Write about someone asking out an old crush, only to realize their crush doesn’t remember they’ve ever met before.

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“Goose Eggs” by Cathryn V

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At eighteen, Jess Hargrove was afraid of people his age, afraid he might embarrass himself. He spent most of his free time in the virtual world of gaming. His young body softened into an egg-shaped figure with an upside-down U of unruly hair.But one afternoon at his cousin's house up in Pittsburgh, an hour from home, there was this girl he met. He’d driven up from Steubenville, grumbling that he hated parties, but his mother had insisted and so he made the trip in his old Kia with the broken radio, planning to show up, eat and leave.The smal...

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“Just a Little Crush” by Arwen Dove

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She could feel herself turning black and blue with envy. Her rage consumed her and she stomped away. She hated everyone at that moment- particularly Melissa. It had all started at school a few weeks ago… >>>>> It was the first day of school for the year and Valerie felt her eyes drifting to the boy at the seat next to her. She couldn’t help but notice his shaggy brown hair and bright green eyes. The boy looked at her and smiled. Valerie could feel her heart fluttering. Her cheeks turned all pink and she looked down at her text...

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“Orange Hearts” by Carrie S.

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I can still hear Grandpa. His final words, something telling me that he will watch over me forever. It always gives me chills, but good feelings at the same time. It, honestly, is kind of weird. But I get used to it. You’re going to die today. If not, you’ll screw something up so badly that your life goes beyond repair. I hear the thoughts whirring in my mind. It isn’t me thinking, though. I’ve nicknamed him Yob. He’s the anxiety and intrusive thoughts “ghost” that follows me around, whispering things into my ear like, What if you killed you...

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“The Blog of Mollie King. A Sixteen-Year-Old Human Mistake.” by Holly Gal

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MolliesMistakes posted 13th February, 11:23am: Taking one step inside, I freeze. Then hurry back outside again. I’ve been doing this for the past hour and to be honest, it feels like I’m on a never-ending teacup ride. So, it’s not that his teeth are so white they could put a pearl to shame, or that his hair reminds me of a molten, caramel bar. It’s not even that he’s handsome. A lot of people are handsome. It’s the fact that I already know how amazing he is. He’s already tasted my tongue and I’ve already scented his sweat. He’s already ...

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“Back to the Drawing Board” by Philip Hedges

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“Great art is created outside your comfort zone.” Mr. Ueno’s words echo in my head as I study the landscape through the window of the Keikyu express train towards Yokohama. Above the horizon, the sun, a dimly lit semicircle, shines light through a veil of grey clouds and onto the bleak, concrete landscape below. The pipes of the heavens are leaking. Among the odd industrial complex decorated with colorful banners, drab apartment buildings stream by. An arms length and two sets of windows separate me from the lives of complete strangers. Spri...

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“What A Pretty Sky” by Caitlin Moll

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February 12 Having so many schedules can be really the end of your life, figuratively speaking, I need a break. As a top student, I'm always studying or earning money by working at a near-by coffee shop as my part-time job, I just noticed that I don't have time for myself like I used to. It's been so long since I hang out with my friends or have the day all to myself. "Hey, can I take the day off tomorrow?" I asked my co-worker, my bestfriend in high school till now, college. "What for? You're gonna study for the whole day again, Juliet?" ...

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“The Food of Love” by Tanja Cilia

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love is a sandstorm undulating sand-dune sea a map is useless love is a marble hard glass encases a core that’s unreachable love is an onion it’s got a hundred layers and it makes you cry! love is a corner of the street or of a room; according to choice love is a cycle; flowers bloom, and then wither leaving seeds for more like unravelled wool love is so complicated not one end in sight I snapped my school diary shut. It wouldn’t do for Brown Cow to ask what I was scribbling – again! Heaven knows the stick I got when I said ...

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“(Un)Forgettable love ” by Lourdes Cruz

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Funny, they tend to say that love is unforgettable. It was for me, but for him? Not so much. Sure, it's been 10 years since we've seen each other, but am I really that insignificant in his life? Gotta say it's kind of disappointing when you meet your childhood best friend and crush again after this long. After all of this time, you'd think someone like me would have moved on. Nope! I spent my years looking back fondly, dreaming of the day that I see him again. And as I remember all of this, I can't help but wonder how I got into this situa...

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“8th Grade Math” by Pippin Took

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I look down at my textbook and sigh. I am so over this exam studying. I am applying to an after school math club that requires an entry exam. I am smart and I know the material, so why does my father insist that I study so much? I am nearing my fourth hour of studying today at the library. “Valencia, always remember to study for your exams!” He tells me all the time, his British accent crisp with every word. I am 19 years old, live in my own apartment here in Huntington Beach, California, and though my dad moved here with my Italian mother w...

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“Ella” by Cassia Savage

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Prologue (Lela) There was a girl I met when I was only twelve who I fell in love with. I would never be able to forget her because she was the one who changed my life. I never knew I’d meet her again; she lived across the country from me, in New Jersey. I lived in California, in LA. And we met in Chicago, IL at a summer camp. Her name was Ella. She was the one who stole my heart and then broke it. Ella had blonde hair that rolled like waves to halfway down her back. She had blue e...

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“Camp” by Ally Kate

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The summer after sixth grade, my parents sent me to Jesus camp. Camp Towego, but my friends and I called it Jesus camp. We weren’t particularly religious. “I’m a bad Catholic,” my mother would always say. We’d go to church every Christmas and Easter and whenever my grandparents were in town and my mother would ask us not to lie, but to leave out the fact that we don’t go every week when speaking to my grandparents. But the camp was cheap and close to home and so they sent me there when I was eleven so I could have a camp experience.Camp...

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“Between Dream and Reality” by Cathy Magden

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I had a love-hate relationship with school reunions. On the one hand, they allowed me to catch up with my best friend Amanda since we lived across the world from each other. On the other hand, middle school sucked, and I was in no hurry to meet the idiots who made it so. Yet here I was, fifteen years later, stuck between Hotshot Andrew and Lofty Alice. They hadn’t changed a bit.“So, tell me, Zoe…”The way Alice said my name, making it sound like ‘zoo’, raised my hackles, but I returned her sly stare with a crooked smile. I’d be damned if I le...

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“Where Do I Know you from?” by Jo-Ellen Bass

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It was an extremely odd reunion. There were big, round tables with four chairs each, precisely measured to ensure that the seated participants were six feet apart. The tables were twelve feet away from each other. All of the participants were masked. The room was hushed, with only a low murmur of voices. A black banner hung on one wall, listing the numbers of dead. "It is like the Masque of the Red Death," one guest noted. "Remember when we were teaching that to the Juniors?" "Oh, yes. And when they wanted to give a themed party, only...

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“If The Sun Rose” by Grace Lawrence

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It was some time before she reawoke to the world around her. She blinked, and the world slowly swam into focus, colors beginning to seep into her aching eyes. She tried to uncross her legs and winced at the unbearable prickling that rushed over her feet. A thousand needles, scorching like fire in her sluggish flesh. So, her feet had fallen asleep. How long, then, had she been sitting here? And more importantly, why? She closed her eyes again, trying to sink back into the oblivion that had held her for so long. Blackness was in...

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“Not the Type” by Carole Cobos

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“Please move.”There are two types of people, the people you fall in love with. And the people you don’t. People you fall in love with are usually kind and humorous. Intelligent and good-looking. Good-natured. They had the boy/girl next door looks and were protective without being obsessive. They weren’t judgemental and dismissive, and they truly believed in humanity. They made you believe in humanity. You don’t fall in love with selfish pricks. Self-absorbed moody assholes. You don’t fall in love with the brainiac in a leather jack...

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Write about someone asking out an old crush, only to realize their crush doesn’t remember they’ve ever met before.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 159 stories

“Goose Eggs” by Cathryn V

“Just a Little Crush” by Arwen Dove

“Orange Hearts” by Carrie S.

“The Blog of Mollie King. A Sixteen-Year-Old Human Mistake.” by Holly Gal

“Back to the Drawing Board” by Philip Hedges

“What A Pretty Sky” by Caitlin Moll

“The Food of Love” by Tanja Cilia

“(Un)Forgettable love ” by Lourdes Cruz

“8th Grade Math” by Pippin Took

“Ella” by Cassia Savage

“Camp” by Ally Kate

“Between Dream and Reality” by Cathy Magden

“Where Do I Know you from?” by Jo-Ellen Bass

“If The Sun Rose” by Grace Lawrence

“Not the Type” by Carole Cobos

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Write about two people reconnecting after a rough patch in their relationship.

Write a love story about an older couple who’ve been together since they were teenagers.

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Start your story with one character setting up a romantic dinner, and end it with them looking at a framed wedding photo.

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