Write about a character coming out of a long hibernation (either literal or metaphorical).

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“Death of the Green Man” by Teresa Garcia Or Amehana Arashi

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Green grass stretched lengthening arms to the cerulean sky. The day jewel shone down with warmth on those below in the park that busily sang and wove the celebratory garlands into the boughs of the trees. Sleepy dryads hummed back from the trees and opened their eyes, only stepping out a short way to lean against their tree boles after waking enough. The tails of each creature wagged softly back and forth while the count was made. An hour passed as the air grew heavier with song during the count. Each tree was discovered both alive after t...

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“Lucky's Hibernation” by Emerson Couch

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Lucky woke up with a yawn already forming. She stumbled out of bed and down the stairs to her kitchen, where she found her dogs asleep by the fireplace. It was spring, they should be waking up anytime now. Lucky had been accustomed to missing winter for four years, a habit she had picked up when she ‘accidentally’ got into a fight with a girl who had been bullying her best friend. The bully had a ‘fairy godmother’ as it seemed, and Lucky had been punished. Her favorite season was the winter. It was cold, it was snowy, blissful,...

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“The Rimber Park Killer” by Deveon Lynn

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The clear yellow sun awoke the little butterflies in the bright green Rimber park. The marron benches stood up gleaming rays of delight as the house flies spoke woe. The mighty little trees looked upon the tiny little purple orchids as they look at the disgusted Timmy. Little specks of water splashed all over Timmy's new outfit as he threw a pebble at the iconic pond filled with scant water. He woke up, wished the great god of light, sun by bowing down and went jogging to the park where people appeared out of nowhere to sing, dance and laugh...

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“WE ARE ONE” by Leslie Farrell

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He was moving. I AM were the first words he heard. He could feel the cold all around him and a shroud covering him head to toe. It began to shrink until it was no longer there. He began to ask himself how long he had been there. He knew only that he had been there longer than he could count. He tried to remember how he came to be here but there were no answers.Finally, he could feel his fingers and began moving them up and down. Tingling sensations emerged. He opened his eyes, moved his mouth and felt the sensation of breathin...

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“It's time” by Karei Julia

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It's time A glimmer of the morning sun caressed my cheek and a calm breeze flew into my room to let me know that it was time. Here we go again, I thought to myself. I could have cried floods the night before, and the night before that, and I knew that every time I opened my eyes in the morning, it would feel like I was ripping the skin off of them. It hurt, but not quite as much as it would have if I hadn’t cried at all. Sometimes I would just lay there by myself with my eyes closed just staring at the crimson-tinged colour separating me f...

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“My Boy Henry” by Natalie Sherer

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It was early morning when I was sitting at a park near the Ocean watching as the waves grew and crashed when I began to hear a voice. It first felt like my imagination, but this time I felt something wasn’t right. I tried to remember which direction the voice came from and I headed in that direction. I headed to the road where the voice got louder, but not loud enough for me to understand, I began walking down the road. Then in the distance I saw someone, small, running towards me, out of breath but trying to say something. I ran towa...

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“Bumblebee” by Evi T

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“What are you doing?” I hear my partner ask me, startled.I freeze for a moment, looking at her and then turning to look at the pan in my hand. “Why? Did anything happen?” I respond a bit concerned. Did I use a dirty spatula? But, it looks fine. Why does she look so stunned, then?“Nothing, nothing. It’s just… Are you cooking breakfast?” she looks as if she’s run into a bear in the woods and doesn’t want to make any sudden moves. “By… yourself?”I get it now. I relax my body. “Yes, I was feeling a bit better today.” I smile at her. She smiles b...

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“I'm lost” by Snjeguljica 33

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Zero still wonder where Jude was and what he is doing now. He knows exactly where he has made a mistake, but he is not sure if he would have done it differently now after two months. He tried, God witnessed him, took a cell phone several times to call or send the message, then he changed his mind and just dropped it down. What he could offer Jude at all? A boy from orphanage with traumas which has not yet cured. Bad boy LA Devil. A lost boy who did not know what love was. Then he would fall into bad days and do what he knew best. He slipped ...

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“Bubbly is my alias ” by Emmanuelle Shemko

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Author’s note: use of explicit language; Trigger warning: depression, anxiety, addiction and suicidal tendencies/ thoughts I see my reflection in the mirror, but I don’t see me. Jeez, I think to myself, I look like I died and came back to life. To be quite honest, that’s how I felt too. My body ached; I hadn’t left my bed all weekend, even to relieve myself properly. My mom, kind as she is, changed my sheets for me, asking carefully if I would roll over so she could grab the side I lay on. This morning she came into ...

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“Reflection ” by Casey Brown

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I look at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. Was I ready? Did I want to do this again? Can my heart bear it? The buzzing of my cellphone on the sink's edge zones me back into my reality. It was Mama. "Hello." I listen as she talks about her day and I reply back when she asks me about my day, but I know she is wanting to ask me if I was still going to come out to the neighborhood's get-together for an old friend's retirement. "I'm still coming Mama." I could hear the joy in her voice, as we end the call. I walk from the bathroom into my ad...

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“Levitate” by Ishita Nigam

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Shanaya caressed her bald scalp for the millionth time. She missed her hazelnut lustrous hair. Chemotherapy had taken away her beauty. Or so she thought.Shanaya’s world had come crashing down ten months back. She was sitting with Dr Singh when he had broken the news to her.She was diagnosed with Stage III stomach cancer. She still had a seventy percent chance of survival though.Such news is always earth-shattering. It was a bit more than that for Shanaya. She had no family history of cancer and her lifestyle had been fine too. She loved cook...

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“Bubbles” by Anna Weber

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Write about a character coming out of a long hibernation (either literal or metaphorical). Dull monotone voices bouncing over my head. A bright white screen projecting flat images of cartoon characters explaining how to solve systems of equations. The teachers had really given up this year. Falling back on old videos they had dug up from the depths of the internet. My mask itched. My breath was hot. I had to pee. I rested my head on my hands, letting my fingers weave through my scalp. I pulled at my hair, lightly tugging at the roots of the ...

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“Awake!” by Chris Culpepper

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"Five more minutes," I say as the loud horn rattles me out of the darkness of slumber. My eyes flutter open to the brightness of day. I know it will take some time to get used to this. It always does. Each year, I sleep through the coldest part of the winter. You see, I am a bear, a Grizzly Bear to be specific. Now before you take off running, allow me to introduce myself. My full name is Ursus Arctos Horribilis. The ladies call me "Horrible Arc," and when I first wake up, I gotta tell ya, that description is right on the money. You t...

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“Once Upon A Time” by Maria Blackman

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Once upon a time, I was an ordinary girl. Well, ordinary in the sense that I woke in the morning, ate and talked and played during the daytime, then slept at night. I was (am), after all, the princess. As others have pointed out, my life is far removed from the ordinary lives of the common people. I like to believe that apart from my inherited wealth and royalty, I was (am, I am!) still an ordinary girl. But there must be some reasoning behind my fame and fortune, otherwise, why do I feature in these tales so often? How these years drag on...

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“A Dream Sequence” by Anomitra Paul

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A Dream Sequence I lay on the grass, watching the clouds move across the sky above me. I wanted to reach out and touch its silver-blue edges. I tried to move my arms, but they were tied to the platform on which I lay. I had not realized I was bound to the platform until a minute ago. I lay still as the clouds shifted and made way for a scarlet haze; a stifling heat took hold of the air. I looked to my right and thousands of eyes stared back at me. I saw my parents somewhere in the audience. I saw someone else whose presence I could not fat...

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Write about a character coming out of a long hibernation (either literal or metaphorical).

Submissions are closed

✍️ 158 stories

“Death of the Green Man” by Teresa Garcia Or Amehana Arashi

“Lucky's Hibernation” by Emerson Couch

“The Rimber Park Killer” by Deveon Lynn

“WE ARE ONE” by Leslie Farrell

“It's time” by Karei Julia

“My Boy Henry” by Natalie Sherer

“Bumblebee” by Evi T

“I'm lost” by Snjeguljica 33

“Bubbly is my alias ” by Emmanuelle Shemko

“Reflection ” by Casey Brown

“Levitate” by Ishita Nigam

“Bubbles” by Anna Weber

“Awake!” by Chris Culpepper

“Once Upon A Time” by Maria Blackman

“A Dream Sequence” by Anomitra Paul

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Set your story at a park during a spring festival.

Write a fairy tale about someone who can communicate with woodland creatures.

Start your story with one character pointing out the first sign of spring to another.

Write a story where flowers play a central role.

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