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

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“The Secrets Women Keep” by Be Inspired Abstracts/Etsy Sarah Greenwood

    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...

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“Poison” by Lynn Penny

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 wok...

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“A Second Shot” by Amany Sayed

Author's Note: This is a Part 2 to a story I've written called "Spring Formal", at least it uses a couple of the same characters. You don't really need to read it to enjoy this one, but I recommend reading it. That's all, enjoy it! You still love pictures. How do I know? I’ve been stalking your Instagram, watching sadly as you drag other boys, boys who aren’t me, to photo opportunity after photo ...

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“Unsure Love- A Never-Ending Tale” by Pooja Khanna

"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 televi...

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“ On the Stage” by Charles Stucker

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...

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“On the ferry” by Marte Van Der Linden

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 ...

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“Never meant to be” by Moonchild Luca

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 goo...

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“Same Time Tomorrow” by B Ro Ok E H As A C Ow Bo Y H At

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 ...

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“This Movie Isn't Over Yet” by Aishwarya Muralidhar

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...

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“The Little World” by A.Dot Ram

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 befo...

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“Most Likely To” by Natalie Strawbridge

“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 eyero...

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“The Boarding Pass” by Scout Tahoe

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. ...

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“Remorse” by Jorja Orne

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 a...

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“The Silent Strand” by Rambling Beth

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 th...

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“somebody else's spit” by Masha Kurbatova

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 th...

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