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Ghost of a Chance

Stevie B

Submitted to Contest #183

I always thought when I’d die I might return to haunt one of my old haunts. You know, like the Court Street Restaurant and Bar, The Madd Hatter, or perhaps Moran’s (that Irish bar where I used to savor sips of Writer’s Tears Irish Whiskey while chatting up their cute Latina waitress who was always so nice to me). But lo and behold, here I am, haunting the Hobohemian Public Library, located right across the street from Church Square Park. I mean I did visit that facility frequently over the years to borrow books. But I rarely stayed there for...

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Coming Home

Thom With An H

Submitted to Contest #183

George didn’t know the dictionary definition of marriage, but he liked to think of it as two people, one of whom sleeps every night in a room that’s too hot lying in bed next to another who sleeps in a room that’s too cold. This was undoubtedly the case with him and Maggie. George was a city boy through and through. He was born in Brooklyn and had the accent to prove it. He'd never actually said fuhgeddaboudit but, if he had, no one would've batted an eye. Maggie, on the other hand, was a southern belle from Jackson, Mississippi. She fr...

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An Aye for a Legg and a Legg for an Aye

Mister X

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If Lucky Chances wasn't the worst singles bar in South Florida, it's only because the Board of Health had closed down the others. There were just so many hepatitis cases one county could handle at a time.Woodrow Aye arrived at happy hour promptly at 6:07 p.m., just after clocking out from the big box retailer that kept him gainfully employed, assuming wearing a blue vest and bitching about the Miami sports teams constituted work. After a few spritzes of Drakkar Noir and a drive-thru dinner at BurgerFace, Woodrow walked into Lucky Chance’s da...

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When Tomorrow Finally Comes

Sarah Martyn

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TW: involves terminal illness You’d think with how little stuff I’m bringing in my duffle bag, I wasn’t going off to college after living with my parents for 18 years. Maybe part of the lack of stuff is that my parents’ place has become my storage unit for all I won’t be taking with me. My mom actually seemed pleased I left so much, probably because, as she said, “you’ll visit often,” which I know she meant to say with confidence; it sounded more like a question choked back with tears. She added “I’ll pray for you every night.” And dad add...

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The Tango of the Sun

Story Time

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The light entered the room before I did. A cavernous elegance to a spot unclaimed by dream’s worst reckoning. I hear the sound of my shoes as they touch the marble beneath them. Marble flooring and shiny blue shoes. I have a tuxedo fitted for me by Venus herself. She made me promise not to stain it with burgundy wine. The lapels were soft cerulean demigod dust that she’d gathered from her favorite myths. Venus was the only entity I knew who could dance through narratives at will. She was the one who told me about the ballroom. She was t...

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Golden Thread

John K Adams

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Harry didn’t wait for his first art class to begin painting. He completed his first canvas before the instructor, Mr. Ambrose arrived. Several blanks leaned against the back of his chair. Mr. Ambrose described his expectations. He required but one complete canvas by semester’s end. But he would decide what ‘complete’ meant. “Paint what you like. Put your heart into it. Fill the canvas. This is Painting 101. Not cartooning. Not sketching. Explore the limits of the canvas. Use it. Whether a flower, a portrait, or a landscape, create a new uni...

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The Monk and the Assassin

Savannah Wagner

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Ommmmmm…. Ommmmmm…. Ommmmmm…. Okay. Another four hour meditation surrounded by my fellow monks. Ommmmmm…. Holy Buddah, it’s freezing today in Tibet. Okay, thinking, back to the present moment. Ommmmmm…. This cushion feels itchy. Ommmmmm…. Great, Yogi Teya’s nose is whistling today. Ommmmmm…. Ommmmmm…. Ommmmmm…. So many blades hidden throughout her clothes. Ommmmmm…. Stars. Sharp and deadly weapons. Weapons programmed to kill she showed me as delicately as handing me over a lot...

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THE BLIND DATE

BRUCE MARTIN

Submitted to Contest #183

It is a rare individual who does not desire and need the love of others.Larry Peppercap, an accomplished young man, but quite modest in appearance, longed for feminine companionship and love. Tall, muscular, handsome and athletic, he was not. But determined to find a genuine relationship, he was.Following the advice of his male friends, Larry opened a profile on an internet dating service, Lovemetonight.com. The posting of photos on this website was optional. And for that, Larry was most grateful. Larry was not photogenic, and usually had th...

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Playing Cards

Camille Mockingjay

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Playing Cards My grandmother told me to never fall in love with the other side. I didn’t know what she meant by that at the time. She had spread her cards, her beloved cards, that supposedly tell the future, out in front of my face and told me to choose. I chose the ace of spades. She clucked her tongue in disapproval, her eyes filled with the fire of knowing without telling. “Dear Adina, never fall in love with the other side. It’ll only be trouble for you.” I used to think I didn’t believe her. I had been warned from...

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Karma in the Kitchen

Tami Absi

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Karma in the Kitchen Colin bounced the solitaire ring in the palm of his hand and then grabbed it in a tight fist, jokingly shaking it at Jan. “I hope you’ve given up, finally,” he said. “Admit we’ve failed as jewelry thieves and the universe obviously pushes us in a different direction.” Jan smacked his hand and held out her palm, offering to relieve him of the faux ring from their failed he...

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On the way to somewhere you're not.

David Drake

Submitted to Contest #183

Just a disclaimer, this story may or may not contain sensitive material. Depends on how sensitive you are.Also, I don't claim to be Christian or adhere to any similar beliefs. I'm using imagery from that tradition, but putting a slightly different spin on it. Enjoy!Btw, I also am using two of this weeks' prompts- "Two paths briefly crossing" and "two opposites that find themselves attracted".On the way to somewhere that you’re not.“Rory. Rory Roxelle Romanaz.” She held out a tattooed hand with spider webs lacing her white clawed fingernails....

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Is It My Right or Your Wrong?

MJ Simons

Submitted to Contest #183

Samantha remembered the day she met David. She was standing on the other side of the White House gate. He was a White House journalist who happened to be pro-vaccine. She on the other hand was pro her body and her choice. She was vaccinated as a child and recently with the flu shot as an adult, but she was vehemently against the government forcing and mandating its employees to receive the lethal injection. If America is truly free, she thought, then what happened to freedom of choice? Why are there severe consequences for not gett...

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The Simplicity of Colour

Mask Name

Submitted to Contest #183

My world is painted in a slanted grayscale. Time spins slowly, pacing my days out in front of me. I turn up at school to a full classroom, bustling halls, and crammed lockers. Hundreds of girls talking, planning, learning. Teachers writing names and equations on the board, study halls full of the rustling of paper, coming from worksheets or passing notes. Club rooms packed with noise, enthusiasm and progress. I sit in the hallways, reading from The Castle of Otranto or penning my own tales. I arrive home to empty sitting rooms, an ash-fi...

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Beside Lake Michigan

Dao Huy Kien

Submitted to Contest #183

One summer afternoon, I took a stroll along Lake Michigan. The path where I walked was behind the Milwaukee Art Museum, the icon of the biggest city in Wisconsin. It had a unique shape which looked like a sailing ship. It was 5 p.m. when the sail was almost folded down. I walked and watched the scenery around. Covering all was the magnificent landscape, in which a person felt humbler and smaller like a helpless leaf in a vast forest. Lake Michigan was as immense as the sea, where you were not able to see the other side but the faraway horizo...

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Encounter on Saturday mornings.

Jeff Khoo

Submitted to Contest #183

It’s Saturday morning again. My only time for peace. Since starting this awful job months ago, I couldn’t paint as much as I wanted to. Stressful work and overtime took every ounce of my energy during the week. The thought of holding a brush had become exhausting. I couldn’t paint for weeks, before I managed to force myself to grab my art supplies, went to the park, and painted on one Saturday morning. Now, it has become a routine. You have no idea how relieving it is when the weekdays are over. I can take my time waking up, open m...

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✍️ 48 stories

Ghost of a Chance

Coming Home

An Aye for a Legg and a Legg for an Aye

When Tomorrow Finally Comes

The Tango of the Sun

Golden Thread

The Monk and the Assassin

THE BLIND DATE

Playing Cards

Karma in the Kitchen

On the way to somewhere you're not.

Is It My Right or Your Wrong?

The Simplicity of Colour

Beside Lake Michigan

Encounter on Saturday mornings.

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story about someone who is cursed to always say the opposite of what they mean.

Write about a character who uses sarcasm as a defense mechanism.

Write a story that includes the line “We’re just too different.”

Write a story about two characters whose paths briefly cross, but are actually going in opposite directions — whether literally or figuratively.