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“Eden's Cage” by Iris Cordova

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You have no idea what is coming for you once the sun sets. You—my savior, the man who found me taming beasts—can never understand. You—my salvation—are my shackles. Watery ash streams down the walls of the domed aviary and pools in front of us, suffocating what little green survives in the Wastes. You mention how fortunate we are to be far from the coast. I force a chuckle at your joke that at least the hurricane did us some good. It did little good for the Burrowers. I wish I could drown their screams with those of our conures. I wish I...

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“Scavenger Salute” by Cyndy Reads

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The hare stopped. It looked up from its grazing, ears tall and twitching. A soft shift in the forest floor alerted it and it turned, ready to flee, when the arrow pierced its heart. Halley emerged from the brush. She slung her bow over her shoulder and pulled out her skinning knife, placing the handle between her teeth as she crouched to remove her arrow. Still sharp. She wiped the edges against the loose part o...

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“Mundus” by Angela Morrissey

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The rain pelted down onto the vast fields and caused the ground to become slippery, brown sludge. As a consequence, this made the task of toiling much harder for the workers who hammered into these grounds, which belonged to their ruler, the Whore of Babylon, Ulrika. She was the supreme matriarch who governed the Democratic People’s Republic of Mundus. ‘Worker 088068-666!’ screamed a voice from the megaphone. Aki, one of the young workers, recognised the voice of their ruler. He looked up into ...

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“Pets” by Isa Mendez

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'They were not them. It was as if they never knew me', my thought wanders thinking. "Are you guys okay?", I asked. The only thing that could come out of their mouths was a weird groaning and grunting sound. That's when I definitely knew that there was something wrong. Walking away, I heard a noise behind me, as if someone was following me. Looking behind me, I see my friends, the ones from before, coming from around the corner. I walk faster. All I wanted to do was get home and see my parents to make sure they are okay, at least. Everyone th...

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“LD 50/30” by Cheryl Fulks

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LD 50/30Sally looked down at her watch realizing she only had 30 minutes to prepare dessert before her in-laws arrived. She wasn’t looking forward to Ralph and Edith’s week long visit. She knew Edith would snub her nose up at the tiramisu and explain what she had done wrong. Michael was no help, she thought, he never defended her to his family and walked off like a little puppy with its tail between his legs. The sooner the visit started, the sooner it would be over.Jodie ran in and grabbed a cart ahead of Sally and headed off...

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“Deathly ” by Harshita Kaur

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"IS THAT WHAT THE EARTHLINGS USED TO WEAR ON NATIONAL CARNIVAL?" Bianca bellowed and grimaced at the sight as she saw her mother pulling out her great great great grandmother's dress. Her mother smiled, shook her head and said "Honey, it is a very pretty dress. Do you see the beautiful turquoise colour? It is the last one left here now on The Duke after virulence." Bianca just grimaced as she caught the dress her mother pushed in her arms. Why can't we just skip it? Bianca had always hated the National Carnival. It was celebrated f...

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“A thousand kilometers for you ” by Amlindile Mapitiza

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Life in Jo-hustle-burg, as I like to call it, is always bustling. I’m not even sure what day of the week it is. Luckily for me, my mother calls on Wednesdays to discuss lotto numbers. How I love Wednesdays, also because I don’t have those dreadful early morning classes. We have done this for as long as I can remember, and of course discuss ideas of what we would do with the winnings. My mother would finally retire, open a children’s home and improve our poor community. I’d start a family business, and we would live in a nice suburb happily e...

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“Smoke” by A C

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"Don't smoke that, please," I said to Richard. "We might need it." He lit it up. "Rich, please." He sighed. "We'll get more." "You're sharing, then. There's none more to get that isn't half-burnt." He obligingly passed the cigarette over to me, and snickered as I passed it back. "What?" "If your mum could see us now." He laughed again. "Yeah," I said flatly. My mother was a sore subject between us. I missed her, but Rich didn't understand. He didn't have a mom, even before. Richard broke the silence. "I ne...

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“2099” by David D'EttoreUser

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2099 There was an eerie silence enveloping the decrepit building that was one of many in the compound that had been ravaged by Millenial forces. It was like the still before a storm, or the final moment as one waits to die. I can’t fathom being 150 years old. I feel better now than when I was 80. Science and technology have come a long way but it is exactly that technology, manipulated by forces of evil, that made longevity a life sentence rather than a...

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“Ugard loki(from where i remeber)” by Yeshaya Choudhary

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From the dark came he, the mystic being. Named after death itself. Its name to be spoken only by himself. He is Ugard Loki. His body resembled a dragon though it had some modifications. His tail was arrayed with equipped with knives which scraped the dungeon floor. He stormed on and on, but the core never broke. Baring his fangs to show the hell inside. But then and there nobody even looked at him twice. Every night he would fall asleep looking at his scales, night and day their glow faded away. Then one day, a suspicious man walked by. As h...

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“THE BLOODY FOOTPRINT” by Mara Masolini

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For reedsy 2. THE BLOODY FOOTPRINT____by Mara Masolini A woman, all disheveled, her face scratched, a woman without arms, sunk, rather than sitting, into one hole of that kind of lava haze which is all that remains of what the earth was, she, spitting saliva, was barking that the sun had fallen on the earth, that is why the catastrophe, the hecatomb which destroyed animals, plants , buildings, and which exterminated much of the human race. Indeed it exterminated most of the humans, but, it seems, not all...

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“Friendship and Betrayal” by Chandrika Menon

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It was a chilled winter season, the students of KSS Engineering College were gladly preparing for celebrations of their College’s Annual day function. Finally that day came, where the final year students will say goodbye to the College and depart their ways towards their future career. The students of final year enjoyed their day as they don’t have to study all those lengthy books anymore, but at the same time they also felt for they will be missing their college days after getting departed from each other. Praful and Bharat were close best ...

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“Forsaken” by Virginia Soto

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Part I: Stories We’re walking down the road, or, at least, what remains of it. There are cracks in the street everywhere. Chunks of what used to be the bridge above are scattered practically every place you look. You never would have guessed that this was America’s most used highway: Route 72. It started in Canada and went all the way down to Florida, where it was warm. The sky was gray like usual. One big, gray cloud of ash covering the Earth. The sun never peeked out of it. The trees had ash covered leaves. The grass is dead. Houses and ...

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“Echoes of Warmth” by Mx Crane

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The darkness has fallen. It had fallen long ago, really. It first came years ago, when the creature nobody could see arrived. It was there, they knew, lurking in the shadows, forever unseen. It was larger than they had imagined, as large as the world itself, and it came with its gaping maw as it descended on them. It howled, a noise that sounded like wind, just on the edge of hearing. Its mouth was studded with black shifting teeth, sharp and unyielding. It sunk these daggers into the world, surrounding them in chilling,...

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“Corrupted Dreams” by BiChronicler XYZ

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December 31st, 20-something. I remember the day in all its glory. Children excited about their presents. Parents living their childhood through their little ones. Last-minute plans being made over the phone about a bar and getting drunk until midnight rolled around. The news just could not stop obsessing over the lighting arrangements for the Eiffel Tower and the Opera House. That was the last night any of us spent in familiar comfort.It happened around midnight in Japan. A full moon graced the earth with its fellow starry companions. There ...

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Write a post-apocalyptic thriller.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 144 stories

“Eden's Cage” by Iris Cordova

“Scavenger Salute” by Cyndy Reads

“Mundus” by Angela Morrissey

“Pets” by Isa Mendez

“LD 50/30” by Cheryl Fulks

“Deathly ” by Harshita Kaur

“A thousand kilometers for you ” by Amlindile Mapitiza

“Smoke” by A C

“2099” by David D'EttoreUser

“Ugard loki(from where i remeber)” by Yeshaya Choudhary

“THE BLOODY FOOTPRINT” by Mara Masolini

“Friendship and Betrayal” by Chandrika Menon

“Forsaken” by Virginia Soto

“Echoes of Warmth” by Mx Crane

“Corrupted Dreams” by BiChronicler XYZ

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a funny post-apocalyptic story.

Write a post-apocalyptic story that features zombies.

Write a post-apocalyptic story triggered by climate change.

Write a post-apocalyptic romance.

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