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Amends

Varsha R

Submitted to Contest #54

I sipped my coffee and gazed out the snowy scene beyond my window. I observed three friends wandering around the park happily and cheerfully. That scene reminded me of something. Yeah! The girls reminded me of my friends who were all together all the time. We completed our schooling together in London. Our school days were the best. We had a whale of time then. High school days are one most beautiful days in a person’s life. You learn a lot, enjoy a lot and grow more. I had the most beautiful days at high school that nothing in my life would...

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Now or Never

Sun Rik

Submitted to Contest #54

Jack “Would you come after me, if I walk away?“ This was the last thing she asked me before she disappeared in my life. I don't know why I didn't answer. She was the best thing that has ever happened to me. I made a mistake. And I let her go. Jill He just shook his head after hearing my unique break-up line. I’m thankful for what he did though, in that way he won’t see how pathetic my face when I cry. I held it in for too long, I can’t hide this pain anymore. He was my first and probably my last I don’t want to make this ...

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Cherry Popsicle Day, sequel, A Second Chance

Ali Anthony Bell

Submitted to Contest #54

Ashley put away her phone, wiping her tears off the screen. Johnny’s last letter and the poem he had wrote for her was bringing on a flood of memories and emotion. Johnny had asked her to remember only the good times and she was there now…at 15 years in the past…Wednesday, August 26, 2000, the day they met.It was a hot Florida afternoon, and she was working behind the sales counter of a 7-eleven, listening to the radio. The song “I Think I'm in Love With You” by Jessica Simpson was playing when he strolled in, plain white t-shirt, red surfer...

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Shy Guy

Gracie Jean

Submitted to Contest #54

Trust me, I’ve heard everything,” Alan said. “I don’t think you can list something I haven’t thought about already.” Alan was splayed on his bed. He felt uncomfortable laying like this with someone else in the room, even if it was Sally. But he also didn’t feel like moving. “I think you can do it. You just have to practice,” Sally said, looking down at Alan’s strange position. His left hand was under his head and the other arm was sticking straight out, dangling over the side of the bed. His legs were straight but lay awkwardly apart from ea...

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Unfortunately Unromantic

Kermit A Frog

Submitted to Contest #53

Prepare yourself for a cliche, dear reader. My alarm clock is about to go off. Three… two… one… There it is, my obnoxious alarm, at 7:15 in the morning. “7:15?!” you ask, outraged. I can’t tell if you’re upset that I consider 7:15 early, or if you’re indignant that anyone would have to get up as early as 7:15. If you’re the latter, thank you! We think alike. If you’re the former, well, you disgust me. I clumsily make it down my loft bed’s ladder and hit the snooze button to shut up the alarm, then flip it over to officially turn ...

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Popsicle Break

Natalie Strawbridge

Submitted to Contest #53

Everything was terrible today, but what set him over the edge wasn’t the heat, or the constant repetition, or the know-it-all juniors and seniors. No, he held it together, right up until the popsicle slid off its stick and plopped onto the bleacher below him, melting immediately into a red puddle, oozing like fresh blood. He stared at it for a moment, and then, without a word, he stood up and stormed off, his stomps echoing loudly on the metal bleachers. He didn’t see it, but all the girls giggled, and all the boys made faces. All except one...

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Public Safety

Lentil Orlando

Submitted to Contest #53

(Max is the first to sign on. They sort through some papers, neatening their workspace, laying out all the pens they may use, etc. Georgy signs on. Max doesn’t notice, busy as they are reading through some prepared notes.)Georgy: MAX.(Max jumps.)Max: Fuck, Georgy. Don’t scare me like that! (Georgy laughs raucously while Max angrily recomposes them-self.)Georgy: (smirking) Where’s Lance?Max: Late.Georgy: You startle like a frightened pigeon. (Makes startled pigeon noises - scared cooing I gues...

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The Know It All

Jayde Trilo

Submitted to Contest #51

In my earliest memory, Dad saw something on TV that bought up painful memories. I dropped my toys and ran to Mum’s office, clutching her leg as tears streamed down my face. Mum rushed to his side, and from the office I was bombarded with fears I wished I could make go away. Later, they asked me to explain what had happened. I couldn’t. I didn’t have the words, and even if I did, I hadn’t yet realized how different I was. It would be two more years before I realized that I could read minds. *** It happened at my grandparent’s house....

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Leo

Mia Bond

Submitted to Contest #51

The Leo constellation is my favourite. It’s also my star sign. I guess that is why it’s my favourite, Leo’s are self-centered and stubborn: I always get what I want. Don’t get me wrong, I worked for what I have. I was the valedictorian at high school, I had an enviable GPA and I got into Yale and Harvard on merit alone, but I had to sacrifice likeability. People who are loved get nowhere. Fact. So I ditched that sentimentality, for this: perched on a sunbed, at 2am in my parents immaculately landscaped garden, feet skimming cool, pool water ...

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The Journal

Henry Herrera

Submitted to Contest #50

“I knew you will forget about the markers and colour pencils”“I’m so so sorry” your awkward face projected into my eyes.I turned away from you and looked out the star-carved window. “I should get it” the wood creaked rapidly and the grass rustled. You left me, forever.--------------------------------------“Turn right and your destination would be on your left”I make the turn and see the house. It is painted in light orange with a hint of wooden planks nailed beside the black door. The windows are opened, a gateway for light to brighten ...

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Change in a Box

Oli <3

Submitted to Contest #50

It was not a pleasant summer morning when Molly first called. The sun was blocked by stale clouds. The sky itself was a pale shade of gray. Gusts of uneven wind were weaving in and out of leaves. To make the morning a little more ill, Molly, the same Molly who she hadn’t talked to since high school had called her out of context. Elizabeth had nothing against Molly, but engaging herself with anyone of her former high school friends made her feel uneased. Naturally, Elizabeth let her phone ring, before deciding to send Molly to voicemail. El...

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Nervous Eyelash Curling

Phoebe :)

Submitted to Contest #50

The waistband of the itchy costume feels a bit too tight around your waist. You try to adjust it, but to no avail, so you collapse down on one of the tall stools. You are surrounded by the fifteen other girls in the dressing room, chattering obnoxiously away to each other, but you can barely hear them. You keep getting in your own head about the upcoming performance. You know you should be going over your lines or practicing your steps, but instead you are paralized in fear.One of the stage hands walks down to the dressing room, dressed in a...

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It's All the Same

Jean Young

Submitted to Contest #49

It’s the same thing every day. I find myself in this same line waiting for the same boring lunch with the same boring friend while we chat about the same boring things. All of the sameness could really make a person go insane. That’s why I have to get out of here. I still have approximately 1,095 days left before I’m free to live my own life on my terms. Everything that I do within these next 1,000 or so days will make or break whether I truly make it out for good.Maybe I can figure out a way to graduate early and I can cut a few hundred day...

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Mediocre Mr. Matthew

Tolu Odel

Submitted to Contest #48

My hands shake and I can feel the bags growing under my eyes by the second. I go over my answers once, then twice, then check the bubbles to see if they are filled in correctly. Sighing, I see that the bubbles match the correct answers on my test and look up to see that there are still five minutes left. I start to check my answers again before my eyes start to blur over, and all I see are degrees and multiplication signs. I give up! I never want to hear SOH CAH TOA again! I think. My chair makes a satisfying honk as I scoot it away ...

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Primum Nil Nocere

Jeff C. Carter

Winner of Contest #48 🏆

The big day had finally arrived at the School for Gifted Children, and the dean practically kowtowed from his own office. The staff and a coterie of New York’s most influential parents were ecstatic to host their esteemed guest, the one and only Dr. Warren Albright. He looked as though he’d stepped out of the glossy author photo from one of his best-selling books. His hair was chestnut brown with frost touched temples and his voice had the nourishing warmth of a fireplace in winter. He used his power to diagnose latent super-abilities to ...

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Amends

Now or Never

Cherry Popsicle Day, sequel, A Second Chance

Shy Guy

Unfortunately Unromantic

Popsicle Break

Public Safety

The Know It All

Leo

The Journal

Change in a Box

Nervous Eyelash Curling

It's All the Same

Mediocre Mr. Matthew

Primum Nil Nocere