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Write about someone who’s been sent to boarding school.

Posted in Novel on Oct 26, 2022

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Born to Be

Submitted to Contest #64

January 1889 Green Valley School for Girls comes into view as the horse-drawn carriage pulls to the central courtyard. I can’t keep my eyes off the massive building. It’s breathtaking, with its numerous turrets and towering steeples. The walls are built of gleaming stones of varying sizes and shapes, none the same as another. From a distance, it is a uniform creamy white, but as the carriage draws nearer, I can see that it is a mosaic of humble rocks. Of them, not one would be given a second glance if they were loose by the roadside. But to...

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A strange place (part 1)

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I was reaching the school which seemed to be in the middle of the woods, yeah that isn't creepy at all. This feels like it would be something out of a horror movie actually, why do people in those always go? I looked up at the large dull building ahead of me, it was three stories so i guess that was interesting. I got out of my car and began to gather my things so i can go inside and look for my dorm. I took out my phone from my shirts pocket and then checked the time. 11:30. Great, it was almost midnight now, why did the school have to ...

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U.S. Army Issue Brown T-Shirt

Submitted to Contest #64

“You can’t keep me here.”“Please, Mr. Van de Kamp. Take your seat,” ordered the imperturbable headmaster, black eyes narrowing over his hawkish nose. The boy stood in his office. Out of uniform. Insolent. “You can’t keep me here—” the boy repeated.“I assure you, we can,” the headmaster flatly stated. “Your father—”“My father can eat shit and die.”“Mr. Van de Kamp, such language will not be tolerated here. You are well aware of our Code of Conduct.”“You are well aware of my Code of Condick,” said the boy, lewdly grabbing his crotch.“Mr. ...

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New "HOME "🏫

Submitted to Contest #64

Dear diary,I don't know what has gotten into mom and dad. They want to send me to a boarding school. What am I supposed to do I am so scared. I don't want to leave home and go to a new place. I want to stay, I've begged mom to let me stay with them a little longer but she said she couldn't let me, because my stepfather doesn't want me staying at his house. I don't know what I am going to do, God help me!!. My mom said that I need to start packing up my stuff and get ready for leaving in 2 days. From what I have heard from my friends, boardin...

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Changing the Past

Submitted to Contest #64

I could barely see through my tears as I stumbled aboard the train, holding my brother Mikey's cold hand in mine. I didn't dare look back, because I knew if I did I would break down into tears, and I couldn't do that. I had to stay strong for Mikey's sake, I couldn't let him know I was scared, he was just a 6 year old, he was too young for this. We took our seats at the back of the train, the place where the third class sits. The fancy rich people were up front, enjoying luxury seating and dishes of caviar and truffles that are so large they...

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Born to Be

Submitted to Contest #64

Jan 1889 Excerpt from Rose’s diary First month of Green Valley School for Girls. I’m excited. Really excited. I met a girl on the carriage ride here. Her name is Isabella. She seems nice. She said I’m lucky to have a twin sister. I’ve never thought about it, actually, but I realize that I am lucky. Aella’s my best friend, but I’m glad that I can branch out now, meet people that are more like me.  I hope Isabella and I become close. It would be nice to have friends, especially since I can sense that my twin sister Aella might not w...

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The Fighter 2

Submitted to Contest #64

July, 2018 Tia sat on the park bench, swinging her legs back and forth. There was no certain rhythm, but it still soothed her. Her head swirled with every possible situation. She only came out of her trance when she sensed someone sitting next to her. Without her noticing, Michael had sat down. “Hey, Tia. How’s your father this week?” Michael looked at Tia with a curious look. Tia’s father had stopped choking her, but was still abusive (slapping and punching her) and didn’t come home some nights. Tia had finally convinced him to go to t...

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A Drastic Change

Submitted to Contest #64

A Drastic Change  By: Haripriya I didn’t want to go.  I never even wished this for Christmas or on my 11th birthday. This was never supposed to happen if we hadn’t just moved into a better community. Or so my parents said. They had no choice but to move where their boss told them to go to. At first, you might think it is a great neighborhood. Offices, businesses, companies, large buildings, parks and gardens, shopping malls, theaters, groceries, everything.  Exce...

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Yes, Master

Submitted to Contest #64

I pause when I reach the threshold of the grand entrance and stare inside the elaborate school facility.It is beautiful. Huge floor-to-ceiling windows line the back wall, with long hallways stretching from either side. The floor is a marbled concoction of white and gold hues. A chandelier drips from the ceiling, the hundreds of thousands of crystals sparkling in the light of the sunny afternoon.And the students. They wander about, the boys and girls, chatting and giggling, their voices light and airy. They wear freshly pressed uniforms of wh...

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Under Your Persimmon Tree

Submitted to Contest #64

One.  You promised to write every day. Your two pinkies were outstretched and your parents met you halfway with theirs. You liked how the fingers wrapped around each other. They looked like little hugs. Your parents bent to kiss you goodbye. Two little circles on each cheek. You inhaled their scent of ripe persimmons and wet paint on portraits of dead pets.  Over their shoulders, you saw another boy leaning on his car. He had thin-lipped parents who stared straight ahead. They tapped their feet to an unheard rhythm. He offered hi...

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He Is Ours

Submitted to Contest #64

 He entered the living room painted peach in color and with a brown color sofa set. He just remembered that he forgot his mobile phone in his room. He calmly sat on the sofa and called his sister, "Julia, can you listen to me...hey! I am here....can you go up and fetch my phone, I have a very important call" he pretended to have a call on the telephone which was settled on beside table. "okay! If I get that phone call of yours wrong " she added with a threat "I will kick you out of the house". She brought his phone and saw him calmly si...

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True Calling

Submitted to Contest #64

The car wove through the green countryside until it came to a large mansion nestled between two tumuli. The mansion almost sparkled in its whiteness, a spot of brightness against the dreary autumn sky.The door to the car opened before it came to a complete stop and a short girl with flowing red hair stumbled out. She hurried forward until she came upon a batch of wilting shamrock, in which she promptly vomited.“Girl!” barked a voice from the mansion’s doorway.The girl straightened, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, and wobbled towa...

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The Strange Land

Submitted to Contest #64

Once in my life, when I was 16. I took a journey to a strange land. A ‘foreign’ to be exact, but it’s indeed a strange one. The people looked like me, but they spoke different languages and read different letters. On a very cold morning, I found myself in a back seat of a car with a mountain of luggage next to me. The sky was still so dark, when the car abruptly sped off on the road. It’s going to be my first experience with an airplane and I was pretty much excited. Malang was different compared to the big city. It is just a small city in t...

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Chasing a Dream

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Submitted to Contest #64

This is the big day. Lei has been preparing for this day her whole life. But, she still has so far to go, this is just one step closer to her dream. Today, she goes to the elite ballet school in New York City. Thrilled, she spent every waking hour practicing in any way possible for ballet, preparing for this day. Sitting in the dining room, she munches on the avocado toast. When will she sit in this room again, eating breakfast? How long will it be until she can return to her home in Hawai'i? She worries about all the adjustments she wi...

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The Accident

Submitted to Contest #64

It was not a good day for Mr. Albert when he woke that day, late. He had rushed to change and crammed the breakfast in his mouth. Mr. Albert was one of those people who get up early and go for a walk. He did everything slowly and peacefully, with no hurry. But now he had overslept. He was a principal in a boarding school and his son also went there. Today was the first day and he had been late to sleep last night because of packing slowly. He had roused his son awake and they both had hurriedly gotten ready, eating the breakfast his wife ha...

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