Write about someone who wants to stay home alone, only for their plans to be disrupted.

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“A Forgotten Spark” by Riley B.

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“C’mon Jake, don’t bail on us again. You haven’t shown up the last three times. We’re worried about you, man.” My friend’s voice crackled through my phone, reaching my half-attentive ears. “Yeah Pat, I’ll do my best. I’m busy with stuff, so no promises.” “Not good enough, Jake. Tell me right now you’ll be here. Promise me, dude. None of this half-committed crap. We’ve had this planned for months, there is no reason you shouldn’t be able to make it.” “Alright, fine. Sure, I’ll be there.” “Promise me, Jake.” “I promise.” The state...

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“Mi casa is not su casa” by Moon Lion

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"And you're sure you're going to be okay?" Christine asked for the fifth time, looking anxious as she fiddled with the clasp on her bracelet. I sighed deeply and walked over, snapping the clasp shut. "Yes, I'm sure, please go and enjoy your night." Mason placed a heavy hand on my shoulder. "Just looking out for you, Champ. It's been a tough couple of weeks, and we want to be there for you." I forced a smile for their sake. "Guys, seriously, I appreciate all this, but I really just need a night of video games and trash movies ...

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“In The Present with The Past” by Kathleen `Woods

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There was something good in being made of before, which is really the only accurate name for the substance Past was derived from. Being a spirit derived from such a heady substance gave Past an eternal nature, at least to those forced to perceive it, as while the Present is fleeting and the Future is at times grim, the Past has already taken all it can and is therefore much less frightening. That doesn’t stop the spirit from being little known, half formed and amorphic in the perspective of most who partook in the luxury of Past’s pres...

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“Blue Christmas” by Rachel Kenley Fry

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“I’m not going. I told you, this year, I’m really not going.”Nick’s voice sounds like it’s coming from another wing of the house rather than from the other side of the door. I knock again, but without waiting for an answer I push open the door.“I’m coming in, I hope you’re decent!” I announce cheerily, and my eyes begin to water. The room smells like sour milk, tobacco and sweat.“Nick?” I walk to the bed, kicking aside food wrappers and clothes to make a path as I go. “Nick. It’s time to get up. Way past time. Come on man.”I reach above my h...

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“No Takers?” by Leon Kondres

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DING! The spicy fried bananas were finally done. If only my girl was here to see this, she'd hate it. I love that. I miss that. People hating, if even just for fun. These days it's all positivity, most of it false. That won't stop me from remembering hate, love's lover. It's not forbidden to hate, just looked down upon. We convinced ourselves we're better than that. Someone would look down upon me eating spicy fried bananas a few hundred years ago, but not now. Even if I had someone to share it with, they would love me for it. Not hate, n...

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“The land of the wicked ” by Olwethu Ntimbane

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My 8th grade teacher once said ,"when it comes to friends,choose wisely".On this particular day,I wasn't paying attention. I'll never forget the night it started. Mom and dad were out of town and I had the house to myself. I had my whole night planned out. A bowl of popcorn,three cans of soda and a night of endless movies. I laid back on the couch and enjoyed the luxury of being alone but unfortunately,just like Geoffrey Chaucer said ,"all good things must come to an end ". I was halfway through my first movie before being interrupted by ...

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“Plan B” by Amanda Lieser

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This story discusses the Plan B pill and underage use of drugs/alcohol. Plan A is to fall in love with him. To convince him to change. Plan A is to show him how wonderful sobriety or maybe even conscious moderation. I decided I could live with conscious moderation. We work behind the long, red, plastic counter of a deli downtown which is where he slid a large cola to me on his first date. “Hey Cutie, can you catch?” he asked. I remember the sound of the plastic blue cup scraping and bumping along. Turns out, I could. Brian and I had cof...

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“That Dreaded Spare Key” by Kayley Dickins

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To say he was looking forward to going home was to put it very lightly, almost imperceptibly so. It had been the main thing on his mind all day, whenever something went wrong he had resumed his ‘I can go home soon’ mantra and it had made him feel the littlest bit better. The thought of ordering dinner in, blending in to the sofa, and putting something mindless on the television was all that was keeping him going. Of course, in true bad day style, it was nearing on two hours past the time that he should have been finishing work when he finall...

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“Staying In” by Story Time

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He had tried his hardest not to be invited anywhere. The bug bite on his arm still hadn’t healed from the barbecue at his brother’s house the previous Saturday, and it was all the proof he needed that outings in the summer were not for him. The temperature had been a crisp seventy-one degrees all day with a delightful, slightly intrusive wind making an appearance every so often. It was the ideal weather for a night on the town, and he knew as soon as he rolled out of bed that there would be exactly forty-six text messages requesting his pr...

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“Why do we need neighbors” by Fiery Red

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Firdose waited for the footsteps to die away. Once she was sure her aunt was out of earshot and too far to return back lest she forgot an armlet, she dashed down the stairs and opened the box with a flourish, breathing in its satisfying aroma. The light from the fridge illuminated the counter as she chose her favorites. The eggs were chosen and placed on the counter without any second thoughts, and then she stepped back for a bit debating between the memen and çılbır. The killer mix of soft mushy eggs, tangy tomatoes and bitter green pepper ...

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“Getaway” by John K Adams

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Jerry couldn’t wait to start the weekend. The day had been nothing but dreary mandatory meetings filled with preening people. He got nothing done. Clearing his desk, he saw his two notes from the last confab. Surrounded by doodles, filigrees, and dark underlining, he’d written an idea for a training on how ‘not to ask pointless questions which prolong meetings into eternity.’ Printed neatly beneath that, he wrote, ‘paradise = alone.’ He never made the suggestion, though. He knew it would have provoked additional pointless discussion. What ...

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“Friday Night” by Michael Loring

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Friday. The most splendid day of the week. People would argue that Saturday was the best day, and some might even suggest Sunday had its merits, but in my humble opinion, Friday was the most wonderful day. Or, more specifically, Friday night. Entering invoices all day long wasn’t a difficult job, but it could be mind-numbing at times. The place I worked at wasn’t particularly stressful either, some might even say it was laidback. Despite these facts, it remained that my least favorite thing to do on this planet Earth was wake up early and l...

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“PJ O'clock” by Andrea Magee

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Spell check-check, save-check, sign-check, submit-check. Courtenay leaned back in her chair arched her back and flexed her fingers. For a while there it was touch-n-go. The article she was working on had a 3 p.m. deadline and she had just made it with only six minutes left before three o'clock.Tanner had dropped McKenzies work load on her desk at 9:30 that morning. She hadn't said a word to him. She just stuck her tongue out at his retreating back.She and Tanner had a love hate relationship; they loved to hate each other. Tanner became her b...

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“Restless and Relaxation” by Greg Gillis

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It was Friday night, and Bobby just finished a twelve-hour shift after a very hectic week of work. Creedence Clearwater Revival’s, “Lookin’ Out My Back Door” played on the stereo as he cracked open a chilled bottle of Michelob Ultra, sat in his wingback chair, and stretched his feet out across the wicker ottoman. This was the first time in weeks that Bobby was going to have the whole weekend to do nothing but re...

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“All Winnie Wanted” by Melanie Emm.

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All Winnie wanted was one night to herself. Work had been hectic all week, and it was finally Friday night. She had a date lined up, too, one she could not, would not miss. It was with the old movie channel and a carton of chocolate ice cream. She showered, changed into her favorite, cozy, pink unicorn pajamas, got the ice cream and a tablespoon, settled into her big, soft couch, and turned on the television. Punching in the numbers for the right station, she was pleased to see one of her favorites was just starting. Peeling ...

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Write about someone who wants to stay home alone, only for their plans to be disrupted.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 145 stories

“A Forgotten Spark” by Riley B.

“Mi casa is not su casa” by Moon Lion

“In The Present with The Past” by Kathleen `Woods

“Blue Christmas” by Rachel Kenley Fry

“No Takers?” by Leon Kondres

“The land of the wicked ” by Olwethu Ntimbane

“Plan B” by Amanda Lieser

“That Dreaded Spare Key” by Kayley Dickins

“Staying In” by Story Time

“Why do we need neighbors” by Fiery Red

“Getaway” by John K Adams

“Friday Night” by Michael Loring

“PJ O'clock” by Andrea Magee

“Restless and Relaxation” by Greg Gillis

“All Winnie Wanted” by Melanie Emm.

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