Write a story that ends by circling back to the beginning.

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“A Turn” by Sachethan Shanigaram

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‘Why isn’t there anyone in this bus’ cried Tyler. Cause its school tryouts, day replied Charlotte. On a Saturday, seriously?. ‘Yes and we are the only ones trying out loser’ said charlotte in a sarcastic way. Tyler is a fifteen-year-old tall red-haired boy and his twin sister Charlotte is also tall and has red hair but is much thinner. ‘Hey look Ava’s here ‘said Charlotte in an excited mood. Ava is a short blonde girl who is also fifteen years. Ava came strolling in with a wistful look on her face. ‘What happened to your face’ ask...

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“Daughter of the Sun ” by Akila R

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My palms are made of fire. I noticed it several days ago, when a horrible itch spread across my skin and I scratched my palms furiously, like a wild animal. Red blossomed like roses underneath my brown skin and they stayed there, blushing prettily. They burn. I’ve been filling the sinks with cold water from time to time and dipping my hands in just for a little relief. Sometimes, my palms feel so hot that I imagine steam rising from the pool of water until it is as scalding as my skin. If I squint hard enough, I can pretend that it has...

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“Sweet Genevieve” by Donald Baxter

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It's an interesting view. Not that it can last, but still, one has to appreciate the world as it comes, not as we might wish it might be. Clearly, I can see sweet Genevieve, a bruise on her beautiful forehead, the centre of this whole mess. Next to her is Bishop Grandin, the sadistic bastard. The two of them holding hands. What has it been? Two, maybe three days since this all started? It was only yesterday that the Bishop and I had our little meeting. Genevieve wa...

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“Madison's Ribbon” by Noah Lloyd

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Trigger warning: drug abuse “Hi, my name is Madison, and I’m an addict.” “Hi, Madison,” The group said back. Madison didn't pay much attention to them. They were just nameless faces, with no stories to speak of. They didn't matter to her. The only reason she was here was because she needed to be, and the only reason she was playing along was because she had to. If she didn't, she’d have to participate in these stupid meetings until she did. “Would you like to share exactly what you’re addicted to?” The group leader prodded. She was an older ...

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“Say Goodbye, Don't Follow” by Tatum Palmer

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I knew my time was running out, I just didn't realize how quickly.I had been desperate. Tired, hungry, alone, and desperate. My parents could find no place for their gay son in their house, and I left them with no time to tell me so. I ran, ran, ran with thirty dollars in my pocket and turmoil in my soul. I remember that night, the comforts of Autumn took their final bow as the first snowfall of the year paved the way for bitter times.The sky opened up, and seemed to burst as a kaleidoscope of stars and snow took center stage. Flurries dance...

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“It's not your turn” by Yadira Chavez

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"What?""It is not your turn, it is mine"I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, when I opened them I frowned looking at my sister "It's not fair Kiara, it's my turn, last time it was yours" I reminded her hoping that she agrees with me. "Isn't true Ivonne" Kiara said. "It is and you know it, you can't do it again". "Ivonne" she sighed before continuing "Do we always have to go through this?" "It's not 'always' and it's not fair, it's my turn, we agreed that once it would be your turn, next it would be my turn" I knew that she wanted to disa...

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“Sacrifice ” by April Lectrice

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Clemency stared up at the night sky, unsure of what caused her to do what she had done. As she felt gravity push her downward, she was able to see the stars shine brighter than she had ever seen them. It was strange, because the city lights should have been blocking out their celestial light. With that image in her head, Clemency closed her eyes before the breath was pulled from her lungs. ✯ “Are you sure that you are ready for this?” Moria asked. Clemency glanced at her partner, who was leaning on the wall beside her. “Yes. This ...

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“Lens of life” by Sara Blanch

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Pastel streaks blended into a darkening sky, a living watercolour painting for the world to see. Amber watched, her expression calm as her eyes tracked a few fishing and tourist boats chug slowly up the river after their long days. The dark silhouettes of the Great Dividing Range, where ‘ The rainforest met the reef’ breaking up the otherwise pristine sunset with their lumbering dark forms.The gentle pinging of her computer had her attention returning to the screen in front of her as she loaded the latest photos from her camera and pho...

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“Tomorrow to Fresh Woods” by Ted Villamarzo

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Henry is the kind of man I like. He has that quality to face situations squarely, and when finished, whether in triumph or disaster, can start anew, like the quote of his favorite line from Milton’s poem: Tomorrow to fresh woods and pastures new. His attitude is… somewhat strange. When asked, at the playground where coaches are looking for students to teach: “Hey! Are you a good Tennis player?” “I don’t know,” Henry said, “I haven’t played Tennis before.” I was surprised. Not the standard answer. But it’s just a simple truth for him. ...

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“A Fishy Rescue” by Dorothy Williams

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A FISHY RESCUE Parrots wait in the trees around the back door as we return from early training in the Pony Club. Seed on the bird feeder sets Libby’s excited tail wagging for her following breakfast in the enclosed verandah. She leaps against the flywire, gloats when rosellas fly circle round and return, realising she’s kidding. Cheeky kookaburras hop up to the wire hopefully to smell her breakfast after swooping on their own. Shy king parrots wait until I take Libby indoors.After loving pats and knee nuzzles I set to...

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“Arrabella Parson” by Kristen Bintley

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"Tis not in the stars to hold our destiny but in us"- William Shakespeare.CRASH! Slivers of glass littered the floor like stars in the dark. Every crunch of David Thompson' footsteps echoed through my body. The faint glow of a lamp illuminated his muscles, tight with tension and eagerness. He stood firm in front of me, yet I was alone in my house, my darkened home, with nobody but my sub-conscious at my shoulder. The weather was stormy outside, I couldn't bare to look out the window. My eyes were closed to the outside world of betrayal and...

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“Home” by Ellie D

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There is a house to my left, new, but old in it's fashion. My personal taste does not aim towards it, but my beliefs say that it will make someone proud to present it to a crowd. I built this house, in hopes that someone will want to proclaim it as "home." Their home. Two floors, a simple layout. Maple wood across the floors, furnished with the finest finish, of course. It would need to be polished once or twice a month, a situation I blame children for. The walls hold an alabaster white, not my pick, but the deadline for me to do so was pas...

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“From the beginning to the end” by Leila Adams

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Claire gritted her teeth, her hands curling into fists, her nails digging into her palm, leaving imprints.How could he leave her like this? A thousand memories swirled around her head, mingling with the anger she felt.They’d met at school, proper high school sweethearts. He was in the year above. She’d been buying sweets at the tuck shop there, only she’d realised she hadn’t enough change. In the queue behind her, he’d paid for her items, mainly so she’d get out of his way! They’d met again ac...

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“Two lives” by Elora Stott

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Sarah returned home to her family from another day at her job and headed straight to the kitchen to start preparing their tea. She had a good job; she made a lot of money working in investment management by helping her rich clients make even more money. It meant that she led a good life, could afford everything she ever wanted for herself as well as her husband and two children. Each weekend Sarah had two days off which she often spent at play dates or kid’s birthday parties surrounded by yet more children and parents who loved to talk about...

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“What you do for love ❤️” by Elizabeth Peters

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As I sit here awaiting death, I can’t help but wonder how all of this could have been avoided. With the cold gun pressed against my temple, I can only blame myself. I had pure intentions, but of course, everything had gone wrong, and now I would pay the ultimate price. Of course, on the day Charlie and I would meet our adopted daughter, I would get kidnapped and shot. I need to start from the beginning, it’s only fair that I remind myself why this all started. Four years ago I met the love of my life, Charlie. They were the kindest, most won...

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Write a story that ends by circling back to the beginning.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 214 stories

“A Turn” by Sachethan Shanigaram

“Daughter of the Sun ” by Akila R

“Sweet Genevieve” by Donald Baxter

“Madison's Ribbon” by Noah Lloyd

“Say Goodbye, Don't Follow” by Tatum Palmer

“It's not your turn” by Yadira Chavez

“Sacrifice ” by April Lectrice

“Lens of life” by Sara Blanch

“Tomorrow to Fresh Woods” by Ted Villamarzo

“A Fishy Rescue” by Dorothy Williams

“Arrabella Parson” by Kristen Bintley

“Home” by Ellie D

“From the beginning to the end” by Leila Adams

“Two lives” by Elora Stott

“What you do for love ❤️” by Elizabeth Peters

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Write a story that ends with the narrator revealing a secret.

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