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Write a story that spans a month during which everything changes.

Posted in Sad on Oct 31, 2022

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“Oh on an April month” by Lis Lovén

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Oh on an April month... It is odd and a bit of a function that she sat outside that coffee-house somewhere around the 1700s London. She was poor and outside the important society. But really! She had ways to gather the incoming information from the seven seas from seven continents. Men came to her bedroom that was a place for a clever prostitute. Ann was her name and she was also writing books. How rare. She held a golden treasue when it came to her diary, writing about each and every change from day to day. She had a very British mind tha...

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“Bad Luck” by Sativa Schilber

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Have you ever wondered or thought to yourself 'Why me?’ Of course, you have. You spilled your coffee on your new school dress. Your dog peed on the laundry you just washed. You washed your car and then a bird decided it was a great place to relieve itself. Yeah, you get it. That is me, but it will slowly get worse and I'll be asking myself that question every minute of every day. Anyway, well start from the beginning. The summer was just beginning. It was one of those nice warm weekends before the dreary gray school week. I was enjoying th...

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“Dear Diary” by Brianna Stilwell

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July 1, 10:19PM Dear Diary, Mum seems to be doing better since getting home from the hospital. She’s been talking and laughing with me quite a bit, and she even asked for pasta for dinner tonight. I probably shouldn’t have given it to her, but she hasn’t been able to eat much but mush lately, so I just made it with plain sauce and I cut the noodles up into small pieces so she would be able to eat them easily. After dinner, I wheeled her outside and we went down a block to the park where kids like to set off those fireworks. It’s not the ...

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“March of the Slabs” by Sjan Evardsson

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It started on March 1st. Or rather, it ended on March 1st. The world as she knew it, that is.First, GPS and satellite communications went silent, and contact with the ISS was lost. Within twelve hours, the rain of fire started. Satellites, abandoned boosters, and all the junk humans had polluted Earth’s orbit with began to fall. Most of it burned up in the atmosphere or landed in the sea, but that still left enough to bring devastation to population centers world-wide.For people in remote areas that relied on satellites for communication, th...

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“The Boy Boss” by Chris Buono

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       That month forty years ago was the worst period I had ever had to live through. Once the Roman Empire, crumbling from greed and overexpansion.       Death or prison. Those were the only two routes out of the life for a guy like me. It was how Our Thing worked. It was never really thought, however, until the worst winter of my life.       Jimmy Santi was just a kid. The boss's son took over at way too young an age whe...

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“Oh, September!” by Colin Devonshire

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“Babe, only a month to go. Thirty short days, and then you’ll be Mrs Pippa Peters!” said Mike Peters as he stroked her bare muscled back. “Are you trying to sing?” asked Pippa. “I can’t sing, but if I could, I’d sing for you.” “You are sweet, are you murdering my favourite Johnny Winter song? ‘Gonna give you thirty days to get back home. Gonna talk to the gypsy woman gonna tell her so, She gonna put out a worldwide voodoo, That'll be the very thing that'll suit you, Gonna see that you be back home in th...

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“The Great Unlucky Uma Meyers” by Zae Johnson

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Trigger warning: severe injuries -At age seven, I drowned in the pool, my heart stopped. The day I turned thirteen, I got into a car accident on the way to my birthday party. Most recently, I was flying to Tennessee to visit my long-distance best friend, and the plane crashed. Each time I was in the hospital, I was prepared to die. I didn’t get to do everything I wanted to, but at least I got to say goodbye.- -I think I broke a record or something. Throughout my entire life, I have broken twenty-seven of my bones, have gotten nine sprain...

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“Runaway” by Leanna Florez

Submitted to Contest #89

“What do you mean you’re leaving?” she asked.  I turned around, stuffing all the clothes I liked into my bag. I wouldn’t speak, because I knew if I opened my mouth I would start crying, and once the flow began, I didn’t know if it would stop. I didn’t want her last memory of me to be weak.  I stormed into the bathroom, heart beating so fast that I was sure it would burst out of my chest as it pumped me full of adrenaline that made my hands shake.  “Elaine Jennifer Bridgenson!” she yelled, grabbing my hand and twisting me ar...

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“The Tale Of Scarlett Madison” by Autumn Mitchell

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I can't help what happened. I can't help what he did, but the blame was put on me. It wasn't my fault. It was his. He threw her off the bridge hung by her neck. So here I, Scarlett Madison, write in my report, the story of Jane Salem. The young witch of the black lakes. It was just a month ago, and everything changed. The search for the killers of Jane Salem began. It was unsuccessful for they put me in here and not the witch murderer. Jane was in my coven, but we were more than a coven. We were lovers, friends, sisters by bond, and he kill...

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“Star Man” by Amy Jayne Conley

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Fifth day of May. Spring fully sprung. The scent of summer officially in the air. Strawberries on the market stalls, fat and red and juicy, ready for endless afternoons on the park greens with picnics, Wimbledon. I’d never much been a fan of tennis. It was the stranger’s newspaper that made me think about it. The name of a tennis player in a cool action shot, detailing his current scandalous affair or whatever. I took another sip of my coffee and marvelled again out of the window at the busy London street. The coffee shop I was in was small,...

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“Mrs. Morrison” by James Freeh

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Mrs. Morrison              Mrs. Morrison was too busy to die. And yet, by the end of the day that is exactly what would happen. Her demise was unexpected, certainly not something to worry about this morning, not on a day as lovely as this. Outside her freshly painted Cape Cod, Mrs. Morrison’s azaleas were in full bloom, a little late this year but more than worth the wait. The dogwood that dear Donald had planted in 1948 reigned in the courtyard; in a week or two, depending on ...

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“Princess of the Spring Festival” by Annie James

Submitted to Contest #89

“What is all the noise? It sounds like a celebration going on at the park,” Artemisia asked as Jeremiah walked into the cabin. “We have a festival to celebrate the arrival of spring. Women bring their crafts and make food. Some of the men play songs, and we hold dances.” Artemisia’s heavy heart lifted. “We celebrate spring in my homeland in a similar way, with music, feasting, and dancing. Vendors and musicians come from all the neighboring kingdoms…” She trailed off, tears coming to her eyes, which she brushed away impatiently. “Come ...

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“love at dusk” by Kyra Wilson

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                       <<Violet>> The trees reached toward the sky as if praying for a way out of the forest. I run up one of them with sturdy branches while the wolves whimper at the bottom, I see their eyes and I hope soon that this chase would end. I miss my home and most of all I miss luke who convinced me to go with my dad to witch mountain because he would be in Florida this week and he d...

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“WIND OF MARCH” by Mara Masolini

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WIND OF MARCH She had always heard saying, since she was a child, that the month of March was crazy. In March you never could know how the weather would change , not only from a day to the following  but also during the same day. Now it was warm, almost hot, that you could think: oh, finally the winter is over, but after a while, a cold , and sometimes also icy winter wind began to blow.  Now the sun was shining, the sky was clear and after a few moments it suddenly darkened and it began to rain, sometime hail f...

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“"Plans that didn't go as planed" by Ye Wint Aung” by Ye Wint Aung

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Andrew Jefferson is an I.T worker. The company isn’t that big, but he loves working there. First of all, he loves the company because there are lots of great friends and second of all, the work isn’t that complicated. He loves working there and planed to work there his whole life. But everyone should know everything doesn’t go as planed. It’s September, Andrew woke up to have a nice breakfast. He had to cook two meals because he shares his flat with his roommate. “Andrew, I don’t have time to eat breakfast this morning. I’m about to miss ...

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