End your story with somebody stepping out into the sunshine.

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“Dracula in the Morning” by Story Time

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My doctor told me that a lot of the whole “I burn up in the sun” fear that I have is, you know, just that. It’s a fear. A fear that’s rooted in trauma, because, you know, when the villagers would come, they would come with torches, and so now, I associate fire or fire-like things with destruction and harm. And, you know, if I only lived a natural life, then I would only see that fear grow to include, um, you know, obviously, fire, and, like, maybe matches? But when you’ve been around as long as I have it expands--the fear--it expands, ...

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“Don't” by Yvette Li

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**Warning, child abuse** Don’t talk unless spoken to. Madam says my voice is disgusting. Kevin calls her mother, but when I tried she slapped me. She said she wasn’t the mother of a bastard. That I was a mistake, that she was forced against her will. I don’t understand. Kevin calls Sir, father. I wanted to see how that word felt, but he pulled out his belt and hit me. I taught myself language one day. Sir and Madam were furious. They tied me up and hit me with what looked like a long rope. A whip, yes, that’s what they called it. They ...

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“Another Chance at Life” by Kathleen Fine

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Sally Birmingham shouldn’t be driving; she knows. She drank three big glasses of red wine at dinner earlier and is still feeling a little tipsy. But when Charles mentioned his mother, Bridget, is coming over for brunch tomorrow, she realized she had completely forgotten the eggs for the quiche. Bridget is so Hoity toity that if Sally doesn’t have a quiche with Sunday brunch, she will never hear the end of it. So here she is, drinking and driving on a Saturday at almost midnight. She pulls into the local grocery store, making sure to park her...

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“We're only Passers-by” by Onisha Sitaula

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It was 1:30 A.M on a rainy Wednesday when I woke up to the tingling sound of a thermometer. I'm a light sleeper, I've always been one. I followed the sound and walked to the other side of the hallway where mama lay on the couch – her skin hot to the touch and her eyes a bit teary. I could make out that she was trying her best to hide the fact that she was in a lot of discomfort, and also a little terrified. It'd been two days since papa and my sister had come down with fever- a high-grade one. And now it was her. I handed her an acetam...

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“The Storm Queen ” by Svara Narasiah

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In Honeyrain, there was no summer. Clouds would shield the world from the sun, depriving its inhabitants of sunshine and making the land go dark. The once-green grass was dimmed to an ugly brown, and the people, who used to wear gorgeous smiles on their faces, walked with their heads downwards and their mouths in a straight grim line. If one was to visit Honeyrain, all they would see was a big flat plain with various houses and other buildings scattered around. Often they would feel the cold splatter of rain on their faces, or hear thunder...

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“Of Little Light” by Jasey Lovegood

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OF LITTLE LIGHTTrigger warning: Self-harmIn a dark world like hers, Harlow couldn’t stand the light. It was difficult to withstand the brightness when her whole life was covered by an eclipse. She was afraid the light would kill her if she was exposed to it for too long. Her bedroom door suddenly opened, breaking her thoughts.“Hannah, breakfast.” Her mother called, and Harlow abruptly sat up in bed. She wasn’t Hannah, was she? How long had she been in this room if she had forgotten her own name? For a second, she wanted to burst out of her r...

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“wishes vs. storms ” by Claire Huettl

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Icy wind slashed at his face and the air turned black around him. David squeezed her hand trying hard not to lose her but he could feel her fingers slipping away. He tried to run after her but his feet were no longer on the ground. The black wind spiral lifted him off the ground and high into the sky spinning around and around, David curled into a little ball and squeezed his eyes shut, wishing to be back on the ground. he opened his eyes and, slowly he started drifting toward the ground, his wish the only thing in his head, until he saw Kat...

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“"Hymns Of Sorrow"” by IStole YourToast

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Title 1: "Rebela"She held up the flower with tempting hands and inhaled its fumes with rising anticipation. A sweet savory smell poured into her nostrils pleasing every sense of self she could muster. She looked at the flower; eyes staring with wide pupils. The sunlight poured into her eyes and got lost in the abyss the pupil's darkness. She could feel the rush of blood around her heart. She gazed upon its white membrane like petals that danced around purple branch like stems protruding from the center and held it gently around its green ste...

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“Brown Leather Couch” by Deborah Angevin

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To Bella, My legs were on the brown leather couch, but my mind was somewhere else. Your dad was standing in front of me, handed me a mug of tea, prompted me to take the drink with his eye. And so I did. And as I reached out my hand, I could see the red colour left on my fingertips. Dried, yet clearly contrasted itself to the white mug in my palm. And I was once again, reminded of you. And the gruesome scene I had just viewed a few hours ago. The red colour was wet and warm, yet clearly contrasted itself to your pale white skin and cold...

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“most people do not realize they have not seen real sunshine since 2000. ” by Clinton Siegle

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Sunlight- I miss you really I do. Up bright in the sky light I miss that sunlight. Makes me wonder. So do you I suppose. I wonder about you. During the summer sun shine you look at things and wonder about this is this or that is that. Not paying attention. Not caring really about what is about to befall mankind. I like that about summer time light. Makes you forget about everyone trying to kill you. Kill you? What do you live in a game? Laughter of course I do.. I live just as you do. In a game. You do not realize it but yo are playing in it...

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“The First Light” by R S Harshini

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It was past midnight. She stood there in full light seeing her patient slipping into unconsciousness for the last time. She knew it was time. The 10-year-old girl had gone through a lot – her past years in pain and grief. She held the scalpel in her gloved hands and nodded to her assistants as they worked on machines that monitored her vitals. A streak of sweat passed down her forehead as she looked at the clueless face, wondering if she could ever see her smile again. Her brain was undeterred on the task at hand, but her mind pulled d...

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“Slay the dragon” by Hylan Durham

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Disclaimer: This story deals with mentions of death, self-harm, and depression. If these topics disturb, or could disturb you please avoid reading. This account is personal to my family and I hope if you are reading this and are facing your own dragon, remember youre not alone. This story is something ive worked on a for a while in my life. I hope you enjoy it and see the message I am trying to convey. Falling, that's all I remember. I don't think there has been a time where the falling wasn't there since the accident. This primal fear r...

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“The New Revelations ” by Babika Goel

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“Why don’t you live with your wife?” Adra asked Ahmed, without sounding curious.“It is a long story, but I will try to cut it short. It was just last year I was searching for some documents on my wife’s laptop that I came across a few hundred texts and many intimate emails between my wife and an old friend of hers. So this was not about one secret message but several. And then she had been meeting her not once, but several times in a week. I had unearthed a secret affair. ”“Wait! then her lover is a woman? Now this cannot overshadow your mar...

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“The Final Verdict” by Jenyfer Pegg

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"Ms. Davis? Are you alright?" My eyes flashed up to my lawyer, waiting and ready to finish my defense. Her question asked for an answer I thought was obvious. No, I was not okay. I could feel his eyes boring into me from where he sat at the prosecution table and waiting for me to take one look at him. I had to focus on the glass of water sitting by my hand so I wouldn't look at him. And there was a battle going on in my brain, because I knew I shouldn’t look at him, but every part of me wanted to. He was someone I loved. But that's the t...

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“Gene's Sunshine” by Graham Kinross

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The vampire and I have been partners in exile for a long time now. Gene is stoic. She doesn’t complain. Not with words at least. She’s red hair, brown eyes, pale skin, and a frown. There are people in all our lives we never forget, no matter how long ago we lost them. She carries the pain of those losses in her eyes. Oddly I don’t think the loss of family stung her as much as the man she never expected to find. Gene talks about her mother and father, her older sisters. She never mentions him. He is the look in her eye...

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End your story with somebody stepping out into the sunshine.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 211 stories

“Dracula in the Morning” by Story Time

“Don't” by Yvette Li

“Another Chance at Life” by Kathleen Fine

“We're only Passers-by” by Onisha Sitaula

“The Storm Queen ” by Svara Narasiah

“Of Little Light” by Jasey Lovegood

“wishes vs. storms ” by Claire Huettl

“"Hymns Of Sorrow"” by IStole YourToast

“Brown Leather Couch” by Deborah Angevin

“most people do not realize they have not seen real sunshine since 2000. ” by Clinton Siegle

“The First Light” by R S Harshini

“Slay the dragon” by Hylan Durham

“The New Revelations ” by Babika Goel

“The Final Verdict” by Jenyfer Pegg

“Gene's Sunshine” by Graham Kinross

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