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Write a story about high school sweethearts coming across one another after many, many years apart.

Posted in Romance on May 21, 2021

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The Secrets Women Keep

Submitted to Contest #54

    After seven years of marriage, Linda fell in love. It was the first time she had been to work in months. Since the quarantine started, everyone at the firm had been working from home, many of them left the company altogether. Being back at work was a little nerve-wracking but she was happy to be out of the house, away from Joe and the baby. Of course she loved them, but she needed her space too. She was sure many marriages were being put to the test amid this isolation.She was the senior consultant at a reputable...

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Poison

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Sometimes relationships are only meant to stay for a season.The rain should only fall when the earth needs it, for the dam can only hold so much.If one is too selfish and takes more than they can hold, their dam will crack and all will flush away.The wedding band on his finger shone brightly in the sun, a constant reminder of his life’s best decision. A union of the greatest things his life had to offer was wrapped up in a perfect bow.He woke up to greet his beautiful wife, her scent being the most intoxicating smell in his world. Lie there ...

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Unsure Love- A Never-Ending Tale

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"I kept on trying, struggling, years after years", still a sign of no success. Deep down in my thoughts, "Will I ever be able to decipher"? Upon getting no answers but numbness all over. I stared out of the window and watched the waves of the sea. It was calm, composed, and balanced as if assuaging after a long battle. The sun was tranquilizing with its golden shadows subsiding on the water surface. I was dead sure that the miracle will happen one day but the surroundings were quiet. I sat down on the couch and started watching the televisio...

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On the Stage

Submitted to Contest #54

Although the sun shines as brightly as ever, the dark cloud in my heart leaves my world awash in gray. As typical for August, oppressive heat beats down with as little mercy as a vigilante crowd. I have just retrieved a parcel from the post when I hear his voice, an echo from the past nearly forgotten over the years, but the memories it brings up... I stood in line with the other young ladies, each in a fancy dress purchased for the occasion. Across the room, young gentlemen, clad in suits befitting their station, formed a row. One in par...

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On the ferry

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Sigrid hasn’t been back to the island for twelve years and she’s not sure why she’s going there now. The ferry chugs through the waves and she leans on the railing, watching the familiar shoreline grow closer. For a moment she feels like she’s stepped inside a memory. She closes her eyes and breathes deeply, filling her lungs with the scent of diesel and salt water. There’s something metallic too, and a faint whiff of rotting seaweed. It smells like all of her childhood summers rolled into one, like going for the same walk every day, swim...

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Never meant to be

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The snow was raining down on her. She still couldn’t believe what she was doing.“Bronwen, maybe, you ought to take a vacation,” her colleague had told her the previous week. “Look at the dark circles under your eyes. You might as well go get a job in a horror movie.”Bronwen flinched. “Don’t talk to me about a vacation. You know I’m married.”“Yeah… to work,” her colleague rolled her eyes. “Get realistic. You live alone.”Bronwen snickered. “Caught me there,” she sighed. “But seriously, if taking a vacation is good for me, where should I go? It...

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This Movie Isn't Over Yet

Submitted to Contest #54

The streets in Bangalore were noisy as usual. Groups of friends were loitering, hanging out in eateries. The road was bustling with vendors, horns, and loud laughs of the girls waiting at the bus stop. It was five in the evening and dark clouds had gathered, a typical day in Bangalore. Amidst all the noise, Nisha’s mind was silent. She was a woman in her forties with worried wrinkles on her forehead. She had left her thin straight hair open and had worn a black saree with a black bindi between her brows. These streets reminded her of th...

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Same Time Tomorrow

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Blaque stared up at the night sky and leaned on Akiro. Her eyes lit up in love, and Akiro’s body relaxed at Blaque’s touch. He howled, Blaque not too far behind him. Blaque nestled up even closer to him and closed her eyes.Akiro crouched low in the tall grass and resisted the urge to growl. His eyes narrowed in anger.“That’s all I have! I promise! Here. I can prove it. Take my bag.” Akiro shook, and his claws were digging into the ground. He watched as his daughter threw her bag at the feet of the large black-furred male. She was cowering in...

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The Little World

Shortlisted for Contest #54 ⭐️

I The first thing she saw when she landed was the sun filtering through tall, still blades of grass. Eerily still, as if the wind had just stopped.  Already this made her think she was in a dream. So it didn’t surprise her that the second thing she saw was his face. It had skittered through her dreams before. Roland, one antenna leaning roguishly askance, just as it had long, long ago before the two of them had even shed their last juvenile exoskeletons. She blinked her small, black eyes and drank in the warm, damp air. Roland’s mou...

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Most Likely To

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“Are you going?” “Huh?” he replies. “Are. You. Going.” “To what?” I can hear water running in the background. I imagine him with his phone tucked between his ear and shoulder as he waters the garden or does the dishes, anything to keep his hands moving. “Where?” “Reunion.” “Reunion for what?” I don’t hold back my sigh or eyeroll. If he could see me right now, he’d say I’m being ridiculous, and that he hopes I don’t make faces like this when I’m at work. (I do.) “Our high school reunion. I sent you an email invite last week.” “P...

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The Boarding Pass

Submitted to Contest #54

Embedded under your fingernails and staining your fingertips was black ink. Carefully placing your hands behind your back, you plastered a smile on your face, and scanned the room full of people.  A woman walked up. She looked about fifty, and she was holding out her copy of your book. You attempted to make your smile reach your eyes, but failed. Taking a Sharpie from one of the cups, you scribbled a signature. It was not your own. You wondered absentmindedly what made up a signature. Could someone’s whole life story and personality be...

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The Silent Strand

Submitted to Contest #54

Trigger warning: graphic violence Marcus quieted his breathing as he hid under the bed. The bedroom he was in was massive. There was a four-poster bed in the centre, the walls were white, and there was a massive television. He was grateful the owners of the house had forgotten to turn their television off when they left. The blasting audio made his heavy breathing almost silent in the recesses of the house.   He glanced at his watch. Any minute now. Lucy and her worthless husband would be back from their weekly bingo nights. He’d been w...

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Remorse

Submitted to Contest #54

July 18th, 2020. That morning, I woke up. I usually got the morning newspaper before drinking my coffee, but that morning, I put it off. I had just worked a 16 hour shift and after I slept I was planning to go get groceries for Carl and I. I took a morning nap before though. Carl ran into my room and put the newspaper on my nightstand so that when I woke up, I’d be able to read it, so that’s what I did. I picked it up and on the front page it said, “Maxwell Baltimore, arrested for insider trading and murder: currently incarcerated at Omaha P...

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somebody else's spit

Submitted to Contest #54

He was not surprised or happy to see me. He looked weary, the skin thinning beneath his eyes and creasing on every corner. I told him, even in high school, that sunscreen wasn’t optional. He never listened, and now paid the price, looking as old and exhausted as he really was. That was partly my fault.  We met at Burger King. We were both overdressed. Our pride wouldn’t let us go otherwise. I slid into the booth opposite him and he winced, as if expecting a punch across the table. I smiled, big, bright, harmless. After Kyoto, I was a ...

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Wait for It

Submitted to Contest #54

Work ran late, so I didn’t go to the reunion. To tell you the truth, I’d been planning to avoid it since I received the memo on the group chat. I’d only joined the chat because I’d been coerced by the school bully who’d since become a Counsellor for a private company. The irony was not lost on me. All the same, I might have been forced to download an app I barely knew how to use, but I would not go to that reunion, regardless of how many reminders popped up on my calendar. Rather than sitting through hours of porcelain smiles as they remi...

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