Write a story where a particular piece of clothing appears three times.

Posted in Nonfiction on Oct 26, 2022

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“The Christmas Hat” by Marcus Newton-Howes

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It really looks like it’s gonna be one of those weeks. Okay, it’s true. I’d soiled myself. But gimme a break. First off, I’m four years old. Second, Father thought it would be a good idea to give me a sandwich on the train, and it was only thirty minutes since lunch. Easy mate. I don’t need to eat every other minute. I’m not 6 months anymore. Third, I was already in a fragile mood after that gust of wind almost toppled me as we stepped down onto the pavement from the steps leading down from the st...

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“The Cloak” by Kenneth Allan

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The cloak My father had loved the cloak. His grandfather had passed it to him and my father passed it to me and now I no longer have it. The cloak was a beautiful garment of velvet lined with wool, which made it warm, with a hood which could cover the entire face. It could wrap around your body with ease. It was given to my grandfather by a young woman whom he rescued from some wolves. They had injured her, severely biting her arms and thighs. My grandfather fought off the wolves and tended to her injuries. She lived in the fores...

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“The Uniform” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

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In life we shared a name, he was senior and I was junior, but the commonality ended there. As a born storyteller, he would freely incorporate fiction, so you were never quite sure where the truth began and the story was sprinkled in. There were also some things he guarded with his silence. When he passed away at the age of forty-seven, he took many of those guarded secrets with him. One of his biggest mysteries was his uniform which I found in a metal closet in the basement after he passed away. From the documents I sorted, I f...

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“You Know How I Recognized You?” by John Steckley

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You Know How I Recognized You? I am a police officer who specializes in doing undercover work. In all modesty, I got the gig because I am good at being hard to recognize, being anonymous, non-distinctive. The clothes I wear in the drug-dealing, prostitution, mugging area of this fair city is instrumental in my blending in with the environment, and being hard to remember, like a crack in the sidewalk that I walk on when playing my role. I wear faded jeans, with slight rips in them, not the big ones that are now reborn as fashion...

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“Coffee, Silk and Chocolate Pie” by Kennedy Cole

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“What do you think?""Hmm?" He looks up from his book and to his love. She tips her head towards the large, fixed window of the café that they are seated outside of, pressed close together on the short bench.He sees their reflection, her head resting on his chest, his arm across her shoulders. The steam billows from the tops of their coffee mugs sitting on the glass-top, patio table in front of them. Her half-eaten cinnamon roll remains abandoned on the edge of the table and his slice of chocolate pie awaits his inevitable consumption of the ...

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“Reapers!!” by John Wilson

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I stepped over the mossy log and continued down the hill. The forest was cool, unlike the city, dirty, and full of the smell of dead corpses. The smell of the woods was different, it was fresh, clear, not musty. I spent most of my time in the woods now, staying away from the city as much as possible. The site of the corpses scattered across the city filled me with, anger. None of those people had done anything to deserve this, to be gunned down by the army, then left to rot. They didn’t deserve the Seed either, or the Cycle. But out in...

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“One Hot Night” by Mark Linsky

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One Hot Night Carolyn Wellsley Bochar was the wealthiest woman residing on the Cap d’ Azure. She was able to lay claim to the title thanks to the genius and wealth of her late husband Norman who knew a great deal about fine wine, valuable re...

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“The Dress Would Be Mine” by Jeanne DeFauw

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The dress would be mine one day. I would float down the aisle on my father’s arm wearing a champagne-colored, hand-stitched, beaded v-neck sheath dress handed down by my Grandmother June. She wore it for her wedding in 1942 before my grandfather went to the war in Europe. She came from a wealthy family and had a large society wedding. Grandpa Ed Senior returned from the war, they had my Dad and lived a contented life until he died many years later. For 70 years, the dress laid in a box, preserved for me, her eldest grandfather, to we...

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“The Dress” by Amber Versailles

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Lulu loved watching her mother sew. It was a delicate art, weaving needle and thread to join two parts of cloth together and creating intricate embroideries. Lulu herself tried to imitate what she saw – under her mother’s guidance – only twice before she’d had enough of pricking herself with the fine needle. Instead, she was perfectly content sitting on the arm of the old sofa, peering over her mother’s shoulder as she worked in the rocking chair. She would draw the focused look her mother’s face had as she worked, and her nimble hands. She ...

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“I'm Not Wearing That!” by Ann Martin

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I’m Not Wearing That! Ann Martin There were a couple of things about Francesca Fudgewick that everybody needed to know. One: she never answered to anything but Frankie. Two: she was very fussy about what she wore. For somebody only eleven years old, Frankie had an amazing sense of style. Everything she wore was not so much pre-loved as completely had-it. Charity shop throw-outs, ragbag rejects, total tat, or not interested. Frankie’s jeans were gone at the knees and threadbare in the behind. Cat hairs, dog slobbe...

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“Curse of more” by Scott Skinner

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One.I’m glad you asked. It was Ashton Kutcher in the movie Spread. They were black combat boots, loosely laced. He wore them with cuffed jeans, a striped shirt, thin black suspenders, and a green flight jacket. The washed denim jeans had the perfect amount of colorful paint drops to blur the line between an actual artist’s clothes and high fashion clothing. There was a glossy black Mercedes G Wagon. He stepped out of it, and my life changed. I studied him. I believed that dressing like Ashton Kutcher in this movie would solve my problems. I ...

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“The Christening Gown” by Sally Ginnever

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Warning: this story contains implied reference to sexual abuse. The Christening gown. 1889 Marguerite stared at the box. Should she open it? Doing so would only lead to more heartache. Yet she knew she had to do so. She pulled at the ribbons which had been so lovingly tied in a bow by her mother the last time it was closed. She eased the lid off with trembling fingers. There it was. Not as white as it had been when her grandfather had worn it, not as soft as it had been when her father had been clothed in it, but just as beautiful as ...

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“Peter Leaning Forward” by Richard Leslie Brock

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Peter Leaning Forward Part I Peter Petrovich leans forward, arms straight out from elbows pulled tightly into his ribs, forearms leading to small wrists, and blood red hands that grip pink rubber grips, while his pasty white legs pump, and his head bobs with every rise and fall of his knees over the pedals. The chain groans along its inexorable path over the teeth of the sprocket and gears as Peter cranks himself and his bicycle up the Mesabi Trail like a breakaway racer on the Tour de France. He wears an electric blue racing shirt adver...

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“Caught Pink-Handed” by Melanie H

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As Vicky towel-dried her hair in the swimming pool changing room, she stole a few surreptitious glances at her neighbour Sally. Suddenly, she felt horribly self-conscious in her high-waisted white pants and shapeless triangle bra, which didn’t even match; when had she stopped caring? Vicky was wearing underwear, but Sally – Sally was wearing lingerie. The hot-pink, fine-mesh thong lay snug against Sally’s tanned skin, the stringy part at the back disappearing between her pert, peachy buttocks. As Vicky rummaged in her locker for her clothes,...

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“Flying Feet” by Ellison Edmond Everett

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I was flying that day.The kindergarten teacher had taken us outside to the meadow behind the school. It was flush with bright green, young, freshly cut grass. The sky was a perfect, calming blue with round cottony clouds sitting above us — still and regal. Sunlight bathed the field, and birds of all types sang their melismata. There were peals of laughter coming from us five-year-olds, as everything in our worlds made us either extremely happy or extremely sad. Being outside on a beautiful day together was on the happy side. She h...

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Write a story where a particular piece of clothing appears three times.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 59 stories

“The Christmas Hat” by Marcus Newton-Howes

“The Cloak” by Kenneth Allan

“The Uniform” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

“You Know How I Recognized You?” by John Steckley

“Coffee, Silk and Chocolate Pie” by Kennedy Cole

“Reapers!!” by John Wilson

“One Hot Night” by Mark Linsky

“The Dress Would Be Mine” by Jeanne DeFauw

“The Dress” by Amber Versailles

“I'm Not Wearing That!” by Ann Martin

“Curse of more” by Scott Skinner

“The Christening Gown” by Sally Ginnever

“Peter Leaning Forward” by Richard Leslie Brock

“Caught Pink-Handed” by Melanie H

“Flying Feet” by Ellison Edmond Everett

🌟 Similar prompts

Write about a character who wakes up in someone else’s clothes — or utterly weird apparel they don’t recognize as their own.

Set your story at a global fashion event — or a carnival ball.

Think of an item of clothing from your childhood, and write a story inspired by that.

Write about a character who decides to give themselves, or someone else, a fashion makeover.

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