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To the Manor Come

Submitted to Contest #64

“The sun at home warms better than the sun elsewhere” – Albanian proverb. Janie’s friends used to beg her to let them stay for the weekend in her “haunted” house in Oak Tree, CT. At least, that’s what everyone said it was. To Janie there was nothing strange or unusual. Yes, there were odd noises and such, but all old houses had them; and she lived in an incredibly old one - it was built in the 1800’s. There had been some “modern” additions, but the house still looked as though it came out of the pages of a historical j...

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God's School

Submitted to Contest #64

God’s School                                  1800 words “You ready?” “Be right there.” I spent the day getting ready to leave one life behind, and move on to another life ahead. I know there is no choice. My grandmother is too ill to look after us. She can hardly take care of herself. I have no other relatives and I’m not old ...

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St. Mary's Academy

Submitted to Contest #64

Ellie examined herself in the mirror. Her long, blonde hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail, and her eyes were sunken in from stress. She sighed, tightened her ponytail even more, and exited the small bathroom. She trudged down the long hallway and re-entered the head master’s office, where her mother and father were waiting for her.  “Hello, Miss Elaina,” The headmaster greeted, sitting straight up with her hands folded on her desk. “Hello, Mrs..” Ellie glanced at her name plaque. “Rothschild.” “Ms,” She was corrected. She nodded a...

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LGBT and Scared!

Submitted to Contest #64

My last first day of Middle School, dreading each moment, each minute, and each second of 8th grade. Hi, I'm Jenny and you must be wondering why I'm not overly excited like the rest of my class. Well, can I let you in on a secret? I'm actually a twin. And no that is not why I'm worried! My twin, Bradley, and I have kept secrets between each other practically since we were in the womb. I can't begin to express how close we are. We are inseparable. Literally. We exchange clothes and gossip with one another about our recent crushes at school, b...

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A Goose With no Wings

Submitted to Contest #63

The winds is brewing, the air is cool to the touch. The grass is greying. The flowers sink into the ground, waiting for winter to pass.            The spiders and other insects move in with the humans, relying on luck and friendly hands for survival- human hands are rarely friendly to small creatures- maybe one day.                              ...

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The Great Indian Bustard

Submitted to Contest #63

It was time for a deep clean as if right before a festival. The sky was clearing its disorganized lint, the clouds poured to flush all the dirt as the wind supervised, the trees took a nice bath and were ready to wear new leaves, the sun adjusted its temperature, to moderate enough to dry the damp soils, tiny plants developed numerous tiny buds to open into scented flowers, birds rehearsed their songs and dances, animals peeped out to check if the preparations had any defects and everyone was optimistic to welcome the new guest. The broodin...

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The Rotten Apple

Submitted to Contest #63

One day, in the afternoon on October 28th, there was a class known to be obnoxiously loud.  It was the third grade class. The teacher sent two students, Tachi and Bridgette to go apple picking to make some apple pie.  The two students headed outside to the school’s apple tree garden. ¨So, should we get red apples or green apples?¨said Bridgette. ¨Let’s get the rotten apples, because they describe my soul,¨ said Tachi ¨Ummm, no.  I feel like we should get half and half,¨ replied Bridgette. ¨Guys, Ms. Holmes said to hurry up...

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Drunk on Coffee

Submitted to Contest #63

By Caden Hill,   “Gimme the next one!” Tyler roared. He was on his fourth drink so far, and had vowed on #3 that he would get past seven.“Ok, I’ll give you this one, but ya gotta promise it’s the last one. Just quit the dare.” Louis was not so enthused about his friend’s caffeine high.“What are you talking about? Last one? I’m only just getting started!”Tyler snatched the latte from Louis’s hand and began pouring it into his mouth, promoting an “Eeeew!” from the third person at the table.“Who the heck names their fall-themed c...

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Sharing the Love

Submitted to Contest #63

As the days begin to grow colder, the nights begin to grow longer. Leaves of all vibrant colors, fall in front of my eyes. As I walk to the New coffee shop, I observe the beautiful scenery around me. The kids playing. The people raking. The dog viciously barking. The wind gives me a gentle kiss on the cheek, and the cold caresses the tips of my fingers. "This day can't get any better." I think to myself. But believe me, I was wrong. As I enter the shop, the sweet and comforting smell of home hits me. I'm immediately comfortable. I don't want...

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Hot Apple Cider

Submitted to Contest #63

  VROOM.  “Are we there yet!?” shouted two small children. The pair sat in the backseats of an SUV.   “Not yet children,” answered a young caucasian woman in the passenger seat next to the driver, a young woman as well; an African-American.   “How about now!?” exclaimed the agog and yearning dark skinned girl in the seat behind the driver’s seat.   “Be patient Annie,” replied the driver in a mellow tone as she briefly peered into the rearview mirror.  The young caucasian boy stared out of the...

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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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THE TIME CAPSULE

Submitted to Contest #62

We all decided it would be fun to create a time capsule and bury it in Katie’s backyard. Not up near the porch where everyone would see but in the back left corner of the lot, underneath the old oak tree that we loved to climb. We would bury it beside the root that used to trip us up all the time. Elizabeth said that was a good place because every time we tripped we would remember the time capsule was there. That way none of us would ever forget. We were supposed to come back here when we were really old, like thirty or forty, and dig it up ...

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Time Capsule

Submitted to Contest #62

"Hurry!" I exclaimed, willing my mom to drive just a little bit faster. She sighs and rolls her eyes, "I still don't get why you guys do this aren't you a little too old?" Ignoring her comment I scan the road, looking for a blue Prius, red truck, silver slug bug or a green bike to my pleasure I see none. My mom pulls up next to the forest telling me when I need to be home, telling me don't do this, don't do that but I tune it out and sling my bag over my shoulder, I wasn't going to be in the lead for long. "Bye!" I exclaim, jumping out of t...

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Pepper,Suspension And A Whole Lotta Time Capsules.

Submitted to Contest #62

October 5th“Suspension, detention, expulsion for you, Mrs. Briano,” Principal Weslp grunted.“Is this a grammar lesson? ‘Cause it’s a lot of ion’s,” I replied with a smirk.“Pepper, Remembrance of The Past Day was supposed to be fun. Why d'you put such a thing in that capsule?”I eased back in my chair. I didn’t see any necessary problems here, to be honest.“I guessed it would make everyone chortle. You need to laugh some calories and burn some weight.” I laughed inside my head, while Principal Weslp’s face turned bright red. He pointed out the...

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To the Amazing Future Ellie Rose Lynn...

Submitted to Contest #62

“Here seems right,” Mom said, pushing her shovel into the soft dirt under the large tree. “I think it was over here.”  “Sounds good.” I responded, putting down the digging tools in the grass next to the tree. We began digging into the soil, stopping when our shovels clinked against something hard.  “Just what I thought. Ellie, come see.” Mom has taken the hand trowel and started to uncover the small aluminum box. Once it’s out, she places it on the grass and brushes the dirt back into the small hole in the ground. I pack it down fi...

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