Write a story about a character making a big change.

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“A Car Mishap” by Maggie Deese

Submitted to Contest #33

She wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts, she’s cheer captain and I’m on the bleachers dreaming ‘bout the day when you wake up and find what you’re looking for has been here the whole time…Taylor Swift’s voice blasts through my earphones and I tap my finger matching the rhythm on my knee. I lean my head back on the headrest, suddenly glad my sister called shotgun. Glancing over to her, I see that mom is talking her ears off about how unhealthy the lunch she ate yesterday was, but of course that doesn’t include the side salad she had. Which ha...

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“On The Morning Of” by Phoebe Barr

Submitted to Contest #33

Their eyes are all on me. It’s nothing new, feeling like twenty gazes are boring into me from all sides, but most of the time I can convince myself it’s in my head. Most of the time I can remember I’m dressed exactly the same as everyone else: dark blazer over white button-down, conservative pencil skirt over itchy panty hose, heels just low enough to make me shorter than the men and just high enough to make walking uncomfortable. Today I know I stand out. My big day, the day I’ve been building up to for weeks, and I know I look like a mess....

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“A Cold Cautionary Tale” by Alex Griffiths

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #33

1.In a subterranean cavern, unfathomable depths beneath the ground, sits a man.If you can call this pile of bones a man.If you can call this undead contrivance, that has walked the Earth for thousands of years, a man.If you can call this bloodthirsty, magic wielding horror he used to be, that he was, a man.He couldn't, not any more.He stared at a flickering candle flame that sat on the large stone table before him. That would be quite unnerving to an observer for he had no eyes. Not conventional ones at least.He had traded his eyes of jelly ...

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“Lost Boy from Birmingham” by Anna Mosqueda

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It was such a peculiar day for everyone living in the town of Birmingham. Despite the unusual dark clouds, not only physically but also mentally inside the brain of every citizen, human nature called them to accept the abnormal feeling of the air. Neighbors stepped out of her houses to take in the grey look that had been set upon their usually bright neighborhood. The trees seemed to drop their leaves a little lower, the grass had lost it's happy green color, doors were shut, and only the occasional sound of any evidence of human life was he...

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“Masturbation: A Love Story” by Najwa Zandlo

Submitted to Contest #33

My best friend in high school - Bartholomew - told me he masturbated before making any type of decision. He said, “You gotta release the tension before you do anything, even pick out what clothes to fucking wear.” He said we’re all wound up like springs, so we can’t think logically. Back then, I thought he was just a horny teenager that liked to jack off too much. Now, I think he was onto something. Bartholomew grew up in a strict, religious home, and his mom told him that touching himself was the devil’s work - said he’d go blind if he...

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“A child's defeating his fear the monster basement. By Tyra Jonhson” by Tyra Johnson

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In the dark ,old ,wooden, creepy and cob web ceiling. My enemy and nightmares dwelled in the night time. This monster in my house called the basment; kept me for many years a prisoner of fear, torchure and distress in the nights only. I was being bullied in my own house.The first time I met this monster was when I was 6 years old. I looked inside his dark chamber and he caused me since then to have nightmares of him. Eating ,chewing and crushing my little bones into little pieces.My father had his fishing equipments ,that we would use and go...

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“An Ocean in the Desert” by Paul Losada

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #33

$1635 was a hefty price for a couch that didn’t match the rest of the living room. Knowing it was 30% off retail didn’t provide much comfort either. “Fuck,” Ken Whitmore muttered. George, his neighbor that helped place it, glanced at him. “What?” “I should have bought it in teal. Bunt sienna is too over-powering.” “I think it looks fine,” George said. “I think it looks funny,” Ken replied. George squinted, trying see what his friend saw. “I don’t know. I guess it’s a little brighter than everything else in the room but who cares? It’s a grea...

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“Grandpa's new haircut” by Harken Void

Submitted to Contest #33

Clarence was sitting in his wheelchair, waiting patiently for the nurse to come. It was half past four and that meant it was time for his daily walk outside. Or rather, a ride in the wheelchair. But Patty, the nurse who usually took him, was late today.Clarence watched the people in the hospital go by, patients and medical staff coming and going, while he sat in his wheelchair, parked at the end of the bench at the reception. He checked his wrist watch and tightened his jaw.A few minutes later, a doctor came by. He was pushing a wheelchair i...

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“Roommate of the Hour” by Paige Leppanen

Submitted to Contest #33

It wasn’t often that Anastasia walked to work. In fact, she couldn’t recall any other time she’d stepped out on her porch, saw the sunshine, and decided to enjoy the fresh air. Twenty minutes later, she stood in front of her office, staring up at the small black birds perched at one of the windows. She needed to go inside and clock in, but she wanted to cherish every second she wasn’t at home.As she strolled through the office’s revolving door, she pulled out her phone to see if Jenn had texted her yet. Nothing. She usually started blowing u...

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“Letters” by Cory Pines

Submitted to Contest #33

Dear Future Me, Today is a Monday, I hate Monday's. Today is even worst than most. I'm sure you know what I'm writing about, how can you forget something like this. Today is the day and I came out to my parents... I'm finally out of the closet, is it worth it? I guess you probably know. They gave me a long lecture about how sleeping with another male is a sin. So what if it is? If God doesn't like me for who I am, then why did he make me like this? It's not like I can just change who I'm attracted to. As any straight person to fall in love w...

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“The Haircut” by Sydney Bingham

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #33

Well . . . it’s short, I thought as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I ran my fingers through the surviving strands while their siblings lay limp on the floor at my feet. I didn’t want to admit that I’d made a mistake, so I told myself that I’d get used to it . . . that it was time for a change, anyway . . . that even though I wasn’t a hairstylist, per se, I hadn’t fucked it up too badly, considering I was holding a pair of child-safe scissors - the kind with the rounded tips that, on the sharpness scale, sat somewhere between a butt...

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“The Traveler” by Arthur Tiberio

Submitted to Contest #33

It was a lonely three nights. Which seems a rather obvious thing to say, until it became clear that it was not Her absence which made his heart feel cold and drifting, though at first even he supposed that this must be the answer. Not for the first time, Johnathan Vale stared gloomily at the black expanse behind his window, unsure of the legitimacy of his pain. He was certain of two things. Firstly, he was alone. Whether this had made him happier was a matter of lingering debate, since at one point he'd also been utterly convinced that stron...

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“Partners in Crime” by Deborah Mercer

Submitted to Contest #33

It was for the best. Susan knew it was. It wasn’t even as she’d been happy or settled in The Crossing House since Paddy died. It was too full of empty spaces and cluttered spaces and happy memories and unhappy memories. Too many rooms that were no use and a garden that was starting to overget her, though it had seemed such a good idea at the time, when Paddy had been fifteen years younger, and in good health, and delighted to have finally got his hands, quite literally, on what he called a bit of land. He had gr...

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“I won't be silenced anymore...” by Ragini Das

Submitted to Contest #33

It was a white ventilated room where a mild quota of fresh air was hitting from the open window at the end of the room, the room consists of many wires, equalizers, mics, lights and there were wooden bookshelves at one corner which smelled as the pixies of knowledge all kept together amid an abundance of the crowd. The new books were kept rested on the edge of the panel. The lights were bright as a beaming sun, chatterings were getting loud from the audience side, a mic testing was done by counting a one, two, three for the panel discussion ...

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“Don't Judge a Book by its Cover Kids” by Blane Britt

Submitted to Contest #33

Don't Judge a Book by its Cover Kids I met Mr. Grapes an anomic individual (a state or condition of individuals or society characterized by a breakdown or absence of social norms and values, as in the case of uprooted people), when I was around ten years old and he changed my young life completely. I had skipped school or as they used to say, I played hooky from school. Far beyond my house was a paper recycling plant where Mr. Grapes happily resided. On the outside above his doorless frame a sign that read: Trespassers will cause m...

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Write a story about a character making a big change.

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✍️ 65 stories

“A Car Mishap” by Maggie Deese

“On The Morning Of” by Phoebe Barr

“A Cold Cautionary Tale” by Alex Griffiths

“Lost Boy from Birmingham” by Anna Mosqueda

“Masturbation: A Love Story” by Najwa Zandlo

“A child's defeating his fear the monster basement. By Tyra Jonhson” by Tyra Johnson

“An Ocean in the Desert” by Paul Losada

“Grandpa's new haircut” by Harken Void

“Roommate of the Hour” by Paige Leppanen

“Letters” by Cory Pines

“The Haircut” by Sydney Bingham

“The Traveler” by Arthur Tiberio

“Partners in Crime” by Deborah Mercer

“I won't be silenced anymore...” by Ragini Das

“Don't Judge a Book by its Cover Kids” by Blane Britt

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