Write a story from the point of view of a witch, spirit, or corpse.

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“I am a Witch, not a bitch” by Elsa Gabriela Gallardo

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Third call, third call, is the only thing Aura could hear as she entered the theater and tried to find her seat, in row E section 10. I wish I can find my seat before they turn off the lights, I hate to walk in the dark, praying not to step on anyone, think Aura, just as the lights stared to twinkle she managed to get comfortable. The curtain went up and revel a podium with a huge sign that says “I’m a witch not a bitch” which was the name of the play, and 4 chairs, but only 3 of them were taken, all by women in black clothes with typical wi...

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“Of Course I'm a Witch” by Cedar Moss

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-Mirror mirror on the wall…. Look at that reflection!!! Blonde curls falling gently on my shoulders. Bright blue eyes and rosy cheeks. Truth be known, I look kind of sweet and innocent. Even after all these years it still makes no sense to me. You think I don’t know what witches are supposed to look like? Black scraggly hair, warts on nose of course, scrawny as a scarecrow. Certainly not these luscious curves (as I have heard them referred to). Even if I wanted them to, no one would believe ...

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“Based Solely on Wants” by Samantha McWilliams

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"Content Warning: Strong language, themes of grief and trauma, supernatural violence."“But Mother, I am a witch.” Mother dropped her large wooden mixing spoon into the cauldron bubbling above the fire. “God’s Mercy! Tabitha! Do not say such things. If ever someone from town were to hear ye. I could not bear what might happen.” I waved her off as I ground valerian root in my favorite pestle, “You worry too much. There is no need. Have faith. “How can ye say that? Ye were fourteen years old when they burned Marta at the sta...

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“The Greatest Wedding of All Time” by Barry Brown

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THE GREATEST WEDDING OF ALL TIME “I’m Robin Leach with ‘Death Styles of the Rich and Famous;’ With me is Zsa Zsa Gábor—” “Hello, Dah-ling,” “Zsa Zsa and I are here for the event we’ve been forever waiting for: the wedding of the original pair that inspired Shakespeare’s ill-fated couple in ‘Romeo and Juliet’—” “Oh look, Dah-ling, over there! Oh! Isn’t she simply fabulous! Come here Farrah, Dah-ling! Do you know Robin?” “No—” “Robin Leach, charmed, I’m sure. And what a fascinating time it is! Farrah Fawcett, here among t...

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“Daytrip To The Coast” by V. Bowman

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And just like that, I appeared out of nothing. On the sand of the beach, in the middle of the day, at the mercy of the sun. Right by me there was an improvised fireplace with a crimson kettle on it. I even felt the warmth of the November evening, pretty neat for this side of the world. Nothing compared to where I was before, in the misty nothingness of the afterlife, and - poof! - I am here.Coming back from the dead is not that scary as people believe. In fact, this is not scary at all. It is just very rare - you need to contact the right pe...

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“The Conscious Cadaver” by Wolfie Grimalkin

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TW: mention of sexual abuse (no details), death, swearing Then came the darkness, and nothing else. I'd expected a bright light, a flash of memories, an omnipotent warmth, but there was nothing. A timeless nothing that expanded infinitely. I could help but not wonder, where had I gone? I knew I was dead, where was my consciousness? Was this purgatory? Hell? Given that I was never to believe in such things, I thought maybe this was simply what happened when you died. My consciousness left to float through the ethers. Then, the brightest light...

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“The Mallory's Secret” by Vanessa Vestena

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I took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent from the herbal tea that my sister just brewed. It smelled like roses and butterfly pea flowers, with a zesty undertone of ginger and an almost imperceptible hint of cinnamon. Just breathing through the aroma was enough to soothe my nerves. Like a warm, comforting hug. However, for as much as I tried to relax, I couldn’t get it out of my head.I couldn’t believe what just happened. A student was killed in my school. A girl barely 15 was horrifyingly murdered in cold blood. I took...

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“Witch are you, The Walls or the Moon?” by Adrian Baev

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Saluting the sky with 10 twinkling toes, Lilith lifted long limbs aloft, relaxing after a long hours. In leisure she lay, legs locked like lovers in embrace. Her mind was melody, memories of music, but the men who mined hid from Her melacholic moans and so named her magiks naught but moon-struck madness. If they only knew that all were mad hear, there, every-nigh-where. "Oh I'm so sorry, §ǽşŧɨɾɾɘɽ" the echo of a voice rings through your head, "You peeked into my mind, an easy thing at this time of night, but risky you see, as my thoughts ar...

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“The Hackneyed Haunt” by Levi Michael

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The others in my appetite, and I, swayed and shuffled as we stood among the trees, docile since the food had run out. The last of the light disappeared over the horizon. The forest fell into a gloom. I doddered through an opening and came to stand beside a looming elm. Standing next to it felt right. Some of the others were standing by trees as well, a natural instinct. The snap of a twig caught my attention. I turned slowly and staggered toward the shadows. I clawed at the bushes and found nothing. I listened. Nothing. Eventually I ca...

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“ The Daughters of the Night” by Rachel Keller

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Main Street was crawling with hordes of festive tourists, hopping from bar to bar in costumes ranging from sexy nurses to bumblebees to superheroes, even a giant blow-up Kool Aid Man, who lost control and tumbled into the bushes after one too many pumpkin ales. Spooky music rang out around the town, coming from a source unknown. Ghouls and goblins lingered in the shadows, hoping to startle a skittish trick-or-treater. True enthusiasts hosted seances, dusted off ouija boards, and even tested out homemade ghost detectors. Still, stranger thing...

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Write a story from the point of view of a witch, spirit, or corpse.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 130 stories

“I am a Witch, not a bitch” by Elsa Gabriela Gallardo

“Of Course I'm a Witch” by Cedar Moss

“Based Solely on Wants” by Samantha McWilliams

“The Greatest Wedding of All Time” by Barry Brown

“Daytrip To The Coast” by V. Bowman

“The Conscious Cadaver” by Wolfie Grimalkin

“The Mallory's Secret” by Vanessa Vestena

“Witch are you, The Walls or the Moon?” by Adrian Baev

“The Hackneyed Haunt” by Levi Michael

“ The Daughters of the Night” by Rachel Keller

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Start your story with a character being led somewhere by a black cat.

Write a story about someone who’s running out of time.

Center your story around someone who’s being haunted — by what or whom is up to you.

Write a story that includes the line “Better late than never.”

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