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A Modern Princess

Submitted to Contest #88

If you see me on the streets you might think I’m ordinary, normal even. If you do then you believe the mask, the lie if you will. Don’t worry you are not the only one. I have been deceiving people for almost 3 years. The perfect blond cheerleader, the honors roll student, I even had the perfect boyfriend for a while but that was before. Before what you might ask, well I’m getting there. Three years ago I was sitting at the lunch table with some of my friends, it was 8th grade. I thought I was on top of the world. Until she walked in. All of ...

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A Witch's Guide To Being Human

Submitted to Contest #88

STEP ONE: Understand and wear the common human fashion of that time. I shut my note book where I wrote all my notes down in. It’s a simple checkered spiral notebook, similar to the ones in the human world I suppose. I hear footsteps hit the cold stone floor of our cave. It must be Mom, she’s a witch like me. She must be returning home from one of her trips. My mother always goes on trips when she’s feeling uninspired. Mom is a writer she writes thick novels about magic and witchy adventures and sells them to the human world, I’ve r...

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96 Percent

Submitted to Contest #87

“Y’know, if a guy thinks he’s bad even though he’s actually pretty good: he’s an idiot.” Reese took a gulp out of something in a brown paper bag. “But if a guy thinks he’s doing good, even though he’s actually chunking some other guy’s guts out: he’s a freaking vigilante!”He took an A&W can out of the bag, crushed it against a wall, and threw it into a trash can across the hall. The can hit the rim and spinned about a million times before giving up, falling into the empty trash can with a metal clank of brown, syrupy splatter.“Ah, anothe...

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Water Prank

Submitted to Contest #87

Mrs. Morine never smiles. She always frowns at us through her heavy glasses with old-fashioned frames and picks on those whose eyes begin to sag with sleepiness under her tonelessly delivered lecture. This tedious class has the magical quality where those who are within ear shot of Mrs. Morine’s voice retain nothing of the lecture and desire to fall into a deep slumber. Most will fail to beat her soporific magic and fall asleep. Julia and I are the exception; we hide our phones under the table and mock her way of speaking through text, fendi...

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Flee! The final hour of Sonny Davin

Submitted to Contest #87

What is fear? Ultimately fear is a powerful human emotion that alerts humans to dangers that threaten one’s safety. However, how does one really know what true fear is? We all think we know the answer to that question. It’s what you felt that time that you got lost in the mall as a kid— parents nowhere to be found. Or rather it's that time you and Tom Cruise were surrounded by assassins with nothing but plot armour to defend you. Those are both very similar situations every person has lived through at some point. Before you know it, those si...

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A Change in Pluto

Submitted to Contest #87

It was a staggering spring day at school when Pluto decided to pull the spill-chocolate-milk-on-the-geeky kids-head game. I was the geeky kid. I was advised to communicate my sentiments to her because if I revealed to her how I felt and attempted to ask her to stop, there was a possibility she would. This idea swirled around my head and struck me in the gut when giggling was the only sound I could hear.  "Look, everybody! David is soaked in chocolate milk!"  Goodness, I can't help thinking about how that occurred… Her intellige...

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Schools Out

Submitted to Contest #87

April Fool's Day is my favourite day of the year because you can do naughty things and not get into very much trouble. For example, last year I decided to put frogs in my teacher’s pigeon hole. Oh boy she screamed but all she said was, “Daniel you are not going to be on the good money today no matter what you do.”  This being my final year before I went of to college. I put a lot of thought into April Fool's Day and along with my best friend Jason decided that as it was there last year they both wanted to make an impact, something tha...

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Most Miserable 24 Hours

Submitted to Contest #87

April 1st. The most miserable 24 hours a human being is forced to endure.  I painstakingly forced my way from under my sheets landing harshly on the ground with a thud and a groan. The countdown has barely begun and already I'm on my face. I have the worst luck on April 1st. I’m already a major clutz with horrible coordination. But in a family of pranksters, I am guaranteed to sport several bruises by the end of the day.  And by pranksters, I mean literally. Our job is to pull pranks on people in an attempt to make them laugh. If ...

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Date of Death: April 1st

Submitted to Contest #87

TW: suicide and graphic horror  As I dressed myself casually for school, my excitement was consuming; I could not settle the anticipation building in my veins. It was April first, and the prank that I had been planning all year would be epic, so deceptive that everyone would believe it. Then I would laugh at them and reveal the truth: it was just a prank! It was a solid plan. I threw open the curtains and looked around my room for the fake knife I had bought, but it was out of sight. The fake knife looked so real that it even shined the...

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Running gone wrong

Submitted to Contest #87

Run, Matt, run!” John shouted as he got tackled down by our pursuers. The constant running was a norm for those of us who stayed in Midtown, New York. You had to run from the debt collectors and mostly on a Tuesday and a Saturday. You had to run from the bullies at school that was Monday through Friday. You had to run from the bullies out of school that meant every day from January through December. You had to run away from the drug dealers at the street corner and that meant every time you stepped out of the house. But the reason I was on t...

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Elliot's Favorite Day

Submitted to Contest #87

Elliot Hughes woke up excited that morning. It was his favorite day of the year. It was the first day of April, “April Fools’ Day”. On this day he could prank people without facing a lecture from his father. This was the only day he ever felt he could truly be himself when he spent time in the Human realm. Elliot loved his father, but pretending to be Human was lame in his opinion. His dad, Rian Hughes, was one-hundred percent Human. His mother on the other hand, Marin Toadvale, was a Pixie. She lived in the Fae Kingdom with the rest of the...

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The Blue-Headed God

Submitted to Contest #87

Kris didn’t mean to be a troublemaker, but that’s what he was. He was king of Sweet Mercy High, and everyone knew it, and loved him for it. He received all the privileges a golden-boy might - the teachers doted on him, letting him come in late, even flirting with him (irrespective of gender), giving him extra time on tests, not that he needed it. The lunch lady saved him the biggest slices of pizza and the last chocolate milk. He knew everyone’s first name and used it with impunity. The other boys looked up to him like a god. He go...

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Don't do it

Submitted to Contest #87

The wind billows fluttering the black colored guys hair that's Immersed in looking at the lone purple violet flower at the corner as it's becoming wet more and more by the drizzling rain with the pitter pattering as background music his memories flashed back to the past "that day was raining too" murmuring to himself he said .....................Crouching down the silver eyed girl was feeding a beautiful curled up stray cat with a warm smile on her face not caring whether she was getting soaked with rain or not as if she was in her...

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Going at my Pace~ (Title inspired from Stray Kids: My Pace (I LOVE SKZ!))

Submitted to Contest #87

 He’s still sleeping, isn’t he? I hang up, then call him for the seventh time. Of course, he doesn’t, won’t answer. Okay, fine. Don’t answer, Hyun-Ki. Just you wait.  I shake my head. What a jerk.I quickly get dressed - and slam the door behind me. As always, all eyes are on me. Of course. I’m the star. The boss of the house. After all, they can’t help it. I wink, not specifically to anyone, but generally, to the dozens of eyes on me. I lick my lips. I’m just starting, baby. Besides, I can’t waste time with them now. I’m on my...

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The hidden talent

Submitted to Contest #86

The Hidden Talent  He had been unseen, unnoticed, and unheard. No one ever recognized him because he was just a bystander, trying to fit in. He was always just there but no one really cared. Just another regular. He was done being so regular though, he wanted to stand out, be seen. Rico went to a school of over 3000 students, there were so many cliques and settings he wasn’t cool enough for. Rico was gifted though, he was an exceptional swimmer but no one cared because he wouldn’t talk to any until it all changed.  Rico was wal...

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