Write a story about transformation.

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“Salamander” by Sam W

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It started out between my fingers.I was down by the brook, swimming naked, because the bruises on my bones sang softer on water than land. I liked to swim. I liked the wet, so I didn’t think much of the moisture under my nails as I tugged on my shift. My toes squished in mud all the way up to the pens, so how was I to know that a thin, tender web of my own skin had sewed them together?There was already a bucket full of milk by the cow’s pen, and an empty milking stool by the cow. I jumped over the fence and untied the cow’s legs, then u...

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“Violets and Lilacs” by Adam Wright

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Feran had not expected the smell. His fingers gripped the arrow loosely. He took a moment to look down at the fletching. It was perfectly symmetrical, the white feathers stiff and even like the soldiers ahead of him. He had heard stories of grand battles and heroic deeds. His father, Dillan, stood three feet away from him. His father, who had slayed great creatures, battled men, taken on the greatest of odds. He looked to his father, wanting to ask about the scent of flowers. Violets and lilacs, the scents calmi...

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“The Three-hundredth ” by A.J Blink

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Boxes...!Freaking ugly brown shades, blurring your vision and reeking of all the pangs of memories.I hate them. Every single one of them.But they never seem to get tired of hanging around and I never know where to trash them.I hate them too much to let them go. I love them enough to hate them.Argh! They're screwing my brain already. Swaddling me with all the layers of crazy..There's that one in particular. It just sits there, gaping like it has all my attention. And it does, for my gaze would always find it out with every waking breathe. Th...

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“The Princess Dragon” by Aimee P

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Once upon a time, there lived a young princess named Evelina. She was beloved by those in her kingdom, and was seen as kind and thoughtful by those she encountered. She was around the age of fifteen when, quite unexpectedly, she was transformed into a dragon! It all happened on a normal day for Princess Evelina. That morning she ate scrambled eggs with salt and pepper, buttered toast sprinkled with cinnamon and sugar, and special mango juice freshly squeezed from her mother’s garden. Over breakfast, she was deciding with her nanny, Bridgit, ...

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“No Strings, Just Death” by Chelsy Maughan

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The car pulled to a stop, silence fell in the treetops surrounding it. Birds held their breaths quietly, watching, as a man exited the vehicle and opened the back. With blue collar hands, he took out a large spade shovel and a small sapling. He hummed quietly, inconspicuously. A twitter from distant fowl churned the trees above from his perturbation. His mouth filled with the sweet taste of maple syrup, a remnant of the woman he spent the evening with. The woman's wide eyes and hollowed voice entered his mind. He smiled quietly, it was...

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“HOW IT HAPPENED! THE MIRACLE!” by P. Jean

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I really don’t remember much from the time before, but there must have been a time before, unless I only came into existence a few weeks ago. It seems like I just have a vague feeling or memory of existing, a mere presence and then the next memories are feelings of being very very hungry. I felt much more than just hungry, I felt more like voracious. I felt green leafy food would sustain me if I could find it.I just immediately knew that food was vital, I must find it, yes I felt compell...

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“Transformations” by John Steckley

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Transformations The sky is white in late winter/early sprig mist. It is like the heavens have no height, but exist just as a hovering presence, like smoke from fireplaces in a deep, cold northern valley in the winter. I am out in the backyard knocking the snow off of the drooping branches of a spruce tree I am particularly fond of. I like to see the branches standing high and proud, not weighed down with snow, like it has suffered some loss. &nbs...

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“What Is This” by Writers Block

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It was a crisp fall day down at the inner harbor. A tinge of warm air brushed by as well as a wrapper from one of the street vendors. People propped themselves upon the steps leading to the water. The autumn sun filtered through the clouds. The water remained mostly calm with a few ripples from the breeze and far off boats. Other took advantage of such a spectacular fall day to exercise their boats before winter came aboard.Around the block, kids played street hockey and jumped rope. Their guardians stooped them...

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“Special” by Shreya Dhital

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A few people gazed curiously at the funky-looking girl with bright yellow hair. Unknowing of others, she was laughing with carefree exuberance as she got off the roller coaster.“Mom, that was so much fun!” Anna exclaimed, wanting to get on it again. “Yeah? You sure didn’t think that in the middle of the ride, your hair was completely black with fear.” Benjamin, her brother, said. “You’re one to talk, Mr. Squealy Pants.” She retorted childishly, but there was a hint of underlying apprehension in her tone. Had her hair turned bl...

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“Taking Issue with George” by Deborah Mercer

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Sometimes a writer can let you down and I’ve never seen George Eliot the same way since I was given a present of some letter-cards (no complaints about that, I’m still old-fashioned enough to like nice stationery!) with one of those meaningful pictures that could be either sunrise or sunset but doesn’t overdo it, and the quote, purporting to come from her, that “it is never too late to be what you might have been”. A couple of points: I might as well be honest, I by no means like everything she wrote a...

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“The Key Within Me” by Caitlyn Ash

Submitted to Contest #43

I hate being shy. I hate when people treat you differently because they realize you're shy. I wish I could pick up the courage to change myself. Better yet, someone could hand me a slab of courage and bam, I’d be courageous enough to change myself for the better. My mother always says, “Oh, Charlotte, you look so pretty,“ and “Oh, Charlotte, I bet everyone wants to talk to you at school.” My father always says, “Darling, you need to get over your fears,” and “Darling, learn to speak louder.” But my parents don't realize.&nb...

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“Ten Years Younger Me” by Chhaya Fulsunge

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As we say, “Everything has to happen for the first time”. The experience of first timers stays in our memory forever. It was 8.00 a.m. as she rushed out from her house. She knew she was late, late for the first day of her job. It was the start of her new life and the end of the golden days of her college life. She was about to enter in the corporate world ‘The Unknown world”. That day she was doing many things for the first time, going for her first job, travelling to different city for the first time, travelling in local train for the first...

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“The High Cost Of Livin'” by Kaylee COOK

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ORDER TO REPORT FOR INDUCTION(Day sent)JAN 1 ,1942To,Paul Matthew HaydenOrder No. 14305GREETING:Having submitted yourself to a local board composed of your neighbors for the purpose of determining your availability for training and service in the land or naval forces of the United States, you are hereby notified that you have now been selected for training and service in the Marine Corps.You will, Therefore, report to the local board named at Lower Bridge Station at 8:30 A. m on the 18th day of May ,1942This local board will furnish tran...

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“The Yard Sale Purchase” by David Dicaire

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The Yard Sale Purchase Lizzie Anderson was twelve years old with a crop of golden hair and a smile you could hang on forever. She had vivid blue eyes and was of average height and weight. At the moment, she felt like she was six inches tall. “But, mother, I really do love Aunt Beatrice. I just don’t want to gallivant the countryside running from one stupid yard sale after another. It’s not how I want to spend my Saturday. I had plans.” Lizzie’s mother smiled at her. “Your father has an important golf tournament and I...

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“Three Hairs from a Bear's Tail” by Julia Gibson

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Once upon a time, in a little mountain village, there lived a young woman named Anya. Anya married a widower who had two children, a boy and a girl. She and the girl loved each other right away, but the boy was different. A homely and sullen child, he was suspicious of her. When she cooked dinner, he thanked her, but didn’t speak another word. When she tucked him in at night, he turned his face to the wall and ignored her as if to close her out. She wanted to get along with him, but as the days passed, things became even harder. When he did ...

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Write a story about transformation.

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✍️ 172 stories

“Salamander” by Sam W

“Violets and Lilacs” by Adam Wright

“The Three-hundredth ” by A.J Blink

“The Princess Dragon” by Aimee P

“No Strings, Just Death” by Chelsy Maughan

“HOW IT HAPPENED! THE MIRACLE!” by P. Jean

“Transformations” by John Steckley

“What Is This” by Writers Block

“Special” by Shreya Dhital

“Taking Issue with George” by Deborah Mercer

“The Key Within Me” by Caitlyn Ash

“Ten Years Younger Me” by Chhaya Fulsunge

“The High Cost Of Livin'” by Kaylee COOK

“The Yard Sale Purchase” by David Dicaire

“Three Hairs from a Bear's Tail” by Julia Gibson

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story about the relationship between a parent and a child that spans several years.

Write a story about someone who discovers a mysterious object in their home.

Write a story about an average day turned upside down by an unexpected visitor.

Write a story about an unlikely friendship.

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