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Write about a character who thinks they have a sun allergy.

Posted in Summer on Oct 26, 2022

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Make Sure to Pick a Good Title

Submitted to Contest #92

The forest was pretty.  So...blah. The forest was intriguingly beautiful.  Nah… The deep dark forest was very beautiful. Eh… a little better I suppose. The spooky forest was very pleasing to my eyes. Do spooky and pleasing really go together? Who knew. The engrossing grove of trees was prepossessing to my sight. Ooh, now you have my interest. I give you permission to move on. I walked with my head low. Woah, woah, woah, take a break. I mean, ‘I walked with my head low’? Surely you can do better than that. I strode with a frown on m...

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The Curse Of The Sun

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May 3rd, 1965. Greece.Lying on the warm sand, feeling the sensual yet soothing sun rays, smelling the humid sea air, hearing couples giggle, and dreaming of my childhood. My childhood was just like the sea, uncertain, stormy, and always uprising with problems. Still, I love to remember it, makes me realize the change in my life, lets me remind the good things; I have with me.I try to open my eyelids slowly, trying not to capture the harsh gaze of the sun, I scram through my picnic basket for my Laurel sunglasses. My fingers touch the soggy s...

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Eloise goes places

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She’d never been given a real explanation as to why her body reacted like that, why her body would burn with those Irate welts from the sun.Her condition, like most things, was only a miner inconvenience at this point in her life.That same response was rare enough around her face, which she would’ve been thankful for if she’d taken a day flight.Concerned with her skin Eloise always took a night plane when she traveled.This would’ve made sleep difficult for others, but Eloise was one for the night life, taking her five to eight hours by the h...

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No Day At The Beach

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Note: Allergies are not contagious.I walked along the beach on a hot summer’s day, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. The sun was beaming down on me, it was going to be a lovely day.Little did I know it was going to be the worst day ever.Kids ran past me, and I heard one talking about his allergies. ‘Stupid child,’ I thought. Kids with allergies shouldn’t go in public, in case the allergy is contagious. I wondered what allergy the brat had, it might be a bad one. When I got home I looked in the mirror. I swear it nearly shattered when I looked...

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Bats to Butterflies

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“For the love of God, Brian, why can’t you just get out of the flaming car?” Doreen put her hands on her hips and glared at Brian. She didn’t understand. No one did. Not really. “It burns.” The words sounded stronger than he anticipated, growing wings and roaring into life as they left his mouth, like wet-winged bats escaping a cave. Doreen sighed and looked at the sky. Perhaps she felt the fear too. Her brave face, a necessity in a mother’s armory. “God, give me strength.” She said it quietly, but God seemed to hear, and she smiled, g...

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Transition Phase

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I still remember walking through the park near where I worked. I loved looking at all the towering evergreen trees and the much shorter flowering bushes. The smell of cedar all around me was intoxicating. I couldn't remember it being so strong before. There was another scent, though. An unfamiliar one. Maybe the gardeners had planted something new and unusual. I shrugged and continued on my way.Walking past the pond, something struck me from behind. I hadn't heard any footsteps or the sound of bicycle wheels or rollerblades. One minute it wa...

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Poisoned

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I discovered a rash on my arm yesterday. Its eating me from the inside out. I can feel it melting my skin; burning, itching pains that won’t subside. Its obscene. I haven’t eaten anything strange. I don’t think so. I haven’t been near any particularly long-haired or scruffy animals. My neighbor has a dog. She’s white with really short hair, though. I can’t imagine it’d have given me something. I don’t think I’m allergic to dogs. Not that kind, at least. When I imagine myself allergic to something it usually looks more like a vulture. Or deat...

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So Much Heat

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I go to the beach today. The light was blinding, killing me so I wear my sunglasses but that is no help either. It is summer today and my Mum continuasly was trying to convince me to go to the beach. I am really forced in the end because I was carried into the car when I refused. When we ‘arrive at our destination’ as our GPS said Mum takes me out of the car to see the ‘Beautiful scenery’ Really it looks like a black blanket covering land. I prefer yellow sand. Black is so boring. I breathe a lungful of salty air. I spit it out and go to the...

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Symptoms of the Sun

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Why is it every time I go outside during the day I sneeze? No matter what building I come out of, no matter what vehicle I come out of, I sneeze upon entering sunlight. It's not just one sneeze either, it's two or three in succession. Oh, and no matter what, when I am outside in the sun, I change color! Now, if I just go out for a few minutes, it is not very noticeable, but the longer I stay out, the worse it gets. Depending on the length of time I am outside, I can range from pink to dark red, and I have witnessed others with the same ski...

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In Broad Daylight

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Sometimes I make lists. And those around me look on that with indulgence. It is something harmless for me to do. I make lists of things like cities with interesting sounding names (for some reason I am especially fond of Karachi and Malmo and Harare – I know a bit about the cities, but it is just for the sound of the names) or other words for walking – like striding or pacing or shuffling or strutting. I make lists either in the dim glow of a computer screen, or in perpetual twilight in a notebook with grey paper, crouched over it. I am quit...

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Solar Urticaria

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Dylan’s log  Day 1:  It is with great sadness and reluctance that I begin this log to document a life that is both cursed and tragic at once. You see, I have been diagnosed with an illness that I, until recently, believed to be merely hypothetical. A thought experiment that I had devised in order to remain absent from a monotonous and fruitless pedagogical endeavour has unfortunately been actualized. I began this day, however unfortunately, besmirching my own name with a fabrication. A fabrication that had been immaculately devise...

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Dawn of the Night Creatures

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“What’s a night-girl like you doing with a pail like this?” I said to her that night, the first time I saw her on that filthy, rat infested, piss-stained block of concrete they called the West 4th Station. It was 2 am, and we were both working, assigned to different Night creature teams attending to different tasks, sprucing up the station for the Day creatures. She was part of Operation CleanUp, which had to scour and scrub and mop to remove the filth of a million restless New Yorker feet, and I was part of Operation LocoMotive, fixing...

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Bloody Allergy

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‘You haven’t been outside for days, Kyan. You’ve got to come out of your room,’ his mother pointed out. Normally, she’s a patient and loving woman. But damn, her son was really making her lose her temper.      Kyan couldn’t blame her, of course, but he also couldn’t leave the house.      He stood in the shadows of his room, watching his mother. “I can’t,” he said, looking helpless.      She sighed, annoyed. “And why’s that?”     ...

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I cannot go outside to play today

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I cannot go outside and play today It is much too bright and it hurts my eyes I will not go outside and play hopscotch or jump rope today Ask me when it is dark and grey like an elephant’s ear I will not go outside to play today The sun is much too yellow and it burns my eyes I will not leave my house today I will not go outside to play today I will not go outside and play today  It is much too bright and it hurts my eyes I will not go outside and play today Ask me when it is bleak and dreary like Monday mornings I will not go out...

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Thank God For Covid

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Thank God for Covid-19.  It has truly been like paradise for me. I’m sure most vampires are digging the quarantine, really.  People aren’t running around during the day and noticing when their neighbors aren’t. I’m telling you, it’s not easy to remain under the radar when everything is normal.  You’re thinking, “Oh Cecil, you’re just being dramatic. Vampires are asleep during the day! Who would notice?” But you’ve never lived in the suburbs! People are incredibly nosy and invasive. They’re always playing outside or...

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