You made a promise to yourself you'd finally do it on the first day of spring. Today was the day.

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“My date.” by Saranglogy R

I heard people says that time runs fast, but I never believed it. Because it's been only two months after Jack left me, but it looks like it's been several years. He was a good guy, who always cared for me before his own self. And maybe that's the reason he left me without taking care of himself.He was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, and when we found, he was on last stage. We were so happy and never thought something like this would occur, and turned our lives upside down. Last few months were difficult for both of us but we tri...

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“One Last Time” by Emili Silvi

Remember that friend that you ate ice cream with? That friend that was there when you learned to ride a bike? That friend that helped you with math and sneaked you candy and went through the trouble of sending actual paper letters through the mail when your phone got taken away and you couldn't text them? Remember? Well, I had that friend. I had that friend who would always push me to do greater things, who inspired me, who made me feel good about myself in my darkest days. And remember how you made promises to each other? ...

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“Songbird Sally” by Tim Law

It was finally here, the first day of the season of Spring. Four, almost five years of Sally’s childhood life had been waiting for this special day. For this would be the day she would lose her thick head of wavy chestnut hair and help raise desperately needed funds for the Cancer Council’s hunt for a still illusive cure. Since the tender age of eight Sally had truly hated cancer. She had watched her dad’s own battle with the dreaded disease attacking his lung. An adoring daughter, Sally took it hard as she witnessed her father losing his...

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“"Writing a letter to my old self in the future"” by Tyra Johnson

Amanda Brown.234 Coven JohnGuyana, Georgetown.17th June 2016.Dear, 'Amanda'It's your younger self writing to you. I don't know if you may have trouble with memory problems like most old people; so I want to remind you that I wrote this letter to you when you were 16 years old teenager girl sitting on your bed in the bedroom.I want to give you a reminder of your young self; you love to eat bake macaroni and cheesecake, favourite colour is pink, you attended the Western high school, you love singing...

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“~GOODBYES & WOODEN CHESTS~” by Hannah _ Jane

‍I woke up to the hushed patter of rain and rumble of thunder . A feeble white light was the only thing illuminating the space between the four pastel-green walls . It was the first day of spring .Without thinking , I pulled the large duvet over my face trying to suffocate myself with it. My reflexes took over and I shot up ,gasping heavily . I peered weakly at the time on my digital clock with my one working eye . Tears threatened to appear, I pushed them back. Soon it was time for me to leave . I hauled the duvet off me and looked down ...

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“Time Changes Yesterday.” by Ndekwoh Ojen

I awake suddenly, with my left hand placed firmly below my left breast. I don't quite know the symptoms of a heart attack but I feel I'm not so far from one. I've been experiencing these feelings more frequently for the past four months. I manage to lie back on the bed with just my body while my mind stands at attention like a gallant soldier, trapped in its repetitive and ultimately self-defeating thought arcs.Tom sent me a mail to inform me that he was going to call me up today before coming over. We haven't really met and today ...

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“Redemption” by Neha Dubhashi

The sun rose early, but Leila’s alarm clock came first in the race to annoy her. She felt a strong kinship with Anna from Frozen. Strands of russet-colored hair lay strewn on her face, tickling her nose, adding dry flavor to her tongue. It was a new day, and all Leila wanted to do was burrow down in the comforting grey of her quilts. Regret and desolation could be her company. Groaning, Leila threw the quilts off herself and slammed the briinngingg red alarm clock. It was like a movie scene. She stubbed her t...

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“The Power of Illusion” by Hamadryad 77

They were painting the walls green. "We're going to use it as a green screen," Georgio, that slightly black Italian kid, said to me. I'd asked him for an answer with my green eyes. My momma said jade green eyes like mine are rare and usually only seen in books, chosen by the author to give a character a striking appearance. I didn't know what she meant by 'see' in a book. After my uncle Steven gave me The Wizard of Oz I understood. All day the painting went on. Looking into the roadside clubhouse, I was fixed to...

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“Grandmother's Story” by Samadhee Ismail

I sit in front of the laptop, staring at the screen in front of me. I have put some music on, listening to Chopin. My grandmother loved Chopin and she used to play some Chopin's pieces on the piano. I wished I had learned some of the Chopin's pieces. My favorite one was Etude Op 25, No. 1 in A flat major. My grandmother, used to play this etude all the time.I look at the tattered book that is lying on the table. The book, a diary belonged to my grandmother. After my grandmother died about a year ago, it was found in a seal...

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“Better Friends” by Deborah Mercer

There was no escaping the fact. It was now spring, and no longer open to interpretation. According to the weather forecasters it had been spring from the 1st of March, what they called meteorological spring. But the fact that there were sub-zero temperatures made it easy to ignore that and say it was just some made-up date. It’s not spring at all yet, thought Karen, looking at the computerised snowflakes on the weather chart on Breakfast TV and thinking that even the forecaster seeme...

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“Garden Of Iris” by Temnit Meshesha

I watch sweet Fred wakes up to the blooming of his flowers every morning at dawn. Sometimes he’ll forget to brush his teeth in the morning or take a shower but he’d never forget to check on his flowers. He’d feed them water with his dry, wrinkly hands, gave them food to eat when his stomach growled and prepared them for the sun while he made his way back inside his house. I know this since I live across the street from him. And that’s how far I plan to stay away from him. He doesn’t know me at all, yet, I’ve known him for many years. I’ve...

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“Something Out of a Dream ” by Megan Adams

He promised himself that he would do it on the first day of spring, and today was that day. He knew what had to be done, but he didn’t know how he was going to do it. Adam looked down at the little black box on the counter, knowing what was inside. He’s been looking at it every day for the past three months, saying “Not today, maybe tomorrow”. Even Chloe’s parents have been growing impatient with his procrastination.

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“ SNOW IS A FOUR LETTER WORD” by Christina Albig Janz

At New Years I'd made myself a fabulous resolution and I'd made it to be accomplished on April first, my definition of the first day of spring. I'd really proved how clever I was with the brilliant revelation that no one ever keeps resolutions in January and February when everyone and their donkey is down with the winter ultramarines. As my friends all fell off their high tower resolutions, broken diets, broken gym appointments, et cetera, I smugly explained my own genius plan and left them gawking. Well, today was the ...

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“Bluebell Weeds” by Melodie Karczewski

I thought they were weeds. They were in my front garden, leaves first, and I thought about pulling them. If I’m being truly honest with myself, I hardly entertained the idea. This was because, years ago, when I bought soil and pots and seeds, the end result was devastating because instead of a raspberry bush I’d grown a large weed. My eldest sister pointed it out and therefore, I was in huge denial for a long time, continuing to water it, with some suspicion. This reminds me of how some reptiles...

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“Spring-Loaded” by Joshua Hopper

They say that nothing good ever happens after midnight, but I was sure that I’d be the exception. The TV was on in the background, an episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S was trying relentlessly to convince me that it was a comedy by bland, repetitive laugh tracks. Why did I watch that show? I guess it had something to do with peer pressure. It was taboo to dislike the popular shows. If you said you disliked anything that the general population adored, then it would be in your best interest to sleep behind locked doors and boarded-up windows with a 2...

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You made a promise to yourself you'd finally do it on the first day of spring. Today was the day.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 146 stories

“My date.” by Saranglogy R

“One Last Time” by Emili Silvi

“Songbird Sally” by Tim Law

“"Writing a letter to my old self in the future"” by Tyra Johnson

“~GOODBYES & WOODEN CHESTS~” by Hannah _ Jane

“Time Changes Yesterday.” by Ndekwoh Ojen

“Redemption” by Neha Dubhashi

“The Power of Illusion” by Hamadryad 77

“Grandmother's Story” by Samadhee Ismail

“Better Friends” by Deborah Mercer

“Garden Of Iris” by Temnit Meshesha

“Something Out of a Dream ” by Megan Adams

“ SNOW IS A FOUR LETTER WORD” by Christina Albig Janz

“Bluebell Weeds” by Melodie Karczewski

“Spring-Loaded” by Joshua Hopper

🌟 Similar prompts

Before bed, you put your clock ahead one hour for daylight saving time. When you wake up, you realize you've gone forward a lot more than one hour.

Write a story that takes place at a spring dance.

Write a story about someone who finds something interesting peeking out from a melting snowbank.

Write a story about someone walking through a park on a spring evening, told only through internal monologue.

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