Write about a character who keeps ending up in the same place.
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“Horror to Hope” by Szal V
After fifteen brutal years of adventure, love, and loss, I had finally found the doorway on the wooded island again. Had it really been that long? Had I really been merely a child since I had stepped through it? A lot had happened. So much so that I was overwhelmed and merely laughed when I saw it again - like seeing an old, sardonic friend at an obscure cafe. I placed myself at the botto...
“Control Is Everything” by Julia Hewison
It started off as it usually did. Looming shadows, a single red door, and her running. Running from what? Leda didn’t know, she never caught sight of it. But every time it rushed closer and closer, shrieking laughter piercing her ears, flames licking at her heels, and jagged claws just barely missing her throat. Legs pumping, heart racing, she sprinted to the only safety in this godforsaken place dodging ...
“Play It Again ” by Michael Shaw
This story contains violence, profanity, and death "Play It Again" It goes like this: I down a shot of rye. It’s cheap shit, and it burns like hell all the way down my throat. It nestles in the pit of my stomach, embers crackling heat long after the flames are extinguished on my tongue. I slap a five on the bar and motion to the bartender. He’s a burly fuck with a bulldo...
“Escape Artist” by Emily Pollan
Again. I’m sitting here, staring at the same dirty concrete floor again. Scrapes and bruises cover my arms and legs from my earlier struggles. The eerie echo of the dripping dirty water in the corner of the room is taunting me. I can feel my anger growing every time a drop hits this filthy floor. Sinking my nails into my mud stained green dress, I then tare my hands away from it and grab the plate near me and t...
“The Twelve Gates Barber Shop” by K.T. Jayne
‘Going anywhere nice this year?’ Pedro pushes my head down so that he can trim the stray hairs at the base of my skull as he says this, so I can’t answer him without salivating into the neck band of my prison-issue, grey marl t-shirt. ‘Very funny, Pedro, you’re a better barber than you are a comedian,’ I say, when I can lift my head, side-smiling at him in the mirror. His face looks deadpan, like he meant it. ‘C...
“The Statue of Osiris” by Alasdair Perry
London, 1892 If he hurried, getting into the museum would be easy. Reginald Coleridge made brisk pace through the streets of London, inky, midnight darkness spilling heavily over the buildings and seeping into recesses and alleyways. Outposts of warm orange light glowed from windows and streetlamps, staving off the tw...
“Promises” by Abigial Scibiur
“I promise. It is just around these shrubs.” Lucus walked around the hedge and held his hands out like he was presenting a new, state-of-the-art all-in-one dishwasher-refrigerator-toaster. Maria’s reaction was that of a grandma towards her wayward son's latest get-rich scheme. Skeptical and disappointed. Maria folded her arms and glared from under her manicured eyebrows. “Really? That looks l...
“The 7-Year-Old Genius” by Jackson Brown
“Marcus, dinner’s ready!”The warm smell of burning bread wafted from Mom’s kitchen, and he felt his stomach rumble. But it would take much more than hunger pangs to ruffle the feathers of Marcus Angelico, the 7-year-old genius of Sausalito, CA. He felt a cool breeze blow through his thick, uncut hair as the grass tickled and stained his bare feet. The elements, however, could do nothing to break his concentration. This was a boy with a mission: a mission to the moon.His natural workshop, generously prov...
“A Game of Scones” by Brian Wilson
The Green Traveler stood at the Start of his journey, contemplating the winding path before him. He shifted his gaze upward to the castle looming on the horizon. Between him and the palace was a perilous road of monsters, fiends, and frosting. But with will and the Gods’ favor, victory could be his. And so, he began walking.***His trek through the Gummy Hills was tame. The Green Traveler left the path only once to av...
“Pangea” by Madison Marvin
In the beginning, there was only me and darkness. And in the end, there will be only darkness and me. The oldest of friends. Hand in hand we age eternally. Time is so lonely, or don’t you know. And we can all use a lifelong friend. For I will outlive even nothingness itself. I was not born from life nor will I die with death. I don’t know if I will ever die. Don’t know if I’m alive to begin with. But I suspect that I am...
“Praxip's Escape from the Shadow Overlords” by Scott Dutkus
Praxip, kneeling behind a row of tall, sky-blue cornflowers, looked down the semi-shrouded lane, trying to make sure no evil Shadow Forces would see him. This lane must lead to the freedom Praxip longed for and spent his nights planning to find. When he could, but always cautiously, he listened to the Shadow Overlords plot their lands with dangerous creatures and traps to keep people out, and unfortunately for him, keep ...
“The Girl Who Captured The Sun” by Aarna Vaiyapuri
Silent, crouched in the cozy nooks of the bushes, the dark haired girl watched with earnest eyes, once again finding herself staring at the golden flicker of light hidden beneath the line dividing sea and sky. She recalled when it was a blazing sphere of inferno, looming above the earth. A gleaming, gargantuan garnet raising its fiery fingers into the sky. Ahi had lingered behind the foliage, plo...
“Serpentine” by Carlos R.
Inside a quiet, clean home. It is well taken care of and shows that Vincent is doing well financially. The front door swings open. A scrawny size male, brown hair with glasses and a fashion sense of gunge era teen is revealed. Katie, brown skin and a smile combined with big eyes that could draw even a married man to think twice, followed. “...then that's when my dad decided it would be funny to pu...
“The Sea is Restless” by Yale Luken
(Summary – A young woman, consumed by thoughts of anxiety about health and death, returns again and again to an ice cream shop on the coast. There, she endeavors to meet with the one she has been in a relationship with online for several years.)On the shore there is an ice cream shop. Pale and pink, it advertises itself like a warm, tired face.There are two skies now—one clear as day, the other troubled as dusk.I walk forward through the sand and sunshine and enter, watching t...
“No, Wait...” by Cliff Henderson
“It’ll only hurt for a second. Really! See that picture?” I turned to look and said “Where?” That’s when the nurse jabbed me. “Oowww” was the only thing I could think to say. But her skilled hands made the procedure so quick that it really didn’t hurt at all. I instinctively went to rub my arm and she stopped me. “First things first” she said with an accent that could only come from the West Indi...
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