Write about a person or object vanishing into thin air.

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“The Path” by Ben Rounds

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Mr. Magnusun stood very still. It was difficult for him to control his hands. It was not that he could not resist the urge to use them, to pick something up or deal with an irritation- because always when he began to stand very still an irritation would arise, an itch on his nose or hair caught in his shirt- but because his hands had begun to start moving on their own. It was only a gentle tremor and he could calm them when he thought to, but he had to put his mind to it, a deliberate action which began in his shoulders and...

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“Just Like That” by Jessica Livolsi

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My eyes cramped from trying to wake up so early. The alarm seamed louder than usual and I couldn't stop myself from slamming the damn thing on the ground. With one last groan I finally got out of bed. The first day of school was never a great time for me. It meant that each and every day I got to eat lunch in the library and pretend I have friends so my mom wouldn't think I am freak. As if she could ever understand what it meant to be a teenager now a days. At least in her day she could do something like party or drink, now, if you aren't ha...

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“THE MERMAID” by Michelle Gregory

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TW/domestic violence/miscarriage/suicidal thoughts It was a cold night as I sat shivering on the beach, listening to the waves crash onto the shore. My eye was throbbing with pain, turning as black as the night sky. This beach is my only solace away from home. Away from hell. Away from him.It wasn’t always like this. In the beginning he was charming, handsome and a perfect gentleman. Those qualities changed the minute we got married. I remember our honeymoon like it was yesterday. What was supposed to be a night of r...

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“Salty Closet” by Dell Bell

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(CW: Mental illness, allusions to abuse and suicide)She didn’t hear the small pop that sounded a few inches from her face. Her muffled sadness covered it up. A few minutes passed before she lifted her eyes enough to even see it, the top of her head brushing the clothes above her. At first, she thought it was a trick of the light. When she was young, she used to play with the wetness in her eyes. She would stare up at the ceiling, squinting and opening. Squinting and opening. Watching the rays from her ceiling light distort, lengthen, an...

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“Whispers of a fly” by Holland Wells

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The moon was full and the air was stale on a hot and humid August night in southern Georgia. It was getting late and the two twins were sure they would be in trouble if they didn't hurry and get home. The boys knew their ailing mother would be anxiously awaiting with their hot dinner ready for them. Lonnie and Jimmy had just got done mending fences on the Brooke farm and still had a forty-five minute walk home."Hey Lonnie lets cut through the woods and cross the river at that old train bridge dad used to take us fishing at, that will cut of...

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“The Orb ” by R.S. Louvierre

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“You believe in alternate realities?” Chavis asked his long-time buddy Claude, skeptical of all the alternate dimension nonsense. He was stroking his short, brown curls through his plump fingers. “I do, yeah” Claude replied. “I think it’s not only possible, but likely.” He had his chin tiredly cradled in his palm with his fingers rubbing his bottom lip. His shaggy raven hair swept to the side. “I don’t know, man.” Chavis said after a moment of thought. “If there are alternate realities, why haven’t we found them yet? Has anyone found ...

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“My Best Mate Disappeared” by Valerie Preston

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The date is etched on my mind. – It was the day Robbie disappeared, the 17th June, 1974 – forty seven years ago, and it changed the lives of family and friends for good. It left a small space in my heart and it’s still there today. Robbie would be 60 this year. In twelve days’ time it will be his birthday, but there won’t be a special ‘who’s an old man now’ party. I will raise a glass to my best friend and wonder where he went. He was just an average thirteen year old kid. He lived at home with his mum and dad, his brother and sister and hi...

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“Elements and Allegory” by Carrie Fitzgerald

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It’s raining now, as I write this, which matches my memory of the day I lost my mother for the first time. It rained at her funeral too, but I’m getting ahead of myself. With all that’s happened recently, my therapist wants me to write my story, “like I’m telling a dear friend.” There was an analogy there too- something about lancing a boil and getting the poison out, but that doesn’t sit quite right with me. I don’t feel full of poison. I don’t feel full of anything. I’m empty, even if the tears still keep flowing- a seemingly inexhaustible...

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“Don’t Make Me Say” by Ionel Rusanu

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“Willie, don’t make me say twice!” said Brent with a terrible annoyance in his voice. “You’re coming with me and that’s it.” His younger brother was such a wuss, as always. It could be his age of just twelve. Sometimes Brent hoped that teenager years will bring Willie some ‘cojones’ like their Latino neighbor would say. For sure, that worked fine for him. At sixteen, he was now more confident and ready to do anything to achieve his goals. Today he needed to make some cash and opportunity knocked when Luiz, their neighbor, suggested to him ...

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“portals to the unknown” by Norma Gauld

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it was a beautiful late morning in May when I decided to take my daily walk around the Butter Tub Marsh walking trail, I hadn't long been out of hospital from a minor surgery so my walking was slow but steady.When I first enterd the gate into the trail, I met a woman in her late sixtys or early seventys and wearing a pink cardigan sweater, beige mid-thigh pants; she was holding a book. She had gray hair and strange, gray eyes. Although I smiled at her she did not acknowledge me as she seemed to be searching for someone or something.I continu...

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“Midnight” by Candace Shattuck

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Magyk sat outside. The sun was shining bright. She didn’t particularly like the heat but her family wouldn’t let her back inside. As she sat there she noticed a cat on the edge of the road. It was a black cat with yellow eyes. Its fur seemed to glow as the sun hit it. The cat seemed to be watching her as well. Just then she saw a car swerve in the direction of the cat. The cat curled up as the car hit it. “HEY!” She yelled. Why would they do that? There was nothing in the road. Why would they hit a cat on purpose? She ran over to...

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“The Pantry” by Victoria Butler

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Michael thought he was losing his mind. He looked inside the pantry. He analyzed every inch of the small room. He looked at each of the shelves for a spice or a cereal box or a container that looked out of place. The chances of there being a way out of the pantry were slim, but he didn’t know what else to think. His wife, Sadie, walked in to grab syrup and didn’t walk back out. The light tap of her fuzzy pink slippers announced her arrival to the kitchen. “It smells amazing in here, Mikey,” she said and yawned. Michael looked over his shoul...

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“The Unbearably Slow Disappearance of Josh” by Claudio Murgia

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When I met Josh he was all in one piece. I know this sentence doesn’t make much sense to you right now, but bear with me. I barely believe it and I was witness to it. But where do we end up if we don’t trust our own experiences? I met Josh in school. He was quite sociable, smart but, at the same time, an introvert. Maybe not exactly an introvert, but you could often find him staring at nothing in the middle of class or even when there was a group of us having a chat, he would just be in his own world. We were not really friends, but I like...

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“Versions of Love” by Noelle C. Lee

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Small, rounded, sweet, with promise she enters our world. She is loved and loves. Held, cradled, protected always within her mother’s view. She is raised with dignity and pride. Her mom and dad set foot here in our world in 1909. Here in America with new beginnings and dreams of a life of safety and bountiful amounts of food and money and work. Austria was not safe, so he fled. Poland was not safe, so she fled. She was 7 when her mother passed away. Her father took her 2 siblings to America. She stayed behind as there was not enough mon...

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“One Last Glance at the Sun” by Victoria The Pirate

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I saw red. And then green. The green of his eyes, caressing my hair, saying I am going to be okay and then vanishing. Sweet poison. Peter wasn’t a friend. And he wasn’t a lover. He was a fighter. I could see the disappointment in his eyes, every so often, usually disappointment in me. When I am trying to tell him that this is not for me, that I shouldn’t be here, with him. But it doesn’t last for long. Right after I melt in front of him, turning into an amorphous shape of a light, spreading in all colors of red, he goes and connects one eye ...

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Write about a person or object vanishing into thin air.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 44 stories

“The Path” by Ben Rounds

“Just Like That” by Jessica Livolsi

“THE MERMAID” by Michelle Gregory

“Salty Closet” by Dell Bell

“Whispers of a fly” by Holland Wells

“The Orb ” by R.S. Louvierre

“My Best Mate Disappeared” by Valerie Preston

“Elements and Allegory” by Carrie Fitzgerald

“Don’t Make Me Say” by Ionel Rusanu

“portals to the unknown” by Norma Gauld

“Midnight” by Candace Shattuck

“The Pantry” by Victoria Butler

“The Unbearably Slow Disappearance of Josh” by Claudio Murgia

“Versions of Love” by Noelle C. Lee

“One Last Glance at the Sun” by Victoria The Pirate

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