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Write a story about a summer afternoon spent in a treehouse.

Posted in Summer on Oct 26, 2022

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“Way Up Above” by Shawn O'Connor

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It became a ritual; tradition. Every summer when school finally released us back into the wild, we would spend the majority of our days high above the rest of the world, looking down upon the peasants of Collier County from our tree house in the sky. And today was no different. I finished eating breakfast with my parents and practically flew out the back letting the screen door slam behind me. I could faintly hear my mother’s warnings about slamming doors come from inside but I couldn’t possibly concern myself with that right now as there w...

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“The Unknown Last” by Jason Cangemi

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Sometimes things happen in our lives for the last time, and we don't even know it. This is a story of one such event, which took place on a hot summer day in a tree house. Jimmy helped his father build it when he was 10, and it had served as the meeting place for him and his three best friends for over five years. His father was a carpenter by trade, and the tree house was a reflection of that. It was large enough that it protruded outward from the tree in such a way as to require two support posts embedded in the ground ...

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“The treehouse ” by Jess Smith

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I looked down from my treehouse and the rain fell hard. This would be the last time I would stand in this treehouse. Tomorrow I would be off to college and I was going to spend today in my favorite place, my safe space. I looked around and each spot was a reminder of my childhood. The pirate map I had drawn with Peter Watson that one summer day was still hanging up and I picked it up. As kids we had pretended to be pirates searching for lost treasures on deserted islands, my dad had even left  an “X” spot below the treehouse that w...

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“The Treehouse” by Lydia Richter

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       “Jeffrey! What the fuck?” I screamed at my brother as I felt the icy water drip down the back of my shirt. I turned to smack him, but he was already halfway down the ladder of our treehouse. I felt the anger bubbling inside my chest and I let out a shriek to rival any banshee. I immediately flung myself down the ladder, skipping rungs left and right, and ready to pounce the moment my feet hit the ground. I could hear him laughing below me, and that only fueled my anger.     &...

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“The Lessons We Learn” by Maria Makeever

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At every step, I was scared. Ma told me that the little, wooden steps were safe but my knobby knees wouldn’t stop shaking on the way up. She told me that the tree was solid but my eyes could see the ground too far down for my liking. She told me that the wind wasn’t strong enough to knock us over, and I screamed into her chest for an hour. At every step, she was patient.  We sat in the tiny house in our backyard, hiding from who knows what. I told her I was hiding from the darkness outside, and I asked her what she was hiding from. Sh...

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“The Treehouse” by Charles Wasilausky

Submitted to Contest #50

One nice summer day in July, three friends, Nick, Caleb, and Aaron were going to have a play day at the treehouse, complete with a picnic lunch. Each boy was bringing something to contribute. Aaron was bringing the chips and drinks, Caleb was providing the sandwiches, and Nick was providing the cookies for dessert. The boys were meeting up at Nick's house for a day at the treehouse, and a sleepover. Once Caleb and Aaron arrived at Nick's the next morning, they packed up their lunches, games and snacks and left to go to the treehouse. After t...

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“An Afternoon in the Tree house” by Heather Cash

Submitted to Contest #50

Climbing the rope ladder up the tall oak tree seemed as though it would take forever to reach the top. A beautifully, proud, vast oak with years of embedded roots just behind the house in a quiet area of woods embossed with nothing but the sounds of tweeting birds and chirping squirrels that scurry for the acorns at the base of the tree. Rays of sunlight bead through the trees to warm the wooded floor bottom. As I excitedly climb the ladder to reach my favorite place, I cannot help but imagine what will come to life today. Imagination is fre...

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“Canned Drowning” by Blisters Wournos

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Lilly brings the nozzle of the spray can to her mouth and takes in a long rip from the can of computer duster.  The sky shatters into fractals and she sees the summer sun as a kaleidoscope.  Nothing matters on afternoons like this. Dad built the treehouse for her tenth birthday.  It was painted pink and spotted with lines of Christmas lights.  The paint had mostly chipped off by now and none of the bulbs still lit up.  Childhood had been magical, afternoons spent in search of faeries and refusing to walk through ri...

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“The Roots of Our Tree” by Linda Berry

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When I was little, my grandpa moved us into a house in this small town, just outside of Western Toronto. I remember driving into the town for the first time- It was so different from what I knew, but then again, I was only in kindergarten and I had never been anywhere but the city before. I remember the drive there. Looking out the window and seeing that most of the houses were bright blues and reds, with lots of happy old couples on their porches in their rocking chairs, listening to static on the radio. I remember seeing parts of the town ...

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“Change” by Joanne Raymond

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Jordan peered through the knot hole at the house. It was all quiet. The sky was blue with a few white, puffy clouds floating silently above the rooftops. The sun was warm without being too hot and a soft breeze was blowing, making the leaves of the trees sway. Jordan sighed and turned away from the knot hole. Who would ever know that life would never be the same, looking at that quiet and peaceful looking house? She signed again and slumped against the rough wood wall of her treehouse. Her sanctuary. H...

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“The girl in the tree house” by Jamyang Ugyen Tshomo

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No one was ready for it. No one wanted to be isolated. As the number of people who became victims to novel coronavirus COVID-19 soared each day, the world which was once booming with life remained in deafening silence. The whole world is in lock down. The city of Thimphu wasn’t any different. In the outskirts of the city, there are few traditional houses. The houses are still and silent as a graveyard. Right beside one of the houses, there is a huge oak tree. It has large, weathered stem and the roots beautifully curved like the ...

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“Take Me Back; Maybe I’ll Let Me Stay This Time” by Natalie Rarick

Submitted to Contest #50

His name would eventually fade like old jeans. We grasp at memories, squeeze our brains until they hurt, but the details, the faces, the moments all eventually slip through our fingers like water.  But I will try, for your sake but mostly for mine, to remember.  Our parents decided to organize our “date” mostly because they thought it was adorable. “He’s like your little boyfriend,” Mom teased as she tied my sneakers. But I knew what we had was real. We held hands at recess, sat next to each other during storytime, sharing the co...

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“Buchner” by Rishab Gupta

Submitted to Contest #50

It was a moment never like this! How could it be when I, Pequo Minchin had thrown a ball at my worst enemy Nix Manchow. Nix tried to jump as high as he could. At first, it felt like time had stopped; but then I just found out that Nix couldn’t jump with that 132 lbs. weight of his. I live on the lower street of Buchner Street. Nix lived on the higher part of Buchner Street. Our rivalries had started when Nix had skateboarded down the hill while listening to songs. Unfortunately, he didn’t see my best friend, John Scar. And that had happene...

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“A Rediscovered Treehouse” by Meg Lacy

Submitted to Contest #50

It was hot outside. Scary hot. And in true Midwestern fashion, not only was it hot, but it was humid.  This would have been fine to April, if she was inside the house. With the air conditioning. And ice water. And the television so she could distract herself from her thoughts.  Alas, April was not inside. She had been kicked out of her house for the day after she told her mom she shouldn’t have over-committed herself this weekend, which was completely true, and her mom disagreed and told her not to tell her what to do, and Apri...

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“Magic Mirror ” by Candy Kent

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With a heavy heart, the day has come to pack away my dear grandmother's belongings.Her beloved Imbuia wood dressing table with winged mirrors,Where she spent every morning sitting in front of, Flawlessly applying her makeup and perfectly styling her silver hair, and finishing up by adding her pearl earrings and matching necklace before leaving the house.She always said as long as she had her earrings in and lipstick on she didn't need anything else to feel fully dressed.After putting away all her trinkets and silver jewelry box my fingers tr...

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