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“Futility” by Daniel Kleba

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The Boy stood frozen in the produce section, staring across the store at the familiar blonde curls of The Girl currently investigating the deli meats. He crouched down behind the tall stack of honeydews and considered the definition of insanity. Was it applicable to relationships? People change, after all, so it really wasn’t that crazy to expect a different result. Maybe she’d changed? He most certainly had. Some would say for the worse but healing wasn’t a process that could be rushed. It takes years for most people to get over the death o...

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“I Didn't Know” by B. J. Kant

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At the time I didn't know, it was obvious, so many signs. I am talking Looney Tunes, obvious. Though somehow I was still oblivious. Whether I am that blind, whether I just didn't want to think that was the case, regardless of how; I didn't know that this would be the last time that I would hold you. I stood at the end of the bed trying to hold back all of the feelings. More feelings than I knew I had, let alone knew how to process. My body felt like it was stiff with rigor mortis, whilst simultaneously feeling like I was about to melt into...

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“Unrivaled” by Amanda Parker

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The thud-squeal of the brakes, as the bus pulled into South Station, woke me from my daze. I wasn’t changing buses, but I was ready to change seats. After being hunkered down near the front of the bus since I boarded in Rhode Island, I was done with the driver’s endless prattle. He clearly thought he was a New England tour guide. He’d started with a monologue about the weather and moved on to steady commentary about other drivers and the various sights one could encounter from Providence to Boston. I’d tried to sleep, unfortunately, he’d not...

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“Waiting for Larry” by Sue Cockcroft

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The first time I met Larry was on the field trip in South Africa. My colleague, Brian, better known as "Professor Hayes", had arranged for all his final year Marine Biology students to travel to Knysna on the Cape coast to collect data for their first hands-on research project. Larry's wealthy father had agreed to let us use his boat for 'a little bit of educational fun,' as he called it. So, there we were, all eighteen of us, waiting for Larry.Outside the Knysna Yacht Club, the Cape sky was turning an angry grey - not uncommo...

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“Cracked Roof's Lullaby” by Jiiti Advika

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The rain pelted against their shed mercilessly. Thatched, broken, and patched all over again, their roof was like something from a comic, Andy observed warily. It had no business under such assault as the downpour before them: this sting of droplets so sharp it sounded more like a hailstorm.Indeed, it seemed their roof would not last them the hour. Andy thought herself safe enough, nestled under a sturdy, broad bench as she was, but her parents were terribly exposed, and she wondered how they'd make the night when the roof finally caved.It w...

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“A Strange Exchange” by Kitiera Morey

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My fingers twist the long grass at my feet. I stare ahead, not seeing the campground or the pond. My breathing is shallow, but every inhale feels like a knife stabbing my lungs. I’m no doctor, but I know I’m messed up. There’s nothing I can do. I mean, how can I get to the hospital? I don’t have my driving permit, and even if I did, I don’t have a car. Any of my friends that drive won’t believe me if I tell them what led to my ribs getting hurt. Hell, even my dad’s family would think I’m lying, or as I’ve heard before, misunderstanding event...

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“Death’s Kiss” by Preston Allen-Hernandez

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The machine beeped in the room, a steady, constant rhythm that was easy to miss yet impossible to ignore. The room was almost all white, only the curtains, separating the occupants from the rest of the building, had a modicum of color, ugly polka dots that were an affront to the eyes. Sylus sat in the chair next to the bed, looking down at his intertwined fingers, his hands covered by smooth, black gloves. “Are you sure this is what you want?” He asked, his voice quiet, desperately insignificant in the small room. Olivia smiled at him, her b...

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“Our First and last kiss” by Barbara Zeer

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As Dicki lay in his bed I'm still acutely aware of his strength. My darling who was once full of life is becoming tired. His laughter is still as magnetic as the day I met him it encouraged you to join in. Through our tears he gets us to laugh. I remember the first time I met him I noticed his crisp blue eyes and the way he smiled. It wasn't a perfect smile rather a crooked grin that looked mischievous and fun. There are so many memories and as we gather around, they all come flooding back. I can't help but see that boyish grin return to his...

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“Ocean's Kiss” by Anya Young

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We stood alone at this hidden beach you took me to; you kept talking about how pretty it was and that I just had to see it, and it was the perfect spot because you were sure barely anyone knew about it or went there. Eventually, I let you take me here, as your happiness is all I want. The weather wasn’t bad at first, but the closer we got to the beach, the stronger the wind. “You okay with this? We can go back if you’d like,” you asked. I did want to turn back a little, but I didn’t want you to think I was scared of a little wind, so we push...

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“Sweet Hearts” by Eleanor J Winstanley

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July 1992 I’ve always had crushes - since around the age of seven. Looking back, even then, I seemed hopelessly doomed to long for those boys who hardly noticed I had been in their class for an entire year (or more) . There was Gareth, Ryan, Tommy, oh and Rupert of course! That had been the ultimate worst case of unrequited love for me - well - up until Angus . I’m not certain why I’ve not written anything about him until now; mind you, whether I’ve written something or not is irrelevant. No one is going to read th...

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“Atitlán Sugar Loaf” by Matthias Poynder-Meares

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Glistening on the lake, the sun sparkled as I gazed out towards the mountains. Nearby, the sounds from the kitchen could be heard as Paola prepared us her famous vegan breakfast. It was times like these where everything just felt right with the world. A new day, sparkling and fresh which held promises of summer fruits and hours of poolside lounging. Back home upstate in NY, I knew my friends were in the midst of a snowstorm and the sweet summer smell for them would feel as a distant dream.  This was our family tradition of l...

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“Where the Kingfisher Sings” by Jocalyn Imbody

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The winds hummed through those flimsy reaching tendons of trees and brush that frost fleeting eve. Up in the trees, the birds would peck and gravel again at their acorn nests, fixing up the worn out kneaded sticks like they would stay in them forever. The ground below me nestled and scratched as little weasels and voles play in the labyrinth down below, and the vixen hid her kits, safely at home cozy under the shade of the old birch tree roots. All around, action wafted through the trees, the ground, the air, yet here I lay, letting my body ...

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“A Starry Night Christmas” by Ray Britton

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TW: mentions of attempted suicide and the death of a family member are mentioned. The winter evening was cloaked in a serene chill, with delicate snowflakes gently descending onto the frost-kissed pavement. The festive glow of Christmas lights wove through the streets, casting a whimsical shimmer on the snow, creating a picture-perfect scene reminiscent of a holiday postcard. Couples, wrapped in scarves and mittens, strolled leisurely, leaving soft footprints in their wake. Nestled at the far end of a quaint block of shops, a small, unassu...

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“Seventeen kisses” by Paul Simpkin

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Our first kiss? Yes, our first kiss was in the rehearsal room. It was a beautiful, magical moment. Never to be forgotten. What a kiss! She had wonderful red hair. Her skin was perfect. She was an angel. Every time I was close to her there was electricity between us. We kissed exactly 17 times. It must be almost 50 years ago but I can remember that first kiss so clearly. My first term at university. My second play after a brief cameo in a brilliant production of Twelfth Night. The director had set the play in 1930s Chicago. It was sold out ...

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“Burden” by Paul Christopherson

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CW: Swearing, Mentions of post alcoholismIt was supposed to be a fresh start, running off to a new life. Now Varly sits alone at a bar, staring at a glass of cheap wine. Some habits die hard, she chuckles.It was supposed to be simple now. Finally able to live a life with no responsibilities. No overbearing father. No siblings. No one to worry about but herself. Instead, Hai bumbled into her life. This ray of endless sunshine that could smother even the darkness of Varly’s mind. It’s infuriating. How Hai can stand being around her. How t...

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Write a story about a first or last kiss.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 108 stories

“Futility” by Daniel Kleba

“I Didn't Know” by B. J. Kant

“Unrivaled” by Amanda Parker

“Waiting for Larry” by Sue Cockcroft

“Cracked Roof's Lullaby” by Jiiti Advika

“A Strange Exchange” by Kitiera Morey

“Death’s Kiss” by Preston Allen-Hernandez

“Our First and last kiss” by Barbara Zeer

“Ocean's Kiss” by Anya Young

“Sweet Hearts” by Eleanor J Winstanley

“Atitlán Sugar Loaf” by Matthias Poynder-Meares

“Where the Kingfisher Sings” by Jocalyn Imbody

“A Starry Night Christmas” by Ray Britton

“Seventeen kisses” by Paul Simpkin

“Burden” by Paul Christopherson

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Write a love story without using the word “love.”

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