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Love, X

Submitted to Contest #36

Jan 28 1986Dear Diary, Mommy and Daddy gived me this diary for my birthday yesterday!  I am 7 now! I had my birthday party and everyone came but Sammy L.  Mommy said that he was sick but I don’t care because he called me the B word at gym class and that’s a bad word so I don’t like him anyway.  Dana gived me a Get In Shape Girl ribbon and a book just like hers. It’s my favorite present because I want to be a ballet dancer when I grow up. Today at school we watched TV!  I didn’t know they let us watch TV at school! Mrs. B...

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Diary from the Bear Apocalypse

Submitted to Contest #36

Day 146Dear Diary,  It’s too loud down here, but not the kind of loud we had at home. At home, there were cars honking and people shouting, and their cacophony would lull me into sleep. Here, there is only the hum of the generator. Really, it shouldn’t bother me. You’d think I’d be used to it by now.  Evangeline doesn’t seem to mind it. She’s sleeping next to me, and I’m afraid to move too much in case I wake her up.  I found this notebook when Marcus was out, and he doesn’t know I have it, though I’m sure he’ll find out soon....

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The Corona Diary

Submitted to Contest #36

Dear Diary,So it’s the middle of a pandemic and I thought I would write about it. You probably have a lot of questions, so hold on let me explain. I started this journal because a lot’s been going on and well when you're out of school for a month you have a lot of time! We are out of school for a month because of a virus that is taking over the nation- Coronavirus. I’ve always wanted to be a journalist and this is the perfect time. Unfortunately Massachusetts residents have been ordered to stay-at-home. So I decided to report everything...

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Counting Stars

Submitted to Contest #36

Dear diary I know boys aren’t supposed to cry or show any emotion at best so, I guess I’m an exception on that rule because you should see me bawling my eyes out right now. I can’t believe I’m whining like a little girl, or any girl. I guess, if you think about it, I have more feminine flaws then just the crying. The fact that I’m writing this down in a diary for example. The fact that I even own a dairy is even more doubtful. But I’m blabbing which is, not to my surprise at all, another one of my feminine personality treat. I’m sorry for ab...

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The Secret Journal of my Normal Life

Submitted to Contest #36

Wednesday, January 1st, 19978:10 AM - I secretly bought this journal at the local bookstore for $6.95. It is a secret because I want this to be mine and just mine. Grandma gave me some Christmas money and I was so glad that way I could buy a journal. I bought it so I can record my first teenage year. Yes, today is my 13th birthday and the start of a new year. My goal is to write every day so I can someday look back on what I did during my first year as a teenager. Not that I actually do anything now so I don’t know how interesting it will be...

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Disconnecting from the real world

Submitted to Contest #35

I may have slammed the door too hard. I can still hear the loud bang it made after I closed it on my way out of her room. Maybe I overreacted again and the anger got the better of me once more. But I can’t just sit there listening to her reproaches anymore. It’s making me sick. The way she keeps telling me I’m never going to make it, how she belittles me in every possible way. Every day it’s the same old story about me not reaching my true potential because I’m too lazy or `cuz I’m not trying hard enough. It’s making me crazy how little...

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Butterfly Effect

Submitted to Contest #35

No… This can’t be. This can’t be! Clock, I checked you twice before I went to bed last night. How could you betray me? We were only supposed to go forward one hour. One hour!Not over a month!My arms pinched sore, I stare at what my awake twenty/twenty vision and sober, neurotypical brain insist is true: I went to bed last night near the beginning of March and woke up at the end of April. The voice of some woman talk show host, the latest in a long line of inarguable proofs discovered on TV, the internet, and my dorm’s morning newsletter, dro...

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Best Friends in Quarantine

Submitted to Contest #34

“Ugh, quarantine sucks the worst of anything I’ve ever experienced.”“I know.  At least we have technology to occupy us.”“Technology has become my worst enemy these past twenty days.”“We’ve only been in quarantine for seven days, Catie.”“I know that. Just feels like it’s been longer.” Jessica smiled to herself.  Catie always had a flair for the dramatic side of things.  She served as the true personification of comedic relief when it came to bleak situations.  She really adored Catie, more than words could ever t...

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Very Important Teas

Submitted to Contest #32

“…And he died in exile, after an entire life of conquests and power, in the remote island of St. Helena, 5 may 1821…”“Lucky him! He spent his last day reading and enjoying the beautiful, sunny weather of the island!”“Mr Corey, I am PRETTY sure that it was not a luck for a man with his personality and his ambitions! If you really want to interrupt my class, try to do it with more intelligent contributions to the topic!”“But professor Mc Donnell, I am instead kind of confident in thinking that Napoleon was an avid reader and had a really quiet...

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Match Week

Submitted to Contest #29

Maddi Weathers tapped her foot on the floor, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. When it was finally her turn, she displayed her name tag, and the Council President handed her an envelope. As Maddi walked away, she traced her fingers over the letters on the front: “Maddie Weathers”. By now, she was used to the extra “e”. Pursing her lips, she opened the envelope and unfolded the enclosed paper. “Jayden Turner” was written at the top. Maddi furrowed her brows. She didn’t know anyone with the last name “Turner” in Zone 5 ... Jayde...

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Valentine Candy-Grams

Submitted to Contest #29

Harbor Creek High School’s first block began with the morning announcement program. Students in the A.V. Club praddled off school-related news bulletins to a camera broadcasting to a closed-circuit television system that the whole school watched every morning. They led the pledge of allegiance before launching into what needed to be known for the day. Meatloaf was today’s lunch entree. Our basketball team won the game over the weekend. They and the track team had practice this evening. A few clubs were meeting at lunch and some birthdays wer...

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Stella and Ruby

Submitted to Contest #29

Stella and Ruby were the best of friends. Everyone knew it. At five, they learned to fly together, their bony still-growing wings struggling to beat as they jumped from low tree branches onto the ground with their small hands, sticky from pilfered candies and sap, linked between them. It took them weeks, but they came out strong and soaring with matching scrapes on their knees and their cheeks appled up with glee.  Once they learned how to write, they passed so many notes in class that their teachers gave up trying to stop them. By the ...

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The Professional

Submitted to Contest #26

Lil Johnny Brown was never the first child to be picked for teams at school. He was not a very popular kisser. Heck, even the Mathletes were a little wary of the four-foot-two, chunky, pink child with a mosaic of acne you could read your horoscope in. But lil Johnny Brown had a secret.No, not really. It was too enormous to be a secret.He was the best sousaphone player in the world.Now, some of you might be wondering, how might I, too, play the sousaphone? Or where might one acquire such an instrument? Or oh, is that that thing that I thought...

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Dead Name Alicia

Submitted to Contest #26

My birth parents named me Joy. They always said it was because they were so happy and excited about becoming parents for the first time. That excitement apparently wasn’t enough. At seven years old I was in my first foster home, unable to sleep in a strange bed, wishing that my parents had named me “Crystal” because I heard them talk about her a lot. I cried for hours because I figured they loved her more than they loved me.I didn’t talk much in that first home. I missed my family and my stuffed animals and my friend next door. The second ho...

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Anomaly

Submitted to Contest #26

Song, and the joy of song, composed most of Camran's first memory. The full, silver moon hung low in a sky speckled with stars, and the light reflected off the black, brown, gray, and white throats of his pack. Normally human but now in the forms of half-breed wolves, the BehnKailev Clan howled their monthly Gathering's harmonized chorus toward Heaven. From high, piping wails to bone-deep moans and every sound in-between, not a single note rang sour as the guardians of the montane Rebirth Forest wove a song of thanks, promise, and supplicati...

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