everyone how generous he was. He got his money by selling people. Men, women, children. Chained and beaten and starved. Bought and sold like cattle by the rich businessman, who was so convinced of his own superiority t...

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“The baseball team” by Utkarsh Srivastava

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“If I wouldn’t able to repay this money will you kill me? Or will you rape my wife?—as all debtor does,” Cas asked Japher; the richest farmer of the town. Japher laughed hilariously and the loud laughter mixed and echoed with the shrill of the warm summer breeze. Cas wiped his sweat with naturally build biceps and furrowed his brows in confusion. “No! No! this is a sin. Why shall I do that? You are my buddy! But why do you need money so urgent? Is everything okay? This is not even the season of sowing,” Japher grilled. ...

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“The Last” by Arthur Tiberio

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It was on those nights, when the moon was dark and the winter winds blew harshly, that the world seemed most at peace. No shapes stirred in the grass below, and the lanterns of the city did not move, did not waver. From the wall, you could hear no sound save the soft tolling of faraway bells, and sullen whispers carted by the gale, and the frozen breath of the guardsmen mixed pleasantly with the thick smoke of their cigars. They were the guardians of the freedom of Man, and their eyes were as sharp as the cold."Be snowing soon," grunted the ...

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“Interests, Objectives, Standards” by Kathleen March

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I remember World War II. Let me fill you on how I recall what happened. Be aware that my recollections are entirely accurate because I was there.I remember World War II. There were lots of countries like Sicily and Northern Africa and Omaha Beach. D-Day is definitely something I will never forget, because I was there.I remember maps with an X written on them on the border of Germany near Aachen. Of course there were war letters to and from home. Long letters, many written in pencil. It must have required sharpening the pencil several times, ...

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“New World Experiment #2,613,937” by Sprite Akuma

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“Hey, can I see your world? Mine is a bit… hard to look at right now.” After years of studying civilization and creating new universes, it baffles me how we’ve gotten nowhere. I doubt my research looks any different than my coworker’s, but I allow him to have a look anyways. “Eek. That’s what’s been happening in mine. I don’t get it. No matter what we do, how many challenges and gifts we give to our experiments, they always end like this. Why?” I peer through my glass screen again, watching the small people in New World Experiment #2,487,519...

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“B.L.M.” by Ray Van Horn

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B.L.M.By Ray Van Horn, Jr."Man, just stop.""What? We've been friends for ages, Marcus. Why can't I..." "Because you can't, Sam." The sun torched the city with a seeming intent to break wills with no apparent discrimination. The beams pounded both ebony and pale skins alike with 93 degree fury, adding to the agitated swell already in the air. The summer vapors were like a broth. To both men...

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“Prefab 5” by Deborah Mercer

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“We are not there to sit on judgement,” Judith’s boss, Lydia, at the Ashbourne Advocacy Hub (nobody was quite sure if the acronym was serendipitous or vaguely ridiculous) reminded her. “Nor to pick and choose whom we think worthy of our help and support!” Judith would have admitted she was a bit of a grammar pedant herself, but she had never known anyone to – well, whom, the correct usage of whom came so naturally. She liked Lydia and respected her, though at times the respect tended to eclips...

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“Woodgums” by ℤ ℍ☮️

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A fiery ball of light dazzled in the sky, it's rays running through the eerie windows and into Woodgum Factory. The sky was cloudy, filled with dark clouds pregnant with gallons of water. A single stick-like crow swept onto a rusty sign that said Woodgums Factory. The workers inside the factory worked, wood chips stuck in their hair. They carved deep brown beds and birch book side tables.In a luxurious house, still on the same lot, but just placed far far away, the owner of Woodgums lounged on his chair in front of the crackling fire. The em...

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“I am Natasha” by Nikhil Ram

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It was just like any other day at school. Christine and I got down from the school bus and walked our way into the classroom. Like any high school class, my classroom also followed the same stereotype. Teens roaring and shouting with earphones plugged in their ears. But my day is totally different. Bob Derik, my ten-year-old neighbor succumbed to bullying at his school. He strangled himself with his mom's pajamas. Strange choice of weapon. Well, what can I say, he is a kid after all. Will his mom ever be able to wear pajamas again? I kn...

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“CHIKAMNENE” by Uzonna Cyril

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CHIKAMNENE – LET ME BE LOOKING ON GOD Okada!!! Eheee, stop stop stop. Thank you. Do you know I have being standing here for the past 30 minutes waving down on other commercial cyclist but non seems to hear my call not to talk of stopping. You must be a favoured one nwanne m. hmmm, it is not really that way. You see, sometimes you come out for the day`s work and you are blessed with favour all through to the extent of hoping that sunset never come. I just think today is one of my lucky days. Lucky you I must say. I need you to take me to the ...

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“The power of voice.” by DHANANJAY SHARMA

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It happened around the time when humans were in a deep sleep and owls had just awoken. The guards were half asleep on their post sitting on squeaking handicapped chairs supported by a vertical pile of bricks. The white spotted circular satellite of this planet was completely and clearly visible in the darkest canvas ever seen. They came in hustling through the bushes; jumping above the fences; face covered with black masks; eyes blood red; and equipped with wooden sticks, metallic rods. They knew which way to enter, which way to exit, what t...

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Write a story about solidarity.

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✍️ 53 stories

“Yellow-Eyed Genocide” by A. Y. R

“Listen to your Mother !” by Katy S.

“(Don't) Listen to Me” by Joshua G. J. Insole

“Black Lives Matter” by Neha Dubhashi

“Horrors and wonders” by Marte Van Der Linden

“The baseball team” by Utkarsh Srivastava

“The Last” by Arthur Tiberio

“Interests, Objectives, Standards” by Kathleen March

“New World Experiment #2,613,937” by Sprite Akuma

“B.L.M.” by Ray Van Horn

“Prefab 5” by Deborah Mercer

“Woodgums” by ℤ ℍ☮️

“I am Natasha” by Nikhil Ram

“CHIKAMNENE” by Uzonna Cyril

“The power of voice.” by DHANANJAY SHARMA

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