Write a story about a couple with fundamentally different beliefs.

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“Selcouth” by Abigail Airuedomwinya

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SELCOUTH He said he was from France but there were a lot of French words he couldn’t quite pronounce. Take for example, on his first visit to the fancy restaurant down the street, he asked for le yaourt and cringed when the waitress frowned. He asked for tea instead, his voice low to the point of a whisper. To describe him would be to momentarily describe the afterlife: chimerical and dull. He had the most unremarkable face: a beard too rough to touch; lips, small and pink; green eyes like the lake Carezza and messy brown hair. He ...

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“Yellow” by Oma S. Ari

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The first time we spoke about God was on a park bench in Munich. I was drinking lemon ice tea and you showed me how your dad used to pray. My dad, I explained, would not even let me watch Christmas movies as a child, as he worried the ‘religious message’ would corrupt my mind and make me join a cult. You laughed.Later that day we walked back to my place. My apartment was a mess; blankets and cups and pizza crust all floating in a purple hue from the sun setting over the rooftops across the street. You hung your jacket over a dining chair and...

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“Bangs vs Mullets” by Jamie Gregory

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Brad walked the three blocks from his apartment to Strikes and Pints with nothing to keep him company besides the sound of his defeated footsteps landing on the sidewalk. He had discovered the bowling alley dive bar in college and, now that he’s practically a regular there, he couldn’t think of a better place to find solace tonight. He paused at the final crosswalk, waiting for the light to change, and glanced at the scrolling marquee on the bank sign across the street. Temperature: 15°FHe jammed his stiff hands into his coat pockets, s...

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“One of us is right, one of us will die.” by Holly Guy

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TW: mental health issues, physical abuse, suicide I’m awake as the strangled sobs dance around the room. Their haunted songs fill me with dread and force me to my feet. I throw the covers from my body and the chill in the room instantly nips at my skin. I bite back a swear word as I stumble forward, searching for the owner of that cry I know all too well. My wife is collapsed at the door frame, hand over her mouth. Her body heaves and she chokes out those awful cries that regularly leave those once kissable lips. She can’t hear me as I ...

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“Chalk and Cheese” by Suma Jayachandar

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“All marriages are arranged; some by the bride and the groom and others…well, by others!” boomed the baritone.“I don’t agree Ram. A person should be able to choose a partner for themselves.”“Janaki, don’t put these silly ideas into kids’ heads now. Aren’t we happy together?”“Well, we got lucky!”“Even though we are like…”“Chalk and cheese?” Ma had said and let out a throaty laugh.I was thirteen at the time and was certain I had met the love of my life. I too had joined in the laughter thinking of it as a bad joke. One never knows what th...

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“Evil Incarnate” by Thomas Graham

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“It’s moldy.”“What’s moldy?”“The bread.”“Oh, rot.”“Exactly,” he said from the kitchen. “And we just bought it.”“Tragic!” she called from the living room. “What color is it?”“The bread?”“The mold, you goof.”“Greenish.”“It’s fine, then.”“Really?”“Really.”A few moments later he asked, “What if I had said blue?”“Also fine.”“Black?”“Fine.”“Pink?”“Delicious.”“Gross! I’m not eating mold.”They were both disappointed. Sunday breakfast had become a thing for them. It wasn’t a fancy thing—just toast, always toast, but it was already a little tradition....

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“Common Places” by Kasey Cooper

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My thoughts were beginning to sync with the constant beeping of the machines. It had already been forty-five minutes, and the doctor hadn't come in yet to give us his prognosis. I stood and began to pace the floor. I looked up only for a second to glance at them. His father, who never said enough of the right thing, but always, too much of the wrong, was red-eyed and looked as if he would pass out. His mother, Lilith, dressed in her pearls, hair perfectly trimmed in a bob, was unusually silent. Our eyes locked, and then I looked a...

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“Xeno-Spirits” by Jordan Williams

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Content warning - Wholesome Couple Cuddles "But there's so much Evidence!" Penny said emphatically, hoping to bring their "discussion" to a close. Joe smiled and tried not to look too pleased with himself, though he didn't try particularly hard and his smile wormed across his face. "Yeah, that isn't evidence for ghosts. You got to hit me with intelligent responses or nothing." Joe said. "They say names and stuff!" Penny said. "Getting it once through that thing is not good enough, not by a long shot. I wanna hear, can you say your name, c...

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“The Space Between” by Bella Helena A.

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There was something about being an angel that Astrid hated with all her heart- perhaps it was the very fact that she could never physically hate anything. And while it was seen as a blessing to everyone in New Jerusalem, it was nothing more than a burden to her- the eldest cherubim under her family's name. And quite a name it was, or so her neighbors said. Yes, another one of Astrid's sins; she was notorious for listening through walls. But it wasn't her fault- they were just too thin to resist. "Astrid, darling, are you ready? The gates a...

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“God is Great” by Dustin Brewer

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“Honey, you could worship a shoe for all I care. And I’d still love you.” “I know,” Trinity said. “And that’s what makes this so hard.” Matt’s dog jumped between them onto the couch, spun around twice, then put his head on her thigh. It was late winter. A cold rain was falling outside and a warm fire was crackling inside. “Hitch loves you, too,” Matt said, as he put an arm around Trinity’s tense body, and a hand on her left shoulder. “Who was it that you named Hitch after?” Trinity asked, as she began running her pink na...

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“It's All in How You Say It” by Shauna Fields

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I tented my fingers and squeezed my eyelids shut. “For the last time, it’s juh-juh-gif.” “Alina,” Paul, my boyfriend of six months began, “It’s widely accepted as gif with a guh sound.” I let my arms fall to my sides in surrender. His slight smile and the fringe of hair falling down his forehead melted any desire I had to fight against his incorrect claim. He looked especially cute in his white undershirt, with the dishtowel tossed over his shoulder. The creator of the GIF had both the first and final say, as far as I was concerned, but he...

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“The Hawthorn Child” by Felix Twingrin

Submitted to Contest #132

CONTENT WARNING; swearing We were halfway through some Hymn in Italian when my phone went off. Its usually turned off during church so I am surprised it went off at all. Yanking it out of my pocket I moved to turn it off only to see the name on the screen and curse. “We are in church! Turn it off!” Daniella hissed in my ear. I could only apologise to her as I pushed my way out of the aisle and made for the door. I made the mistake to look back and see her thunderstruck face before I thumbed the receiver and put it to my ear and stepped ou...

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“A Tale of the Four” by Jenna Melancon

Submitted to Contest #132

Lorne didn’t give one fuck about religion, or spirituality, or anything relating to the supernatural. He did care for his daughter, though, and she was crazy about going to church. He didn’t think he’d ever met a kid who hadn’t been forced into going, or who hadn’t fallen asleep in a pew on Sundays. But his little Beth was the one who nagged him into dressing up and going to the big cathedral downtown every weekend, and sometimes on Wednesdays. The big cathedral had used to be dedicated to St. Francis of Assisi, but over the years it had ch...

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“Snowblower” by Darianne Echeverri

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I love the way she looks, Mary is very pretty. No matter if she just comes out of the shower, her hair wrapped in a towel, an old t-shirt, and the PJ pants I made her in 2021. I love her like that and want to kiss her but she pushes me away. Or she gives me a quick second kiss and says, “Okay that’s enough”, To which I say: “You look so yummy”. “No, I don’t, moron.” In the grocery store, people look at her. Men in particular. She doesn’t notice, but I do. And I know why: it’s her not-so-average way of dressing. It’s not offensi...

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“Downstate ” by Sam Wilson

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“Would you rather know when you’re going to die or how you’re going to die?” Cole quizzes me.He’s white knuckle gripping the steering wheel of his car and staring ahead through the cloudy windshield. He glances sideways at me, green eyes darting in my direction before returning to the road.The radio’s been off for over an hour. The only thing I hear is the low hum of the engine. The sun is sinking lower in the sky as we make our way downstate. I stare out the window at the passing trees, blurring into one inky green mass, and consider the we...

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Write a story about a couple with fundamentally different beliefs.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 23 stories

“Selcouth” by Abigail Airuedomwinya

“Yellow” by Oma S. Ari

“Bangs vs Mullets” by Jamie Gregory

“One of us is right, one of us will die.” by Holly Guy

“Chalk and Cheese” by Suma Jayachandar

“Evil Incarnate” by Thomas Graham

“Common Places” by Kasey Cooper

“Xeno-Spirits” by Jordan Williams

“The Space Between” by Bella Helena A.

“God is Great” by Dustin Brewer

“It's All in How You Say It” by Shauna Fields

“The Hawthorn Child” by Felix Twingrin

“A Tale of the Four” by Jenna Melancon

“Snowblower” by Darianne Echeverri

“Downstate ” by Sam Wilson

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Start your story with a character saying “Are you there, God? It’s me…”

Write a story where a character is exploring their religious or spiritual identity.

End your story with a character saying “Thank you, God. Thanks an awful lot.” (sarcastically or not).

Write a story about a teenager whose family is moving.

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