End your story with someone saying: “What a day.”

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“Mark's Drawing” by Sam Joseph

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“Aftermath” by Emilie Halford

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If there’s one thing that the large military hospital found at the heart of Camp Bastion is missing, it’s a half decent waiting room. For those unfortunate enough to find themselves waiting around for an update on a fallen soldier, an injured insurgent or, rarely, wounded civilians, there are only two options, and neither are particularly comfortable. The first option, and most popular choice, is the small room that had once been used to store medical supplies and an old ultrasound machine. It now houses three hard, plastic chairs that remin...

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“What a Day” by Kenithia Briggs

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Janelle grabbed her coffee from the barista and ran out of the coffee shop. Usually, her order would be waiting on the drink stand, ordered and paid in the app. Today, of all days, her phone wasn’t charged. Janelle thought about skipping the coffee shop but quickly remembered the taste of coffee grinds usually found in the office community pot. Janelle let out a deep sigh and an exasperated yell as the bus sped right pass her. The time spent waiting in line at the coffee shop quickly pushed her from barely arriving to the office on time to ...

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“Rain Boots” by Andrea Moya

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The rain surrounded me in a gray haze creating an almost solid barrier between the building’s entrance and my car in the parking lot. I was stuck in the no man’s land of the covered entryway of my office, barely protected from the streams pouring down the sides of the roof and splatter from the puddles. Why did I even wear the boots if I was going to get wet anyway?I tried to will myself forward, to cross the threshold but I stayed rooted in place. My feet, encased in a pair of purple and pink galoshes with a wildflower pattern, slick and sh...

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“Nautical Neophytes” by David Hampton

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It was summer of 1976 in Springfield, Missouri. Jeff and I were at the Village Inn Pancake House. It was nearly midnight on a Friday and we were knocking down breakfast, which had become a weekend tradition after knocking down several beers at the Alibi Lounge. During that era in Smalltown, USA the Inn was about the only place you could get breakfast at that time of night. I normally had bacon and eggs with biscuits and gravy. Jeff, on the other hand, would always...ALWAYS order pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream on top. Plus, extr...

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“Glitter” by Maeve Riley

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For no apparent reason, the day sparkled from the moment I woke up. My sweetheart, Jake, and I were staying with friends who lived in the mountains. The plan that day was to go on a big bike ride that would end at a swimming hole. I, twenty-nine at the time, had yet to master the art of riding bicycles, so I made an adjusted plan. I was to drive out ahead of them and park at the trail head, then hike in to the swimming hole. It was going to be timed in such a way that they would find me when I was about halfway to the water. I set ou...

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“Kate's Song” by Marcia H.

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They say there is nothing like a woman scorned. This woman was well beyond scorned. Kate waited outside of a ugly dull brown apartment building in her car. She had turned off the motor and was in disguise somewhat. She had on a blonde wig that looked like it was ready for Halloween and some dark sunglasses. She hoped that nobody she knew would notice her or recognize her, especially her soon to be ex-husband, Don, if she was right. She sat there for about an hour just waiting. People came and went in and out of the building. She saw little k...

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“A Tuscan Tale” by Andrea Doig

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His shadow moved over her, while drops of cool water fell from his body onto her warm skin. Was her skin hot from the sun beating down on her, or because of his proximity? Probably both she decided with a lazy smile. She could not be happier right here, right now, in this glorious sun-drenched moment. Things had been rocky between her and Matthew in the weeks leading up to this holiday. If she was honest with herself, things had been rocky for some time now. Nostalgic thoughts would wash over her unexpectedly and she often wished they...

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“Hard Run” by Nathan Chandler

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2081 Zahara Colony Artemis Site Montel pulled the lever back to the off position, causing the drilling arm to stop. Before him was a once-pristine slab of rock now punctured by drill bits and heavy machinery. The cameras on the drilling rig zoomed in closer. Small slivers of reddish-pink minerals were now exposed. Arderium 2 was discovered during humanity’s first colonization attempt 52 years ago. This mineral was essential to NextGen hardware and computerized systems. “Andromeda,” Montel said to his display monitors. A commun...

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“A Perfect Sunday” by Kari Larsen

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Lucy sat alone staring out at Stanley’s bird feeders. She had been married to Stanley for what felt like many years, but in reality it had only been three. They dated for six months before Stanley proposed after a chicken dinner that Lucy had made. Lucy had always pictured a movie type proposal, the ring in her champagne glass at a fancy restaurant, or on top of the Empire State Building with a crowd of onlookers cheering when she said yes. Being home alone was also nice Lucy thought. She didn’t have to worry about getting dressed up or cryi...

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“The Curse of Sentimental Attraction” by Gary Robinson

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Val leaned over her plate of bacon and inhaled. Her eyes were closed. She was smiling. “I love the smell of bacon and coffee. It reminds me of my grandmother’s house. Walking into her kitchen was like walking into a big hug.”Gary leaned back in the diner booth. A warm, tingling sensation filled his body. “I love how sentimental you are. It truly moves me,” he shared.They were on their first date. It went longer than they both imagined.“Isn’t late-night breakfast the best?” She drank her coffee slowly. Her countenance captured Gary’s att...

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“It was a going to be a long day” by Sarah Brand

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It was a long day already but the day wasn't over not by a long shot. There was just so many things that happened so I am not sure where to begin. Firstly I woke up at three o'clock in the morning as my cat Hokey Pokey decided that he would jump on the ledge behind me and scare me chasing a mouse, which scared me more than the cat jumping on the ledge. Then at five o'clock my water hose in my bathroom decided that it would break and there was water everywhere. I finally got up turned the water off and went back to bed, I thought to myself ...

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“No Good Deed” by Sarah Atique

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I’m getting tired of cleaning up my own blood. That’s not to say I want someone else to do it for me, but when most nights end with an assortment of cuts, bruises, and varying depths of puncture wounds peppered all over your form, that once easily startled spike in adrenaline starts to wane. In the mirror, crimson seeping lesions and I stare at each other with weary disappointment. And yet, we do our song and dance. We both protest like petulant children when I clean them; them with stings and pinpricks and I, begrudgingly wondering why inju...

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“A Housekeeper's Hand” by El Collado

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I remember the drive in the black Honda from Puerto Plata to Santiago. The car was filled with a cool lime scent. My bro had gotten sick so my aunt whipped the car to a stop at a pulperia to get a whole load of limes. In the car, she reached into the compartment board and took out a heavy vaporous rubbing ointment. Abuela holding el “bee-baporu” (a.k.a. Vicks Vaporub) opened its green lime-colored cover and dipped her index finger in it and passed it along Charlie’s forehead, rubbing it in with her palm. My face in the backseat got the inte...

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“A Matter of Family” by Catherine Douglas

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Warmer, nicer weather wasn’t a good combination with a prisoner-of-war camp, where no one could leave. The British POWs who had been at Stalag V C for a few years now were used to it, while newer arrivals like Sergeant Plundell found themselves pacing the perimeter of camp more frequently. At least they were able to stay outside longer. The sun still being out after dinner felt strange after the many long and dark winter months. As the sky began turning all shades of red, pink, and orange, Plundell wandered over to where one of the guards,...

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End your story with someone saying: “What a day.”

Submissions are closed

✍️ 40 stories

“Mark's Drawing” by Sam Joseph

“Aftermath” by Emilie Halford

“What a Day” by Kenithia Briggs

“Rain Boots” by Andrea Moya

“Nautical Neophytes” by David Hampton

“Glitter” by Maeve Riley

“Kate's Song” by Marcia H.

“A Tuscan Tale” by Andrea Doig

“Hard Run” by Nathan Chandler

“A Perfect Sunday” by Kari Larsen

“The Curse of Sentimental Attraction” by Gary Robinson

“It was a going to be a long day” by Sarah Brand

“No Good Deed” by Sarah Atique

“A Housekeeper's Hand” by El Collado

“A Matter of Family” by Catherine Douglas

🌟 Similar prompts

Set your story on a day when the sun never sets.

Write a story about an afternoon picnic gone wrong.

Write about a character who doesn’t want to go to sleep.

Write about light returning to a place that has been deprived of it for a long time, literally or figuratively.

Contest #138

Enter our weekly contest!

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