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Friend Zoned

Submitted to Contest #63

My eyes skim the parking lot again, looking for that familiar 2001 Chevy. It’s painted bright purple and impossible to miss but I can’t find it anywhere. My phone buzzed with a text from Jean, saying she was stuck in traffic and would be here in ten. I texted her a thumbs-up emoji and sat down on a hay bale to wait. They were set up in lines all around the edges of the apple orchard, where Jean should have met me five minutes ago. We’ve been planning to come here for weeks but she’s been so busy lately that I haven’t seen her much. It’ll be ...

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Set Ablaze

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. The trees were blackened, the leaves now golden with flame. Ashes flew like snowfall. I watched the flames rise higher, burning the grass, burning everything except a path of stone in front of me, leading to the school. "That insane motherfu"- I run along the path, hearing screams and cries of my classmates. The flames somehow create a wall around me, protecting me from the danger but still reminding me of the heat that can kill me at any moment. I can see my classmates run the opp...

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Hallucinations

Submitted to Contest #63

Apparently, Michael was seeing things.  At least, that was one of the many rumours about him going around Cloverlawn Collegiate. One student’s mother, who had a psychology degree, informed him that Michael had taken so much LSD, he suffered a mental lapse and had experienced hallucinations and severe delusions ever since. Another person heard that Michael had attempted suicide, and then prescribed mood stabilizers so heavy that he had lost grips with reality.  Some blamed his parents who were both big city lawyers and p...

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The Fire of Miss Moffat

Submitted to Contest #63

The Fire of Miss MoffatBy the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. A steady stream of burnt oranges and fiery reds; just the ticket to brighten my mood.I reflected on my sleepy surroundings. It must have been where Sleepford got its name with endless rows of trees enclosing the town, only there was a clearing where the branches were thinner, showing the pale patterned bark of the branches.I paused to take a peek at my reflection in a puddle amongst the leaves. I am still sixteen year old Will Kahn. I still have deep olive skin, s...

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Gravity and Apples

Submitted to Contest #63

What happens if the earth has no gravity at all? Are we going to float and do our activity in the sky? It gonna be fun. Violet is in her class today, a physics class with a teacher who is explaining the force of gravity according to Newton's laws. She is trying to stay awake after a night of finishing her work. Violet made extra money by selling her writing to the newspaper under the alias Purple Sky. Not much different from the meaning of her name."I assign you to study Newton's laws in groups of two. Do you want to be randomly divided...

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Simple Apple Picking

Submitted to Contest #63

Our story starts on October 13, when I was sitting on the couch in the family room, scrolling through the upcoming events for ASPCA. Fritz (my dog) was laying on my feet, snoring softly. My little brother Tyler was playing on his Nintendo Switch on the opposite side of the couch. I was just about to sign up for the upcoming merchandise sale event when my best friend Hailey’s face popped up on my phone. Of course, she would call me when I just wanted a lazy day at home with Fritz. Reluctantly, I swiped the button and put the phone to my ear. ...

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Apple of my eye

Submitted to Contest #63

ARYAMANI'm on a wobbly ladder but I don't care. I have to pluck as many apples as possible, its a freaking competition. I see the other players ravishing the whole tree, the time is ticking. But I can't move cause I'm perplexed of her beauty. How her hair are reaching her shoulders, how her smile is sweet, her eyes like small pearls shining in this fog. Right now she's standing down with a basket in her hands gesturing me to pluck the apples, but I can't move I think I have fallen in love with her. AGAINJIYASince the time I have remembered t...

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Mindy's Coffee Shop

Submitted to Contest #63

The sharp, chilly winds of October wrapped around me as I approached Mindy’s Coffee Shop. Not more than a week before, I received the confirmation email that sealed the hiring process. Being just 16, this was my first job, my first source of income, my first step to the future. As a 16 year old, my job options were slightly bigger, but still limited; bagging groceries, cleaning movie theater floors, tutoring, nothing my taste. When I had heard about the arrival of Mindy’s Coffee Shop, I leapt at my chance for this job, along with many others...

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Fall Beginnings

Submitted to Contest #63

“By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire,” I said, finishing the reading of my short story to my class. “Wait, what do you mean ‘by the time you stepped outside, the leaves were on fire’?” my teacher questioned, “Is that the end of the story?” When I nodded, she made a mark in her gradebook and said, “What kind of ending is that? That is not how you finish a story. I’m giving you a D!” I winced. I knew that they wouldn’t understand. This assignment was supposed to be a made-up story about fall, but while trying to write one, I...

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We Cared Only Briefly

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. There was smoke first, or the smell of it, sharp and determined through the vents of the classrooms, and then whispers, hopes that classes would be cancelled, that the front hallways were burning. We were in no danger, they assured us, the fire wasn’t close. Just focus, just pay attention to the equation. We couldn’t see much from the windows, only the reflected lights of firetrucks, red, yellow, red, yellow, and then they closed the drapes. By the time we were dismissed we could see th...

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The Not So Perfect Date

Submitted to Contest #63

“Ughh, how long is this class going to last?” I asked myself as I started daydreaming about what my date with Mikey might be like. “I’m so excited to finally get out of the house after being grounded for 2 months. Ooh, I wonder where he’s going to take me” I thought as I started beaming, “what should I wear?”  An hour later, the class is finally ending, “RINGGG!” cried the lunch bell and I couldn’t be more excited to get out of that boring biology class.  “Sierra, could you stay back for a moment?” Asked Mrs. Carter as I nodded. ...

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Two Hundred Leaves

Submitted to Contest #63

Theresa began sixth grade at a school that had a choir, and she found she preferred standing around a piano singing scales to sitting in an uncomfortable desk taking the notes of a boring lecture. She had never belted out her voice before, or felt the cool vibrations that filled her head, face, and body when she sang out loud. She thought she sounded just like Whitney Houston. This was not the case. Neither her pitch, nor rhythm, was exceptionally good. So, when the time came to audition for parts, Theresa was given an alto part instead of a...

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Blue Lightning

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. The smoke lifted high into the darkness and the crackling of the blaze carried out into the silence of the night. I was in a trance; I couldn't look away if my life depended on it. Did I do this? No, I couldn't have.The sirens knocked me out of my trance and I backed away, slowly at first, before finally turning and running inside.I stared at my hands. This wasn't my fault. 'I told you it's not safe here. Your power is too much for you to control at the moment. Now, how are you going to...

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Write about two characters going apple peaking....Honesty never goes unrewarded.

Submitted to Contest #63

In Sialkot, A father, Wisdom, was telling his children that honesty never goes unrewarded. His younger brother, Star, enters the home and tells his elder brother that a new disease has broken out in China and TV is spreading the news that it will spread in the whole world and people have to face many problems specially socially and economically. Star is illiterate and asks his brother Wisdom to collect some food and rupees so that it may be helpful in the coming days. But wisdom is hopeful and makes Star be cool and happy by saying that “thi...

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Green to Red

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. They were so beautiful, my breath caught in my throat, and I had to remind myself, "In and out." Of course, I knew they would like like this--leaves change color in autumn. That much was a fact, but I was still taken aback. Even if I knew it logically, I saw the leaves in all their magnificent red and orange glory, and I could have cried. "Oliver, dear, are you all right?" I looked at my mother and slowly nodded. I forgave her silently for her sympathetic tone; she was still tryin...

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