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“The Crap That Will Never Happen” by K. M. Carpenter

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The Crap That Will Never Happen #1: Any of these delusional fantasies will ever come true. The Crap That Will Never Happen #2: You will find out about any of these delusional fantasies.The Crap That Will Never Happen #3: You don't know me. We pass, walking on the sidewalk of a busy street. You see my shirt. You say, "Cool shirt. I like Fall Out Boy, too." That's it. That's all. The Crap That Will Never Happen #6: I finally get up the courage to talk to you. I ask for your number. The Crap That Will Never Happen #7: You give it...

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“Dear You” by Natalie Frank

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Dear you,No, dear lover,Is that too forward?I just get so tired of being scared all of the time. Scared of my looks, scared of my thoughts, scared of you. The possibility of you.Dear you,Hello. I am in love with you. I am not hopelessly in love with you, I don’t experience those cinematic butterflies when I sit with you on the floor of my bedroom. Does that mean I don’t love you?No. It means something much simpler, yes, because you are my best friend. You live 908.3 miles away, but it feels like three million. I forget to call. I’m sorry. I’...

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“I'm Sorry” by Jessie Winterspring

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I’m fated to embarrassed myself in front of my crushes. The most horrible was in fifth grade. I was eleven and a transfer student in Negros Occidental, Philippines. At this stage everyone has already established friendship with everyone, and it was awkward being the transferee. I become subject for bullying, but I’m no damsel in distress. Oh, I fight back like a tiger. I was a tomboy, but that didn’t stop me from crushing at the most popular boy in class. Ian. I developed a crush on him too because he defended me from the Gera...

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“What I Could Never Say” by Sage Henry

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Pain has always provided me with a moment of clarity. Depending on the cause, the clarity could last only moments or a few days. When my head was muddled beyond comprehension, I turned to pain to clear the waters. As far as coping habits go, it’s a pretty awful one, but years later I still haven’t kicked the habit. Though it has evolved over the past six years, the purpose and damage hasn’t changed very much. When I was fourteen, I was introduced to the concept of cutting, a practice where you took a sharp object and dragged it across your s...

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“Opening the Snick” by Deborah Mercer

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Look, I don’t want anyone to run away with the misconception that I’m a brave person. I have an impressive list of fears and phobias, including spiders, lifts, doctors, mushrooms (let me qualify that, I could be perfectly calm in a room with nothing but fungi for company as long as nobody expected me to eat it), the theme tune to The Archers (so far as I know it has no particular traumatic associations) and bubble wrap. Or at any rate when people start popping it. Anyway, you get the message. But when I tell people (and ...

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“Love, Skin Deep” by Bree Kokiri

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I watched as Rosie curled her near-perfect auburn hair, smoothing each piece as she went. Every Friday night, since we’d gotten together three and a half years ago, I’d sit in her bathroom and chat with her while she got ready for date night. I never admitted it, but I loved watching her get ready. Watching her confidence climb with every stroke of mascara and spritz of hairspray. I’d tell her she didn’t need it, but it was a moot point. The sunny disposition she got from getting dolled up wasn’t worth deflating with stereotypical ideology. ...

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“Our Son” by James Offenha

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We call him our son, but he’s not. Not really. He’s Falfa. Just Falfa and Falfa’s a good dog. We taught him to beg, play dead, roll over, stay, heel. The usual stuff people teach their dogs. But, I don’t tell Susan the truth, even though she knows it. Even though in her heart of hearts she already knows it. She knows it. I know it. It’s one of those things like your wife’s weight, which you know, but you don’t speak about. You know. One of those things. So, we get up, I wa...

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“Passerby” by Arthur Tiberio

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It was a lonely sort of town, the sort where old men sit on their porches at night and say they have been forgotten by Time. Down the main street, a single drugstore, large and dilapidated and groaning under the weight of great mounds of dust, stood as sole champion of our livelihood. On its left was a barbershop, closed all the way back in the days of the Depression, with a little spinning cylinder of blues and reds that creaked on windy days. On the right, Smith's Produce and Meats, faded now to read "Mith odu n M t," a slumbering leviatha...

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“Lesson Learned” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

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Student teaching is like Hell Week only it lasts an entire semester so my trial began in January, a month in Anchorage that never got above zero degrees for even a whole minute. I was assigned to Bartlett High School located just outside the gate at Elmendorf Air Force Base where the student demographics were as diverse as anywhere else in the country as the sons and daughters were sent here while their parents served their country. I finally managed to find Ms. Wertz's classroom tucked in one of the many alcoves in this ex...

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“A Secret Fear” by Catherine Tripp

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My late brother Chris and I were having a conversation one of those many times at the end of the day when he needed a toke. I would light up the joint, hold it to his lips, then pull it away after he inhaled. He would hold onto the smoke for a minute, exhale, then take a second, then a third. I’d puff on it sometimes, but home was twenty to forty minutes away by car. He lived up in the Oakland Hills, and I had to get back to San Francisco. Nowadays, you can count on an hour or more in travel time anytime you have to ...

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“My First Love” by Lynette Lavigne

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A secret. Something we all have; often, something we have more than one of. Some we are able to talk to a select few about, some we are only able to reveal after time, and some we take to the grave. Some we don’t acknowledge because we hope that it’ll disappear, and some that never seem to die to us. The worst secret is the secret you keep from someone you’re in love with, the one secret that breaks your heart in the dark while you text them that you’re fine. The secret that eats away at you slowly until you break under the strain, and...

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“A Letter To My Love” by Unknown User

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I wish everything had turned out differently. From the first time I saw you, you drew me in like a young child to the bounty that lies under the tree on Christmas morning. There was so much to uncover. I took all my time peeling and ripping each layer off of the present, in the hopes that I would find that which I so desperately wanted on the inside. Little did I know, the only thing inside of you was a cold, dead heart. I was mesmerized by you. You seemed so untouchable, undefeatable, undeniably strong. I hoped that by hanging around you, I...

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“Dear Elizabeth” by Piper Covert

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Maybe it was the way that you always smiled at me when we passed in the hallway. Maybe it was the way we became best friends almost immediately. Maybe it was the way you’d brush your hand innocently against mine when we sat next to each other during class. Maybe it was the way that you were always on my mind. Maybe it was the way I fell for you and I shouldn’t have. I remember one day when I was being corny and asked you if you ate the sunshine for breakfast because you’re such an angel and then I proceeded to serenade you terrib...

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“The Feelings She Never Confessed ” by Amelia F

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There he is, standing in front of her. He is holding a big bouquet of flowers to give to her. “What could this mean? Does he love me?” she is thinking to herself. Their relationship has really been going anywhere, so this is a big step for him and her. “The flowers are so pretty, Thank You,” she says to him and gives him a hug. They then both walked to the back where they were having the cast party. She went to hang out with her friends and he helped with the striking of the set. She smiles bigger then she has s...

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“Family Ties” by Robyn Welborne

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I’m always getting myself into awkward situations—I can’t help it, it’s just my personality—and yet, somehow making it out in one piece. The tale I’m about to reveal deals with a not-so-complicated lover’s triangle between me and an unknowingly pair of brothers. No, I did not date them both at once, but the timeline sure came close. Here’s the story of how I dated my boyfriend’s brother. So, it began back in high school with me meeting a guy through social media. That’s how most people do it nowadays, right? He...

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Write about a secret that you’ve never told to the person you love.

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✍️ 41 stories

“The Crap That Will Never Happen” by K. M. Carpenter

“Dear You” by Natalie Frank

“I'm Sorry” by Jessie Winterspring

“What I Could Never Say” by Sage Henry

“Opening the Snick” by Deborah Mercer

“Love, Skin Deep” by Bree Kokiri

“Our Son” by James Offenha

“Passerby” by Arthur Tiberio

“Lesson Learned” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

“A Secret Fear” by Catherine Tripp

“My First Love” by Lynette Lavigne

“A Letter To My Love” by Unknown User

“Dear Elizabeth” by Piper Covert

“The Feelings She Never Confessed ” by Amelia F

“Family Ties” by Robyn Welborne

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