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Write about someone who keeps an unusual animal as a pet.

Posted in Teens on Oct 26, 2022

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Shortlisted for Contest #78 ⭐️

I wrote a story about shoelaces and city skylines where the protagonist loved a boy and the boy died. None of that was important or rightly belonged in my heart but I titled it Oblivion and asked my sister to read. There was a fear in my heart as she took the book to read. I was afraid, as most writers would, of how she would perceive the story. Would she understand the gravity of the story or the dilemma which I'd created for my characters?  I stood behind her as she read. My little fox was by the fridge, his oversized ears at ease. ...

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Metamorphosis

Submitted to Contest #78

It was dark inside the bag, It was dark, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t hear the voices outside. "It is not a pet. It is the food you feed to "real" pets such as birds or lizards." Explained the staff member who had killed many of us, by flicking us through the cage of the evil monster Louisa, who was what humans called, chameleons, or "Real pets"."I still want him, he would be the perfect pet, and do me much more use than being thrown into the cages of predators." Said a mans voice. "Twenty-five dollars." Said the employee. ...

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To Hell With Time and Money

Submitted to Contest #78

Author's note: This story is here because of an amazing person called Rayhan. He asked for a new story-which I had not given you Reeders in a long time- and I delivered.(WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE? GO FOLLOW HIM BUT FIRST READ THE STORY!)What's wrong with him?You touch your head and groan. There is a steady stream of blood running down it. Then you see your sloth. After rethinking your life choices, you wrench the sloth out of your bed and start screaming at it in slow motion, because it's a sloth and it's slow. The only language it ca...

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Living With Leo

Submitted to Contest #78

A bloodcurdling roar wakes me up from my brief nap, and I almost fall off the bed. Leo looks back at me, his brown-furred face framed by a thick mane, which I noticed was in dire need of a trim. He is as majestic as ever, his teeth in full view, threatening to almost eat me whole. Almost. I get up, cursing myself for thinking that I would ever get a break, and go to the kitchen, feeling Leo walking behind me with interest, knocking down one thing or another in the process. He really is growing quite big. I go into the fridge, ...

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Unanswered Questions

Submitted to Contest #78

As curious and inventive as he was, Collin wasn't your ordinary scientist in training. He was a bit—mischievous, and clumsy at the same time. Every time he has failed, it wasn't his fault at all. Just that his hands are the troublemaker in all these cases. He has never meant to do any of them...or ever meant to make them mad, but it's just his terrible karma.✺✺✺I know all about him because he was my lab partner and my trusty friend since the first year of our of "Art and Science University" for our bachelor's degree.But talking more about hi...

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Hopeful Promises (P. U. pt. 2)

Submitted to Contest #78

Author’s Note: This is part two of Nadia and Elias’s story, from my story “Please Understand.” It would probably make sense if you read part one first, which is pretty short. I’m not sure if this counts as a trigger warning, but it does involve kidnapping as a major part of the plot. Thank you for being here on a story I wrote, I hope you enjoy it. Have an amazing day!  𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙰𝚂'𝚂 𝙿𝙾𝚅: “The police department only considers a person missing if they have been gone for at least twenty-four hours. Until then, there is nothing we can do. I’...

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Willow My Pet

Submitted to Contest #78

Hi. My name is Marissa. I'm not going to waste your time and talk about myself because you won't remember long enough to finish this story.  What you will remember is Willow. She's a pet. She's my pet. As soon as I saw her on the street, alone and scared, I had to adopt her. She's adorable. She and her little friends are all adorable. My mom, otherwise known as Mrs. Godzilla, is always telling me that I need to get rid of my pets. What does she know? She doesn't understand. Get that thing out of my house. No. Eww. What is that...

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Welcome To The Family...

Submitted to Contest #78

Hey There... My name is Abdul Fafsa.I wanted to go to America, because I wanted a better Life. I wanted to get myself and my family away from this terrifying country. A place where there is always a war between our country and another. A place that you always lose someone so special… I was 9 years old, playing in the living room with my best friend Mustapha. Suddenly an ear ringing rupturing explosion occurs.Everything went black, minutes passed as I wiped my eyes and looked to see if my friend was ok. Mustapha was still ...

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Learn to Laugh

Submitted to Contest #78

It is a well-known fact that dragons possess hearts of stone. Cold, cruel, and evil are just a few of the many ways to describe us. We no longer have feelings. No emotions. There is no happy or sad. No joy or anger. We don’t know how to laugh. We have forgotten how to cry. And love is only a distant memory lost to time . . . There’s no going back. The clock cannot be unwound. Dragons are too far gone. Or so I believed . . . But all that changed with a wail. A simple cry that turned my world on its head. I remember flying over the trees,...

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Betty

Shortlisted for Contest #78 ⭐️

People don’t seem to notice Betty much in the daytime. But when night falls she glistens blackly, slithers up my arm, crawls across my neck, to perch on my shoulder with her whiskers tickling my earlobe. You know how sometimes a laptop pop-up when you’ve watched too much of a series in one sitting asks if you’re still there? When I feel Betty’s saliva pooling on one of my collarbones I know it’s time for us both to go to bed. She watches as I brush my teeth, fascinated. I have no qualms undressing before her now, having long ago given up try...

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Ruby's Secret

Submitted to Contest #78

I have a secret... After I tell you this story you’ll need to make a decision because I can’t... and I may disappear if you don’t. 26. 07. 2021.As I am writing this all I can think about is whether you’ll understand me or not because you are my only witness, you are the only one that can save me,... or not. I need to hurry, so I’ll start the story I need to tell before they come. Twenty-third of July, I was riding the bike along the coastline. The sun was bathing me with its beams; the warm wind was tangling my hair but I didn’t mi...

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Under the Azure Sky

Submitted to Contest #78

Evandar had been enjoying her tea when the palace guards rudely interrupted. They walked into the room in their uniform manner, then got down on one knee with their heads bowed. Her maid, Milla, came rushing in behind them.“Your Highness,” Milla and the guards said at the same time.Evandar kept sipping at her tea. “Yes, what is it?” she asked, trying not to let her annoyance show. She didn’t have the energy to deal with this. She had gotten up, put on her best clothing and jewellery, did her make-up all nice with the pure intention of stayin...

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He Bites

Submitted to Contest #78

It’s a Saturday afternoon when Rover asks me to let him go again. Silly Rover. “No, Rover,” I say. “I can’t let you go. The neighbours’ll complain if they see you loose.” “Please,” he says. There’s a sheen of sweat on his brow and a hint of desperation in his voice. Well, of course there is. He’s celebrated two birthdays in this basement of mine. “Please,” he says again. “I-I won’t say anything.” His tongue darts to the corner of his mouth. His eyes glance for an exit, but there isn’t one. And even if there was, he’s chained up down here...

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Carry Me Away

Submitted to Contest #78

I live alone. Not with anyone else. I live alone in my comfy little cottage, which is always warm and cozy. No one lives near me, I have acres of land that I don’t use. I like to sit in my cottage while drinking hot coco by the fireplace. It’s where I best come up with my ideas. My ideas for what, you may ask. My ideas for writing.  Now, one particular day, I was sitting by the fire, drinking hot coco and typing on my laptop whilst a snow storm raged outside. It was a small sound that made me turn my head. Perhaps a peep or a squeak, bu...

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A Bear Should Dance of its Own Volition

Submitted to Contest #78

Warning: Violence and Adult ThemesFiesl rotated the spit over the cookfire, watching the flames snap at the rabbit's pink flesh.He spoke a quiet prayer for the animal and the forest rustled as if whispering his prayer back to him. Fiesl shuddered and wrapped his cloak tighter around his tunic. His father used to say these woods lay at the edge of the world and that, sometimes, other worlds bled in.The rabbit’s legs flopped as the spit completed its spin. Fiesl remembered how frantically they had scrabbled at the air as his uncle’s fist held ...

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