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Anrok's Vow

Submitted to Contest #75

Anrok was said to be the greatest pirate of his time. It was said that he would have climbed a thousand mountains, ventured into the darkest caves in search of precious treasures, unearthed the greatest wonders of this world, and annihilated the greatest barbarians. Anrok was adored and feared by all, so great was his power. He braved the seas alone, unmanned. It was said that he did not need a crew, that his ship obeyed his every wish. Yes, there were many stories about Anrok, but no one had seen him since he set out on the mission to find ...

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A Memorable Reversal

Submitted to Contest #75

A Memorable Reversal- "I remember how the sky looked that fairy night. I was under a galaxy then. The sweet breeze carrying a hint of vanilla wasn't as gentle to be pleased with. It was a small town children, but there were indeed too many mouths to feed. It was a fortnight after Christmas when a man arrived, dressed finely. The polished shoes, brown hat, golden almond glasses and poised posture was mismatching in contrast to our little town. The way he carried himself made us gawk at him. He looked over his thin rimmed spectacles and made...

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No Regrets, The List

Submitted to Contest #75

Oscar woke up in bed. He yawned, tussled his messy brown hair and tried to roll over, but as he did something stopped him half way – there was something tugging on his arm. It was something painful! His tired eyes started fluttering open to find out what was poking in his arm. As he moved, his head set on fire in a splitting headache. It was probably a hangover he reasoned, another big night out celebrating the end of high school and going on to university. If that was the case (which it likely was) then he really didn’t want to know wh...

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A Promise in the Storm

Submitted to Contest #75

New Year: the time for resolutions and all that "jazz." But New Years is only one day in which you look back on your past year and see through all of your lies, and vow to become a better person. Well, my New Year's wish this year, "Get through 2021 so you can start this process all over again." The feeling of desired freedom and wanted independence intertwined into my thoughts. The thoughts blaring throughout my head like a siren interjected over the self-determination. Space - always given. Independence - I’ve always wanted. Freedom - In...

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All change

Submitted to Contest #75

I use running logs, add notes to them as I see fit – as my clients speak with me and proffer situations that have arisen which need to be tended to. Some are a simple change of physical location, or maybe a new hair colour. Others ….. well, they're not so easy. I need to think on my feet. Helping these people is a lot like hard work only there's the satisfaction of assisting them in their desire to get up and out of the situations in which they find themselves, regardless of fate, future or finances. I've made a few good friends fro...

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The vow

Submitted to Contest #75

"Open your eyes!"Nothing."Sophie! Open your eyes!"Darkness. Light. Darkness. The end.5am. 20°C. A normal morning for tropical North Queensland. It is quiet. The roads are deserted. Only a few early-morning joggers and workers punctuate the Cairns Esplanade. Farther beyond, the sun is rising.Sophie woke up earlier than usual this morning. In today's Facebook post, she writes"It is happening today. I have made up my mind. Wish me luck!😍" before pressing the SEND button. Sophie types up posts ever morning. This is what she does to set herself u...

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A Liquid Past

Submitted to Contest #75

The water splashed against the bowl of the sink, racing around the plughole and teasing its edges until finding itself slurped into the hole. The sound soothed John’s mind, temporarily displacing the hundreds of thoughts crammed in there. John placed his palms below the taps and splashed water across his face, hoping it would slap the thoughts out completely and dispel them from his mind forever. He knew, however, that the thoughts would return, and he found that he envied the water pouring from the tap and the way that it merely existed. ...

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Gone missing

Submitted to Contest #75

CHAPTER 1  THE NEW SCHOOl This was the day that Julia was going into 7th grade. She was super nervous. Yet she was also exited at the same time. She just moved from gulf shores alabama to duluth minnesota. So she is at a new school called duluth edison northstar. So when she got to school she met a friend named Chloe and brooke. Brooke had long dirty blond hair and Chloe had short brown hair. She was also in the same grade as them. She had history and geometry with them and math with brooke. So later that day in history the teacher...

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Finding Himself

Submitted to Contest #75

Leonard was a son of a billionaire. His father had a well established business. Leonard's parents loved him more than anything in this world. He was a spoiled kid who was always reluctant to do something for himself. He never thought of being independent. He lived on his father's money. He was a party freak who was always surrounded by people. He had never experienced being alone. One night he,his family and his friends were having a party on a yacht. Leonard was drunk, he went at the top of the yacht. When he reached the railing of the yach...

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Scars Can Be Deeper Than The Skin

Submitted to Contest #75

“What do you mean you don’t care?”He simply shrugged, lounging comfortably on the sofa. What else did the so-called friend want him to say? That he wanted to remember his past? That he wanted to relearn how he got all his scars, his limp, his glass eye? How he had more electrical burns on his skin than any man should? Almost as if he’d been routinely struck by lightning...No.He was good, thank you. “Gabriel, you can’t be serious-”“You know what my name means?”The asian man pauses, then smiles softly “It means ‘God is my strength’. ...

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Bystander

Submitted to Contest #75

5 There were five of us. When the night began there were five.  We had wanted to take a walk at night. The harsh afternoon heat mellowed into a gentle warmth, and Cal had brought up the idea of taking a walk. Grace disagreed. Walking in the woods was scary enough, its large trees and hazardous floor making it easy to trip. I didn’t have an opinion on the matter.  “C’mon Grace, live a little! We live in Utah. What's the worst that can happen?” Cal argued. After relentless convincing, Cal had persuaded us to take this walk.  ...

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The long and short of it

Submitted to Contest #75

The dust travelled high up to the heavens and gusted tremendously in great turbine pools of acrid beige particles. Ground so dry, sweat drops would make the sand mites sing at the surface. The sun was almost calling it a day, as it leant on the tip of the mountain-scape. The hilly monolithic view as a background, made way for the sandy foreground, where no life seemed to teem but a common black crow and three black silhouettes in the distance, atop four legged beasts. Heat waves swung out like capes around these silhouettes and the beasts sh...

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On Top of the World

Submitted to Contest #75

I look at the list of new year resolutions again and groan. I hadn’t imagined it, it was there. It has been there for almost five years now, but I still don’t look forward to it. I add it every year in the hope that it will happen, only for it to not. Written in my neat handwriting which I use only for specific occasions, in black ink, with a little square next to it. Get over your fear of heights (go bungee jumping with family this year). I hate my past self. At that time, that idiot thought that future me would be able...

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Passing Through Desert Rose

Submitted to Contest #75

It was a wide, baked plain west of the Badlands, deep in the heart of the Arizona Country. Against the pitiless, brassy glare of the mid-afternoon sun, the striking white of the settlement walls could be seen like a haze against the barren landscape. A few fingers of cacti and clumps of mesquite grass grew in the harsh soil, if soil it could be termed, otherwise for miles the desert stretched on, north, south and east of the Badlands, like an ocean of white against the pale blue of the sky.“Shore is a one-eyed burg, Ol’ Hoss,” a young rider ...

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How I finally Done my New Year's reselution.

Submitted to Contest #75

Hello, My name's Jacob and I'm the one writing the story, so my names will be 'me,I and my' because this is written in first person. So, let me start the story, wich is a adventure, So I should call it the How I finally Done my New Year's reselution Adventure story wich I will start just in the setence below: We were all sitting down in the assembly Hall. Our headteacher, Mrs.smulglop, who had a giant pointy sharp nose like one of those fished with swords on their nose, or are the swords THEIR nose? Anyhow, We were Back in School in Janaur...

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