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“Behind my eyes” by Tomisin O.

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“She was so vibrant, wasn’t she?” I find myself lost in my mind as Dr. J speaks. He knows how to stop me from hating myself. Always so patient – a perfect therapist. A perfect friend. His living room is like home at this point. “Yeah. Really depended on the day, whether she was gonna scream at you till’ you cried, or hug you till’ you couldn’t breathe. Cancer’s cancer, I guess.” I reply with a broken smile. He sits opposite me in his long dark trench coat. A blue and white ceramic tea set, which seems like a relic, sat on the coffee table ...

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“The Woman in the Mist” by Kyle G

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Her long silver hair was exactly as he remembered it, her white nightgown, too. Charlie Cowan watched from the sidewalk in the misty gloom as the woman resembling Margaret Cowan, his late wife, walked along the edge of the forest near his house. She glanced back at him, then turned and walked into the woods, fading out of sight into the achromatic haze. Charlie glanced around the field and saw he was alone. He’d hoped by chance that someone might have been happening by—someone who could have confirmed the sighting. But he was alone like he’...

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“Maybe, Probably” by Tanya Smith

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Karie Blake sat in the diner in the center of town looking out at the snow that was beginning to fall. It had started to stick to the ground creating a white fluffy powder, creating a very beautiful scene. She loved the snow, they way it looked, the way it felt under her feet, and most importantly making snow ice cream. She smiled as she remembered when she was a child, how her mom would have her go outside and place a large white bowl on the porch to catch the snow for the ice cream. It had been ...

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“The Pedestal” by Bryce Benton

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The two fraternal twin sisters, the red brick dormitory pillars of Texas Woman's University, have risen early to meet me. One stands a little taller than the other. On the horizon I see them marking my destination like pushpins in a paper map, "Larissa and Maria were here." Kneeling before the sisters, older and more humble, bows the Little Chapel in the Woods, and I suspect when I descend on those grounds I'll find some of the woods preserved, never felled and paved over. I expect I'll ramble under the same perennial trees with slightl...

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“The Children of Dawn” by Kaleb Martin

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There exists, in a dark and forgotten recess of the universe, a small, red star. It is one among a hundred billion nearly identical suns, and all of these are the least of the stars in the cosmos. But this star is special, for it has a name: Lor. It was given this name by the creatures that live beneath its crimson light, circling slowly on their little rock. This planet sits so near to its star that it becomes tidally locked – one of its faces is perpetually scorched by Lor, while the other is eternally sealed in glaciers taller than any m...

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“Titan's Voyage” by Kieran Coghlan

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Atlas shifted the burden of the cosmos on his shoulders as he beheld the bearded man striding across the plains towards him. Amongst mortals, the man would probably have been considered a fearsome sight: near seven foot tall, a staggering combination of muscle and sinew rippling under his tunic. To mighty Atlas though, one mortal looked much the same as another. They were scrawny little things with high-pitched voices, always in a hurry. This one was certainly that, making straight for the titan with an untiring speed. Soon he stood at Atlas...

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“The Groom In The Night” by Stephen Dexter, Jr.

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Miro never understood what it meant by the Land of Opportunity until he wore a tuxedo. Delivering dough to Dunkies franchises in the metro Boston area at 4am in a rusty converted mail truck was not what he bargained for. A civil engineer educated at the University of Zagreb, Miro Stanovic didn't have the political or family connections to land a cushy job with the government or one of the former Yugoslavian utility companies, so he (like most of his generation) made his way from Slovenia and eventually Germany, working 13 hour days, sharing ...

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“Obsidian Plague” by Barbie Blair

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Obsidian Plague Zoe Burgess’s phone buzzed in her pocket, distracting her from the tour guide’s speech. She stopped to open the Snapchat she’d received and quickly snapped a selfie to send back. Lost in her own internal world momentarily, her friends and the rest of the group continued on their tour of the ruins, slipping out of sight around a bend. Zoe jogged to catch up with everyone, but stopped again, a glint of black catching her eye. She bent down to uncover the shiny object from the dirt and picked it up. It looked almost like a pie...

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“The Circle of Yesterday” by Peter Phoenix

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“It cannot end like this…” said Kyle, watching through the window of a Drivable Armed Transport Utility Vehicle, how his battle cruiser exploded in the distance. It was one of the new models, among dozens of other first-grade military ships stationed in the military docking bay that was lightening the night sky with bright blue flames. “At least some of us are alive,” said Freya. He wiped blood from his eyes and turned back to his crew. Or what was left of it; only eight of them survived. Despite what just happened, they were standing ...

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“Eclipse of Capella” by Shirley Brand

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Jeff had been a long-time volunteer at the Observatory. Today was going to be one for the books. His years of interest in space as a Space Engineer, working off-planet a good deal of the time during his career. Was definitely adding to the excitement, making this day more special. "This will be so wonderful to see old friends, meet new people." He said as he reached the top step. Watching the Professor of Astronomy and Astrophysics. "Scientists teachers, astronauts, astrologers, professors, alike coming to our little corner of the world. B...

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“SIGN OF A CROOKED HAND” by Debbie Curtin

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What happens when you are put in a position where money comes first. Always. I was on a trip to the other side of the country. My friend, Joey, was in the southwest part of Nevada and it had been quite a while since we got together to jam. And jamming had been our thing for quite some time, as in, since the third grade. The first time this came to light, was in a music class where we all had to pick a random object that was in a huge box in the room. How fun! When my name was called to go to the box, I looked over the ridge and with a ...

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“The Visitor In The Veil” by Skyler Svenrose

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“Sir, can you count down from ten for me?”I was not particularly tired so I saw no point - I would probably make it all the way down to one before they realized they had given me the wrongs medications - but I complied anyway because who am I to tell them how to do their jobs.“Ten,” I started, staring at the ceiling.“Nine,” I continued, the strength starting to seep out of my body.To be nameless in worthy deeds exceeds an infamous history - Thomas Browne “Eight,” The healing of the world is in its nameless saints - Bayard Taylor“Se...

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“The Sign of the Devil’s Cottage ” by Julie Simpson

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The twisted tree stood in shadow against the pinks and oranges of the evening sky while the sun dipped behind the small cottage below. Young Osborn Fairchilde crept through the field towards the rickety home. He had already seen 12 winters pass but kept the curiosity of one much younger. Grasses crackled beneath his feet, and he slowed to avoid being heard. The air was cool as often happened between the seasons and a gentle fog tumbled along the path. He crouched behind some taller brush to study cottage. The windows blinked a...

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“Southern Belle” by Ariel Searcy

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Sensitive content warning: Strong language, topics of emotional abuse, suggestive sexual themes A somber blue undertone permeates my home as early winter morning unapologetically sets in. I stand in my front room, basking in the whimsical sight of frost glistening against the awakening sun. There's a slight chill seeping through the window pane. I shiver slightly, wrapping my cardigan tightly around myself as I sip on my hot coffee. Moments later, the wood flooring creaks and pops under the weight of my love as he hops down the steps, em...

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“The Widow in the City ” by Bella Cole

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You can hear her humming in the summer afternoons, with the lazy tone and an unsteady rhythm. Yet, even if it is far from perfect, it was tradition. When the bustling of cars, and yelling of neighbors quieted, even just for a moment in the sweaty summer faternoons. From the streets below, you could hear her humming in her second floor apartment. When you're young on Braxton Avenue, the other kids whisper of the humming ghost, or the haunted humming. The one that traveled through the street when the air became too quiet. Once you grow ...

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Create a title with our Title Generator, then write a story inspired by it.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 97 stories

“Behind my eyes” by Tomisin O.

“The Woman in the Mist” by Kyle G

“Maybe, Probably” by Tanya Smith

“The Pedestal” by Bryce Benton

“The Children of Dawn” by Kaleb Martin

“Titan's Voyage” by Kieran Coghlan

“The Groom In The Night” by Stephen Dexter, Jr.

“Obsidian Plague” by Barbie Blair

“The Circle of Yesterday” by Peter Phoenix

“Eclipse of Capella” by Shirley Brand

“SIGN OF A CROOKED HAND” by Debbie Curtin

“The Visitor In The Veil” by Skyler Svenrose

“The Sign of the Devil’s Cottage ” by Julie Simpson

“Southern Belle” by Ariel Searcy

“The Widow in the City ” by Bella Cole

🌟 Similar prompts

Write about a character whose name you got from our Character Name Generator.

Start your story with someone finding an object labeled with their name.

Set your story in a nameless world.

Write a story titled ‘The Locked Door.’

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