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Write about a time when a broken heart led to something you’d never have expected.

Posted in Nonfiction on Jul 7, 2021

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✍️ 58 stories

Questioning what it means to fly

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #28

There are always the consequences for those who fly out of their cages.If there was one thing that birds have, its wings. Duh. Wings that come in all shapes, colors, textures: all differences but all have the common reason of…. Flying. UGH. There I go again, being super cheesy using dope pickup lines-that seem effective- like those you see in depressing young adult-teens- novels. Welp. At least I DID its purpose: to give you the fucking feels. The feels that wrap around you like a homemade quilted blanket. And-still- give you the i...

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Hitchhiker of the Heart

John K Adams

Submitted to Contest #28

I knew her immediately. “Pam?” She looked great. “Hi, John. What’s it been, twelve… fifteen years?” I had been hitchhiking. Pam could have driven by and I never would have known. But instead, she pulled over to give me a ride.In middle school, infatuation was my M.O. My love for Pam became desperate. We could have been the next Romeo and Juliet – good luck with that scenario. A grade behind me in middle school, I saw Pam as my ‘raven-haired beauty’. But I didn’t know that phrase then. Unself-conscious, unaffected and real, her musical laugh ...

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My Boring Love Story

Carlie Beth

Submitted to Contest #28

“Will you please read it?” I begged over Mikie’s shoulder, he was watching his favorite Youtube videos. He didn’t say anything so I asked again. “Mikie! Will you please read this?” “Read what?” he finally said. “My short essay! For the writing contest! Come on, please! I could win an IPad!” He signed loudly and spun around in his chair to face me. I handed him my essay and he grudgingly took it out of my hands. I watched his eyes fly back and forth across my paper. After only a few seconds he threw the paper back to me then spun ...

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Two Wrongs Somehow Made A Right

Submitted to Contest #28

Broken hearts lead to some of the most impulsive decisions known to mankind. I should know, I experienced several. I wish this had a fairytale ending, but that rarely ever happens in a normal life. I loved, then I lost, then I found a quick fix. Who knew that it would lead to some catastrophic consequences? Everybody wants their cake and eat it, too. I tried. It was sweet at first but had a severely bitter aftertaste. At what point do you come to the decision of sacrificing your best friend for the love of your life? I never chose a side. Th...

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Broken isn't forever

Cyan Villanueva

Submitted to Contest #28

There are some things which can be hard to live with. Things like loss or, regret. But especially heart break. We often take the best of ourselves, place them in unsteady hands, and just hope they don't drop us...There was a boy once, who I loved very much. We met in high school and it was like seeing color for the first time. Or, more so, it was like being wrapped in warmth after being out in the cold for too long. Really - I know that may be a bit cliche... So I'll let you know early on, it wasn't like the books. There was no shortness of ...

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Blessed Brokenness

Submitted to Contest #28

I have only ever had one broken heart. I was eighteen. The age where adolescents everywhere are straddling the line between the hormonal teenage years and the equally hormonal young adult years. I had made it through my teen years relatively unscathed. I’d had a handful of crushes—all of which didn’t even know I existed—and gathered a handful of friends around me. I don’t have those crushes anymore. I have very few of those friends. He was one of my best friends. Even now, as I go through old m...

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What becomes of the broken-hearted

Submitted to Contest #28

Fate has a funny way of leading you down a myriad of paths to get you to where you need to be. Sometimes this means taking the hard road, until you finally figure out that you have the choice to change things. "You" have always been in charge of how your story unfolds. There is so much truth in the words “everything happens for a reason".I met you through a guy I used to have a crush on from high school. The year being 1986. I was such a shy and awkward 16 year old at the time. My self-esteem was at an all-time low and through negative condi...

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Going Through a Loss Unexpectedly Caused Me to Lose a Part of Myself

Noel Thomas

Submitted to Contest #28

Are you the type of person that is fight or flight? Well, I flee. I know that running away is not always the best option, but that is my first instinct. If there is a large bug in the office I run far away until a co-worker assures me the situation has been taken care of. I usually flee unless someone needs help and then I am usually right there because compassion outweighs my fear.The year of 2017 was a time I wanted to flee. I wanted to help, but I didn’t know how. Part of me didn’t care while the other part cared too much. All I wanted to...

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Disco Bus Discovery

Submitted to Contest #28

Disco fever was in full swing in the spring of 1979 at SUNY Cortland when I was an 18 year old freshman. Once a month, the Student Activities Board, of which I was a member, hosted a Disco Bus. The chartered bus would take a group of students to a disco in another city, sometimes to Binghamton, Ithaca, or Syracuse.On this occasion, the bus would be going to one of the hottest clubs in Syracuse, the Orpheus. Lauren, my then girlfriend, and I had made a date. It was going to be awesome. I’m sure we weren’t the only ones looking forward to a cl...

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You First

Kevin Schenk

Submitted to Contest #28

A broken heart hurts. I still remember the weekend when my heart shattered. I had been, I presumed, romantically pursuing a colleague from my workplace at the time. She was leaving the company so I figured it would be even better to pursue the romance. I write pursue, for it was not an equal dance of two partners, it was a chase. Every step I took towards her, I could sense that she took two back, looking back. At the time of course I was head over heels and ignored any signs, all the signs.That weekend the signs were clear as day, though I ...

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First love

Unknown User

Submitted to Contest #28

My town has a burning ceremony once a year on New Year’s Eve. It‘s my towns way to release the past and let go off any negativity or pain and rejoice in the coming of the new year which is sure to bring new beginnings. Each year the community place objects into one of three boats, we leave the boats by the river for a week and as the week passes the boats fill. I’ve never needed to put anything into the boats before but as I stand here I know what I have todo. I pull out a pen and paper from my purse and begin to write a letter, a letter to ...

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WHERE THERE'S AN ENDING, THERE'S A NEW BEGINNING

Annie Ruhangakiza

Submitted to Contest #28

09.02.2019'Delete his number, texts , unfollow him on all social media. Find happier people like us. Watch a movie, go out and breathe, get silly. Just try to forget about him okay." said Tinah my best friend." you know you are better off without him. Know your worth and I know you deserve better than him" chimed in Diana my other best friend.What on earth would I do without them. I felt slightly better amidst my puffy cheeks and red eyes. I'd cried all night cause I simply couldn't imagine it was over. The long talks, walks the sticky notes...

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Unheard Story

NSHIMIYIMANA Evode

Submitted to Contest #28

Friday morning, Muhire went to their local defense station. He was called that his identity cards were found and are submitted at Mubuga local defense station. The day was sunny and everyone was quite busy with work. He entered the office where he found a brown woman in the office. She was looking in red mirror smearing the solid lotion on her lips. She was in a scholastic black suit and white shirt inner. She appeared ill at ease in her suits. Her hair was combed as if she was going to the wedding ceremony, and she had a negligence face. He...

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It Was A Really Nice Vintage Jumper

Jemima Forrester

Submitted to Contest #28

I was leaving my boyfriend’s house when I felt his hand snake around my arm. I smiled, thinking that he was about to show me an unexpected moment of affection. We’d been together for almost three years at this point, on and off, and since we’d had a blow-out argument at my twenty-first birthday party, a couple of weeks prior, things had been better. It was feeling like a slow recovery, building the foundations for us to settle into adult, post-university stability. His house looked out onto a suburban park, a neat rectangle of grass lined wi...

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The Greatest Heartbreak

Chad Cawson

Submitted to Contest #28

Heartbreak; humans are the only creatures to feel it, or at least aware that they are feeling it.That shattering feeling of despair, depression, often accompanied with loneliness, isolation and hopelessness, are the threads woven into the fabric of the human condition.I’m no stranger to women breaking my heart; in fact, I’m rather intimate with it. My mother, many girls, and women I loved, spoiled, and gave my all to. But it was my little sister and best friend Jeni that shattered it beyond repair. It was on the day she passed away fro...

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