Start your story with someone sitting on a crowded train and end it with them looking out over beautiful natural scenery.

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“GWatch ” by LIKITHA M S

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The train was too crowded. Laura sat at the corner where no one noticed and was chatting on her phone. “It’s time.” Laura heard that man’s voice in her mind. She closed her eyes and sat silently for few seconds. Laura felt the changes around her and opened her eyes. “How was your day?” Mike asked as he glanced at her with interest. He looked as though he wanted to research on her. “I remember the meeting schedule, you don’t need to call me every time just because I missed it once. It will take time for me to travel from one city to another.”...

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“Last Train” by Shane Lagrange Lagrange

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Last Train By Shane LaGrange Start your story with someone sitting on a crowded train and end it with them looking over beautiful natural scenery. William Morriss, fifty, and balding, glanced nervously at this watch for the umpteenth time, as the train raced along its tracks. He momentary took a look at a mother and her two children, a boy and a girl. Lulled to sleep by the swaying motion of the train, her arms were around them. Next to him, a young man in torn jeans. He was twilling a skateboard on its end. Morriss could tell he was a...

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“Golden threads” by Layla Smith

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The seat is slowly warming under me, I feel the worn plastic scraping against the thick coat that envelops me as each twist and turn of the tracks sends me listing in a certain direction. The bubble of silence that surrounds me is broken when the train slides to a stop, reaching its next station. The once empty carriage fills with people, businessmen, and working women, elderly couples, and young reckless teens. The silence that surrounded me only moments ago is replaced by the busy chatter of life. Phone calls and hushed whispers, bubbling ...

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“A Train Bound for Nowhere” by Ed Westhoven

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A Train Bound for Nowhere Charlie Malone let out a sigh. He was packed and ready to travel. The destination, however, had him filled with dread. Spending three days at his brother’s house in Idaho was not going to be easy. First, his home was miles away from any major town. Charlie knew that boredom would overcome him within thirty minutes. However, the bigger problem was Ralph. The two siblings had never gotten along. Ralph was the older of the...

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“Rancour” by Gee Mawea

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Content warning: mention of ethnic cleansing, abortion, suicide She was trying her best to avoid eye contact with the rogue looking man in the train. It was best to avoid such people as such a crowded place would guarantee all sorts of people. She didn't have a choice either as the train was the cheapest mode of transport and a few dollars were all she had left. At least she had a seat next to the window, where she tried to impersonate her favorite actress and look out to a world so cruel, maybe there would be a sign....

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“Make-Believe” by Catherine Oakes

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The trains revolting smell woke me up. There had to be a hundred or more people on the train. How long have I been here? I tried to drain out the noise with music, but it was too noisy. I wanted to crawl into a corner and disappear. Why did I have to go to this mysterious house anyway? I knew mom and dad were getting divorced, but I did not think they would send me to grandpa. I have not even met him before. I pulled out my book trying to see if the fairytales would calm me down. With musics vibe, I fell back into a slumber. ~ Suddenl...

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“Monday morning” by Ruby Steele

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Monday morning, grim faces line the sitting area even grimmer faces are to be seen on the people standing. A metal tin can of a square, holding to many people, makes its rattling way through the stations. The stench of a shattered bear bottle fills the small enclose, the breathing´s heavily restricted through the masks, the overhead light gives of a green tint, which spreads a dampened glow inside the train, dousing the seats and passengers in a sickish tint. The walls of said metal container are lined with graffiti smears, someone going by...

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“Reverie” by Sasan Sedighi

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Jack usually finished his work at 8:00 PM and got the 8:20 train at the central station downtown. He lived a walking distance from the last station, in a not well-to-do suburb, at the end of the northern line, over an hour’s ride, a world away from his workplace. That Friday night, the restaurant was unexpectedly busy with its usual customers and two large group bookings. Though he was exhausted, Jack stayed back. He needed the extra money. When finally customers left, and Jack finished his job for the night and left his workplace, Oregan...

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“Thank You” by Anna Weber

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Start your story with someone sitting on a crowded train and end it with them looking out over beautiful natural scenery. Buzz click hum. The wirr of engines. Buzz click hum. Mobil devises. Buzz click hum. Doors sliding open. Buzz click- Alana was quiet, head slumped on a window sill, eyes cast down, right toes tapping impatiently. Heavy coat. Hat pulled over forehead. It was dark. It was bright. It was quiet. It was loud. The man across Alana would say it was dark, burrowing through the tunnels at high speeds. He would say it was quie...

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“The Nephilim In The Furnace Dark(original rough draft; currently nearing novella length)” by E Moss

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Earlier that night: Everything these days could become available now nationwide for public seepage and disposal. So could trains, it seemed. There were many people there that night, important people. It wasn't just the advent for jetsam clouds overhead I'm afraid. At the end of the night all four boys, including me, would end up looking at nothing but moonlit candelabra in the whalelike belly of a sky, searchingly. But as of right now? At the beginning of all this ruckus? I sat mullioned as a vulturelike craning with a sunken larynx, f...

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“Trapped” by Eryn 003

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The sky weeps, it’s tears pitter-pattering on the roof as the crowded train I sit in speeds along the tracks. I turn my head just enough to see the fog outside. A grey blanket covers London in sorrow.We turn a corner and head into a tunnel.It happens too fast to process, my mind goes blank as a screeching noise rings in my ears. People fall around me. Screams fill the air with terror. I feel a sharp pain somewhere in side me when my body is yanked upwards.My eyes open to a blurry scene; rubble, bodies, metal and worst of all a crimson liquid...

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“Dirt On Treetops” by Ivy Kova

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"The one good thing about hitting rock bottom; the only other way is up."A rush of air escaped your lips, quicker than you can stifle them. You hardly noticed the few that glanced over in your direction, nor how your grip slackened around your backpack. If the train hadn't abruptly stopped and that old man with the briefcase hadn't stepped on your toe, you wouldn't have noticed this to be your stop. You glance up, meeting a few gazes that flitted away as quickly as they were found; you stared at the open doors, inviting you on your regular r...

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“Out the Window” by Satya S.

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My legs carried me through the narrow aisle of the train. Darting my eyes from left to right, I scanned for an isolated area. Boisterous figures spewed from the cabin doors as I passed. Each cabin seemed unappealing as the previous one, filled to the brim with commotion. As I neared the end of the train, still seeking the best choice, I settled in the third cabin from the back on the left side. Inside, there were six seats, three on each side. Only one remained, next to the window. Stumbling over passengers, I muttered apologies. Finally, la...

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“Train to Chicago” by Clara Martin

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It was 10:00 a.m. Tuesday, November 26, 2019, when Austin Green boarded the Amtrak train from Milwaukee to Chicago. Austin was going home to see his parents for the Thanksgiving holidays. It had been over a year since he had seen them in person. He had talked on the telephone with him about every other weekend. Austin was a senior at Milwaukee University as a Fine Arts major. The train ride to Chicago was pack to capacity that morning. As he boarded to train he found a window seat midways the train. Austin put his larger baggage in the ...

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“Down Train” by Ernst Muller

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“How did I get here?” He wonders, utterly confused. “I remember leaving the city in a slow and dirty train.” he muses, “The scenes we passed were dismal and bleak, the very essence of the world we knew would come soon, which could have been avoided… and yet, we allowed, because we were so desperately in love with our own wealth, power, convenience and short-term profits! He finds himself alone in the railway carriage. The scene outside is of a wide, dry and yellow field. Far in the distance, he spots… what? A patch of green? He gets up...

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Start your story with someone sitting on a crowded train and end it with them looking out over beautiful natural scenery.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 258 stories

“GWatch ” by LIKITHA M S

“Last Train” by Shane Lagrange Lagrange

“Golden threads” by Layla Smith

“A Train Bound for Nowhere” by Ed Westhoven

“Rancour” by Gee Mawea

“Make-Believe” by Catherine Oakes

“Monday morning” by Ruby Steele

“Reverie” by Sasan Sedighi

“Thank You” by Anna Weber

“The Nephilim In The Furnace Dark(original rough draft; currently nearing novella length)” by E Moss

“Trapped” by Eryn 003

“Dirt On Treetops” by Ivy Kova

“Out the Window” by Satya S.

“Train to Chicago” by Clara Martin

“Down Train” by Ernst Muller

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Write a story that weaves together multiple lives through their connection to a particular tree.

Write a story in which an endangered species (of plant or animal) plays a central role.

Set your story in a world living with the consequences of a climate apocalypse.

Write about a community that worships Mother Nature.

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