Write about a person trying to see something from another’s point of view.

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“The Siren's Song ” by Nam P

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When Krathis woke, she floated a moment in pleasurable anticipation of the day. Though she was the dominant siren in these waters, today there were no duties for her to satisfy. She might spend the whole day at home, if she so pleased, and that was exactly what she intended to do. Krathis denned in a modest coastal cave system that was often submerged in its entirety at high tide. When the sea was low, the coral reef that covered the cave entrance was revealed; sometimes our siren lay there, her dorsum soaking up sunshine until her deep bl...

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“The World as a Stage” by Tinamarie Cox

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"Teo! Teo! Answer a few questions before you go on stage tonight?" a young vlogger shoved her phone in Teodoro’s face. A swarm of paparazzi and fans attacked as we walked from the car to the backstage entrance of the night’s venue. Some were snapping photos in a frenzy of flashes, others were fussing with voice recorders, and the rest steadied the aim of their phones. The group herded around Teo, eliminating his personal space. Teo didn’t seem to care how intruding or obnoxious our enthusiasts had become; he looked intoxica...

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“In your eyes” by Suraya Ngobeni

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In your eyes Yadidya was up for the fourth night in a row, tormented by a reacquiring dream... In the midst of a dark room crowded by soon to be young men, their eyes wide open, resembling open windows of a house on a hot summer's day eagerly allowing satisfaction, embracing the cool breezy in the air feeling, the warm sensation from the sun gently massaging the skin, absorbing the warm illuminating comfort, as though nested in the presence of unconditional love from the universe. Those peeled eyes resembled nothing of comfort, but a shr...

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“An Old Friend Calls” by Zachary Barraiult

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What am I doing here? I’ve been free of him for months. I should leave. Quickly before he shows up I’ll sneak out the back. Fuck! Too late. Here comes Curtis, the Waiter, Jerry in tow. Curtis pulls out the chair across from me for Jerry. I can still taste him on my lips, still, feel the warmth as he slid down my throat. I shouldn’t have come here. What the fuck was I thinking? Goddam his smell is intoxicating. “Can I get you anything else?” Curtis asks. “Maybe… Maybe a coke…” I stammer. My eyes have not left Jerry’s unnaturally a...

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“The Luxury of Ignorance!” by Nabiha C

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Sometimes, it's difficult to communicate with your child. First of all, there's the issue with puberty and suddenly they believe that it isn't deemed 'useful' to confide to you about their problems anymore or perhaps it's stubbornness as if venting to your parents is when you've truly sunk to the bottom. But, there's also the sense of awkwardness and embarrassment. Growing up in a household where mental health and disabilities were not acknowledged. anyone who had fitted one of them was either ostracised and ridiculed by society. My brothe...

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“The Way Her Yellow Runs” by Z.H Floren

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Ms Florence won’t stop talking. She speaks and speaks and speaks but the words just pass right through me as if I was never there, I’d say something like a ghost but Papa says ghosts are long and dangle-y and I’m pretty sure I’m nothing of the sort. Looking down at my clothes, which I picked out on my own this morning, surprising Papa since by the time i rub the kinks and stones from my bones and rub my eyes awake, he too rises and there are clothes ready for me by the door. I run my fingers down the length of the pleated skirt, weaving it ...

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“The eighth body” by Tonatiuh Duran Meza

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Copper saw the eighth victim of a murder spree he had began taking great interest in. While the media covered each death as just another in a long list of gang related casualties, part of him doubted that was really the case. The reporter was quite familiarized with the violent history of the city and, by extension, the very distinctive signatures and modus operandi of said gangs, long before covering them in the next day tabloids. It was a sad truth about the state of things, but it was because of that familiarity with violence and crime th...

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“Stronger Ties” by Mathic M

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I was a bad person, not bad in the sense that I was a criminal. I was bad in the sense that I treated people like shit. I loved it. I had a friend whose name was frank, but on the street they called him cockeye. He hated that name, because his eyes were cockeyed. I guess I would hate a name like that also if I was him. He and I went back a long time. I've known him since elementary school. Even though his eyes almost popped out of his head no one messed with him. He was a tough kid. I was not like him, maybe I resented him for having everyth...

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“Understanding Happiness Through Grief” by Aidan Goble

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Jennie had always been inexplicably intrigued by Stephanie's natural ability to be bright and bubbly all of the time. Stephanie, without a doubt, was always the centre of attention without any effort whatsoever. No matter where she went, people flocked to her like sheep following a shepherd. Jennie however, had always been alone. This was, of course, by choice. After having been sent into foster care when her parents had passed in a car accident, and being thrown from terrible home to terrible home, Jennie had silently vowed to stay secluded...

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“Among The Grasslands. ” by Takar Shawe

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The cup was warm in his hands. It was a nice compliment to the blanket that now draped around his shoulders. They had hiked what seemed like all day. The wind cut through the mountains like a knife, so cold and crisp that it stung his cheeks. He had tried to cover his face but it was no use. His feet were not used to the terrain or the weather either. The socks he packed only helped for the first few hours before the frigid air found its way into his boots and now as he sat cross legged on the floor they ached so bad it was as though...

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“Untamed in nature ” by Holly Sinclair

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1. Succumb to the hot air that felt as thick and sticky as syrup. Suffocating in its humidity and breathlessness. Gasping for air, panting like an animal. What differentiates me from those that live in the wild. My ability to integrate into society. My social skills and mannerisms? I prey on others for my own self-indulgence and approval just like a wild animal hunts its prey and is ranked in the food chain. Scoping out the area I feel inclined to pounce just as a lion does. On all fours I do just that, into the forest, into the trees and un...

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“Canary In A Coal Mine” by Shoba Sadler

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Frantically pushing the keys on my laptop I attempted to locate the file for my business proposal which had disappeared. I had been entrusted to put it together after only a year and a half with this company. I stood up at my desk and casually looked about the office. Cubicles on either side of me were empty and no one within earshot. I reached for my mobile phone. "Michael," I hissed into the phone. "They've sabotaged me - again. Just twenty minutes in the restroom and someone has tampered with my laptop. My meeting starts in two hours....

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“Confrontation with doubt - looking for God” by AW Schade

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Time’s a wasting, Jacob said to himself as he took the compass from his backpack to confirm his direction. He was pleased that he would eventually travel on the Road of Islam. The Road of Islam presented a significant challenge to Jacob. It was as large as Christianity’s, but he was not as familiar with the Islamic faith. What little he knew concerned him. As experienced by millions of others, Islamic Fundamentalism had been thrust upon him on September 11, 2001, when three thousand people were killed in New York City by a group of Islam...

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“A terrible betrayal ” by Asia Perrine

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The cage was cold. Cement cool under my feet. Reese had curled in on herself, her long strawberry blonde hair veiled over her shoulders and face as he curled around her knees, sitting on the floor. She had been placed inside an animal cage, like those old ones circus's use to use way back when they mistreated animals way more regularly. Only, She was the spectacle this time around. Men with large guns and foul odor walked around and talked in a foreign tongue she didnt understand. She watched her friend as he talked to the ...

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“Progress ” by Solveig Bjermeland

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ProgressIt is Sunday afternoon. Lin is sitting in her garden relaxing. She is alone. There is a slight breeze which cools down the otherwise hot summer day. She sits in a rocking chair which she has dragged into the grass. She has a great view of her town. Her house sits on top of a rather large hill. There are quite a few houses in this town but none near Lin’s. She likes to keep her space from people. She doesn’t have much of a choice. She hasn’t left her property in almost two years now. Since the pandemic began she has kept inside. At fi...

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Write about a person trying to see something from another’s point of view.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 92 stories

“The Siren's Song ” by Nam P

“The World as a Stage” by Tinamarie Cox

“In your eyes” by Suraya Ngobeni

“An Old Friend Calls” by Zachary Barraiult

“The Luxury of Ignorance!” by Nabiha C

“The Way Her Yellow Runs” by Z.H Floren

“The eighth body” by Tonatiuh Duran Meza

“Stronger Ties” by Mathic M

“Understanding Happiness Through Grief” by Aidan Goble

“Among The Grasslands. ” by Takar Shawe

“Untamed in nature ” by Holly Sinclair

“Canary In A Coal Mine” by Shoba Sadler

“Confrontation with doubt - looking for God” by AW Schade

“A terrible betrayal ” by Asia Perrine

“Progress ” by Solveig Bjermeland

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Write a story from the point of view of three different characters.

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Write a story that switches between first person and third person point of view.

Write about a character who can suddenly see through another person's eyes — literally.

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