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Hypocrisy

Submitted to Contest #61

Frankie turned and groaned, his shoulders slumping. Shutting his locker door after ensuring Michaela was out of the way (as her locker was immediately below), the preteen started asking Trey why he couldn’t just give up his obsession about the Revolutionary War. Yes, Frankie himself was obsessed with the 80’s and Michael Jackson, but this obsession was because of the awesomely cool music meant just to be rocked out to. Could Trey have picked a dorkier era?  Guess not. Frankie stifled a sigh and ripped his headphones off, forcing a smile...

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Memories

Submitted to Contest #62

      The clock ticked as Bella tapped her pen on her desk. Only seconds till she could go home. Ten. Click. Nine. Click. Eight. Click. Seven. Click. Six. Click. Five. Click. Four. Click. Three. Click. Two. Click. One. The pen fell out of Bella’s hand and a bell rang from somewhere in the building. Thirty-six students got up simultaneously and ran out the door. Bella leaned over to grab her pen and slowly got up. Throwing a half-hearted wave over her shoulder to the teacher, she rushed outside to join her friend...

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Scent of the air

Submitted to Contest #61

Its September, and it is the time of the month when the weather is chilly, not too hot, not really cold. Wind makes the tree leaves move slowly. People are wearing long sleeves shirts, walking in the streets and enjoying the weather. It may not be everyone’s favorite season but it is Diala’s favorite season.  Diala is a 25 year old lady. She lives with her partner in a lovely two bedroom apartment in a very quiet district. She works as an artist and thats what makes everything in her life feel like an art. She is a pretty petite lady,...

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Norowareta Gekijou (The Cursed Theater) (呪われた劇場)

Submitted to Contest #61

INTRODUCTION High school is the most exciting stage in my life...I'm excited to make a lot of friends... meet more teachers... and join the most exciting club in our school. Until that day, the darkest event in my life happened…in that club… where many people died…in that place they called…“The Cursed Theater.” “Kuro!” Someone knocked so loud on my door at 7:00am, 4th of July. It was the fourth of July when Risa (28 years old) and Jun (27 years old) invited me to go to our high school reunion in the Grand Chestnut Grove. I was so shocked ...

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Me and those days

Submitted to Contest #61

I'm talking about a memory from the history of my life that is still on the one hand obscure and on the other meaningful to me after 40 years later.Those days began with my father's voice, who woke up earlier every morning and made breakfast for everyone, and ended with his voice arguing with my mother.We went to class with great enthusiasm,Not to study and learn science, but to see, play and talk to my classmates, and of course there were people closer to me whom I liked.It was more fun for me to be in the crowd and see the behavior and hea...

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Childhood is an unforgettable

Submitted to Contest #61

As a child, I wrote my last will. All my toys were to go to our cat: my room – to Alex, the local hobo who always said "hi" to me; my etiquette textbook was to go to my brother, as we'd had a fight not long before. I brought the list to my aunt, who was a lawyer, and asked her to "apostle" it. She was a resourceful woman, so she sent copies of my list to all our relatives, crowning it all by putting the original on her desk in a frame. That way, not only my family laughed at me but all her clients did too. Once, a boy from my class approache...

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Rivals.

Submitted to Contest #61

 Just like every other Friday, I was in the bookshop looking for a book to buy. I finally found the one with the perfect kind of romance I had been looking for 'Vanished' by Danielle Steel. "Wow you have a good taste for romance." The lady who owns the store said when I came to pay for the book. Miss Stella and I had become very close because of my regular Friday visits in her store. "What happened Becky, you're not going for the Kings today." She said with a grin. "Nah. Mum keeps telling me a girl like me shouldn't be reading...

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My Tree House

Submitted to Contest #50

                                          My Tree House      I got up early one Saturday morning  and went into my tree house , I met my buddy Danny in there  to look at some old comic books. “what’s up Danny”“hey Eric’ “ Hey  how’s...

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Nutso

Submitted to Contest #50

The grandfather clock struck 8 o’clock. Dinner was still not ready. The leftover taper candles rustled out from a drawer's depths were long extinguished. Greta passed her hand over the cavern of her shrinking belly, sighing in nervous relief. Hannah, meanwhile, fretted with the napkin, peering over the maze of crystal glasses, rapidly cooling gravy boats, potato tureens, and empty placemats. She tried not to, but the voices seeping through the corridor clutched the pit of her stomach. “That’s not how you sear chicken. Add more sour cream,” s...

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The Energy I'm Bringing Today

Submitted to Contest #46

Ellie May jumped out of her mom’s car and into the driveway of her friend, Susan’s, house. “Bye Mom!” She shouted, before slamming the sliding van door shut and racing to the front door. Writer’s circle was her favorite part of the day, and she couldn’t wait for it to start. Susan was waiting for her by the door, and swung it open, leaning out of it while keeping her feet inside. “Hey Ellie May! Come on in! We’re about to start!” “Thanks for waiting!” Ellie May puffed, slipping off her shoes and placing them neatly in the little shoe alco...

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QQ, Amy- By Anou Swami

Submitted to Contest #42

"LMAO, Bitch. You can't actually be serious," Amy smirked down at me. She's always had it out for me, and I don't know why. We were friends in Kindergarten and 1st grade, when we both joined Pierre Deaumont Charter. In 2nd grade, we had been put in separate  classes, so we started to grow apart. I had never dreamt that we'd be enemies though! Yet it had happened. In 3rd grade, we were once again in different classes, but she went out of her way to find me and tease me. She had blossomed into a bully by 4th grade. Elsewhere, she'd b...

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ONE LAST RAINBOW

Submitted to Contest #40

         It’s really hard to remember, since when we were fellow classmates and let me be glassier with my memory window where I wasn't even aware of her presence. It was all before standard 6th when I was almost 11. Something remarkable that year!!! I don’t remember, barring our promotion to higher elementary school just the next building close to our old one.   A school in a remote village means,It’s more than just a school. A reflection of social conduct and believed as a divine ...

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So This Is Love

Submitted to Contest #36

October 26th, 20219:26 P.M.Dear Diary,Oh my gosh! This is like my 8th time telling this story and each time it feels more unbelievable! I still can't wrap my finger around the fact that today, at 3:06 P.M. under the Buck Lodge bleachers, in Adelphi, Maryland, Jeremy Fyers kissed me!Ok, so kind of a confusing story, so I’ll try to tell it in as much detail as I can remember. It all started early this morning on one end Cherry Street, which is only .2 miles from the bus stop. It was raining really hard out and I was running late because my lit...

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We'll Stay Here

Submitted to Contest #35

'All of Me' by John Legend was playing on the loudspeakers. Couples pressed together while slowly moving, but all of them seemed to be staring at the two boys slow-dancing. They were watching them like hawks. Gazes penetrating their backs, watching every step and every little touch the two boys shared. They could hear the whispers, could see the pointed and crooked fingers as kids sneered. Logan and Roman kept dancing in their little corner. Even as the song faded to a quickly broken silence, they kept their eyes locked with delicate smiles....

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Into the Tunnel

Submitted to Contest #30

I drop my bag and step into my new room. Every step I take, the creaks in the floorboards get louder. I turn back and across the hall I catch a glimpse of my old room. I miss it. It was bigger, and if you look hard enough you can see a carving of a bird and the letters "ERI". Under the window above where my desk used to be. My uncle carved them when we first moved into this old creaky house. Emma Reese Ivana, AKA Emree, though I'm the only one who calls myself that.  Two weeks ago my 14-year-old brother, Wren, started to complain t...

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