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Submitted by writers on Reedsy Prompts to our weekly writing contest. What happens when two different sides of the earth are brought together in a community, a family, or even a single person? Our collection of Asian American short stories can give you some ideas.

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Arriving in Dreamland

Submitted to Contest #92

The day was 20th August. The time was 10:30 in the morning. American Airlines had just made a safe landing at the Pittsburgh Airport in the USA. As passengers were gradually making their way out one by one, Joyee got her stuff and followed the queue as she walked out of the airplane. ‘Now, I need to find a way to make a call to mom.’ Joyee said to herself, as she was looking for a phone booth. Almost twenty minutes had passed, but no phone booth came into sight. ‘Excuse me.’ Joyee approached a gentleman who was her co-passenger in the flight...

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SOME LOVE STORIES LIVE FOR EVER

Submitted to Contest #92

A girl looked at a boy during prizes distribution cermony. The boy was awarded Best Student of The year. the girl was surprised and She came and congratulated him.Boy was of sixteen andd the girl was 24. AFTER a week new session of college started.in the mean while a girl enter the class and started lecture.this was the girl who met a boy at prizes distribution cermony .The girl name was saira and the boy was sitting infront of him. the boy name was sanan. now sanan was a student and saira was a teacher. the student was very hardworki...

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The Day I was Human

Submitted to Contest #91

"Gangu Ram, are you there?", I cried. This just doesn't work. Gangu Ram is always late. He never comes to the school early .Sometimes I feel so exasperated with him that I feel I would give him a sound thrashing." I would like to break his neck", I thought. I repeatedly told him yesterday not to be so late, but who listens to whom. Especially today is a very important day. The school inspector is coming to inspect the school. Our school, the P. G Memorial is reputed to have the best library in Kolkata, with its air conditioned rooms, comfort...

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Your book is overdue.

Submitted to Contest #91

The mail did not surprise me. It is overdue. I know it. But the book is excellent and rare. I lack the heart to let it out of my hands. Having felt the dark fresh air breathed out by the little book with its strange figures how could anyone return it. And yet I have to return the book of mystery. It had to be read by others. That will create a following for the ideas hidden in its depths, carefully concealed by the droll wording and the macabre drawings. It is hand written. I took one last look at the blank dull grey cover. I imagined form...

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Trauma Bonds

K A

Submitted to Contest #91

 “Hey...Hey!”I woke up abruptly, drool on my sleeve, my glasses halfway down my face. Completely forgetting that I had been in the library, I panicked. I jumped up, looking around wildly.“Oh sorry,” a high-pitched voice said behind me. I jerked my head around to face her. A small Asian woman in a white button-up top waved at me sheepishly. I adjusted my glasses just in time to make out ‘library assistant’ on her shirt. “I’m just about to lock up. I didn’t want you to get trapped in here.” She jingled the keys she held. I rubbed my eyes,...

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One the Hike

Submitted to Contest #90

   Miko Anase Nakamura extinguished her cigarette in the palm of her hand. Usually pain wasn’t a feeling she enjoyed. But when she did this, it reminded her of her dad. He used to do the same thing, never to her, but she always wondered what it felt like. When she tried her first cigarette the overwhelming urge to try it triumphed. At his funeral, she did it again, for convenience rather than curiosity. Yet it was the closest she had ever felt to him. Even now in the same school he went to at her age, she never felt further ap...

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They Hoped

Submitted to Contest #91

At precisely 4:15 pm on a school day afternoon while waiting for someone to pick them up, two students had the same thought: What am I gonna have for dinner? Considering this is a rather generic question that most people ask themselves at some point during the day, this would not be so notable. But, taking into account that neither of them knew the other, and they were in a very similar occasion one would think that is quite special.  One of the previously mentioned students had the tendency to think about things like Will I even make ...

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Ballad of the Anti-Hero and her Girlfriend

Submitted to Contest #90

      “God we’re packed like sardines…” Eriko muttered.           The train was packed to the brim with people trying to get out of the city. It wasn’t like most times where they were just trying to get away from a giant superhero fight. No, today was just… nice. It was in the 70s and the clouds were few but fluffy. If a supervillain decided to launch whatever evil plan they had must’ve stopped because today was just that nice.     &...

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Today is Not Meant to be Pretty

Submitted to Contest #90

Today is not meant to be pretty. Today is the day for a fight. Today also has no time for late-comers. Kiyoko makes this clear with her eyes like iridescent beetle wings and wild hand gestures. I navigate the tree she’s perched in like my childhood years on the monkey bars. When I finally bend my ragdoll-limbs into an acrobatic criss-cross-applesauce, she lectures me about native Arizona trees. I’m not listening. I’m surveying the beautiful sunrise projected like a utopian film over the Golden Canyon Golf Course bunkers. They’re su...

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Confidence

Submitted to Contest #90

Confidence ~  By: Mahita Ghattu  I’d always wished someone believed in me. It was always my friends or my family making fun of me. Sometimes I feel like I’m lonely. I just wish that someone would support me.  “Sorry coming through,” A boy said, pushing me to the side. I got shoved into another person, and they got shoved, and then another, and another. This was the most crowded train in all of America. We all fell neatly like dominos. And this happened again and again till everyone was off the train. I walked out of the t...

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Live Oak

Submitted to Contest #90

Lyra was destined to become an aerial artist. After all, her name was Lyra like a lyra hoop artist. She imagined herself working as a professional circus acrobat after the first time her mother took her to the local fair. There before her wondrous 8-year-old eyes, she saw a magical dancer spinning round and round on one of those lyra hoops, her body spinning infinite circles 20 plus feet in the air. Now twenty years of age, Lyra stared up at the live oak tree that stood in front of her parents' beachside chalet. This was her vacation throu...

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Things May Change

Submitted to Contest #89

It was May when I met Tara. It makes sense that it was May. I feel like May was always the month of change—especially here in New Jersey. It’s when green finally starts growing on the trees and life returns to the world after a bitter winter and spring. I liked going on walks in the forest back then. I’m glad I enjoyed the simple pleasures in life like golden sunlight twinkling through the canopy of leaves, back when I had the chance. That way I don’t have as many regrets as the others who are left.  I was taking a walk in the woods th...

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Confusion ....

Submitted to Contest #89

"Please don't go!" I cried and said but he was already ready to go further. I could feel my heart beat raising with each step he was taking away from me , why does he has that effect on me when we clearly mentioned that we are just friends and that is going to stay forever. Truth hurts and it is true that I have feelings for him, I always had that's why I took initiatives for our friendship and tried to escalate it but it didn't worked out that well. I just didn't knew how to handle this because I have already lost my bff few months ago beca...

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The Toad and The Princess

Submitted to Contest #88

The haze of sunrise barely broke through the dark shadow surrounding Mari’s high school. Like ants to a nest, students trudged through the cold fog of an autumn dawn. Mari Ho trudged just a little slower than the rest. She knew once the fluorescent lights of the building hit her face, she’d have to hide it all. She’d have to hide the redness on her cheeks and around her eyes from crying on the drive to school. She’d have to hide the bags under her eyes from not getting enough sleep. She’d have to hide her anger at her parents—at her world.&n...

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The Spring Awakening

Submitted to Contest #86

The clap of thunder was still ringing in Rick's ears as Jim walked away. The conversation had started out simply enough. They had been arguing - it felt like they'd been arguing a lot lately - about what had happened that day. Or rather, what hadn't happened. They were supposed to have gone out with a group of friends on a socially distanced hike. Take some time away, out in nature. Out of nowhere, the morning of, Jim had decided that he wasn't in the mood for a walk. "What's been going on with you lately? You were just complaining about ho...

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