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The Adventures of Taylor Chelsea and Manny

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Submitted to Contest #251

THE ADVENTURES OF TAYLOR, CHELSEA AND MANNY Written by Stephanie Butler 3679 Washington Blvd 317-403-5520 FADE IN THE ADVENTURES OF TAYLOR, CHELSEA AND MANNY EXT: CENTRAL LIBRARY - DAY TAYLOR and CHELSEA walk into the library and find their way to the children’s section. CHELSEA - C’mon Taylor let’s look at some books over here. Taylor looks up at Chelsea CHELSEA (CONT'D) - These are more like the ones you like to read TAYLOR - Okay (Cheerfully) INT: CHILDREN’S SECTION - DAY Taylor and Chelsea move to another book shelf MANNY is sitting at a...

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Wisdom of an Author

Submitted to Contest #251

I once again was drawn to the library by an invisible thread, to do nothing but pour over the knowledge safeguarded between the covers of its volumes. My favorite game was wandering the library's shelves until I got lost, pretending to hide from the outside. All I wanted was to read and learn from these books with their hidden gems of knowledge in the vast coal mine of the world. And the further away I could get from the world, the better. I am a slow reader, and after meticulously scraping every word of every paragraph, I stop to ponder wha...

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Books of Destinies - Vol. #1.5

Submitted to Contest #251

Somewhere in this village is a Library – hidden, out of sight. No one knows where to find it because no one searches for it; no one have ever even heard of it. But in this Secret Library, hundreds of thousands of Books live. Their pages magically pulse with life – a heart beating in the chest of a hardcover – while their words speak volumes to those who wish to listen. Nobody listens; nobody hears them; nobody even knows they exist.Except.A man led his six-year-old son into an office-type building that looked inconspicuous to the rest of the...

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the son of a married man

Submitted to Contest #250

She, a prostitute, an outlaw rejected by society. He, a writer, an orphan, a kind man who aids society to the best of his capabilities. They are connected by one.After spending a rough night with a disgrace of a man, she is thrown onto the bridge, left bruised, bleeding, and paid 6 gold coins. He, on an evening stroll, admires the houses and beauty of his town in the dark, pale, moon light, accompanied by some lamps that decorate the streets. He sees her frail body splayed over the pavement. He steps closer, curiosity and worr...

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The Cornwallis Conspiracy

Submitted to Contest #251

AI Montage of Fake News“It is a truth universally acknowledged...” Sophie Nakamura paused mid-sentence, her brow furrowing as a chill crept up her spine. She had read that exact phrase before, and not just in another Jane Austen novel. The modern thriller she'd finished just last week had used it too. What were the odds? Sophie, a 15-year-old high school student, was a self-proclaimed bookworm, more at home in the world of fictional characters than the cliques of Cornwallis High. Her refuge was a cozy nook in the attic, overflowing with well...

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A side of Pastry

Submitted to Contest #250

The rain outside the window was dripping in a delightful melody as she sat on the soft blue chaise fingers wrapped around her fan, her gloves hiding the sweat that was building from the anticipation she felt. The maid was quiet as she placed the tea and cakes on the glass gold painted plates on the table closest to the window. She could see the worry on her mistress’s face but knew better than to ask if she was alright. Slowly she poured the tea and the sound of the liquid hitting the porcelain took the woman out of her trance. “Sarah, when ...

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High-Heeled Princess

Submitted to Contest #250

A soft, red petal gently kissed Mesa’s front door and floated in through his mother’s kitchen window like a love bird searching the lands for a new suitor. The warm breeze delivered the delicate parcel to the table just before Mesa could take a bite of his Frosted O’s.“Mama, look what the wind blew in!” Mesa said with a dash of exhilaration. “What is it?”Lola removed the scrambled eggs from the hot stove and brushed them on an empty plate. She turned her attention to Mesa, who was wearing his Ninja Turtles pajamas, and smiled. His black hair...

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Whispers During Free Period

Submitted to Contest #250

“Nothing is coming out the way I want! I hear it in my head, and it sounds good, but then I write it out and it hits the ear wrong, or seems stupid, or overly wordy, or bad, just plain…” Ms. Kraznecky cut me off before I could spiral anymore, “…Hold on, Penny. Take a beat, where is all this coming from? Is this about the assignment?” She said gesturing me to the seat across from her desk. I sat down with an exaggerated sigh, “I just… I have all these ideas and scenarios in my head for wrwasing something fun or imaginative, but this prompt is...

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The Eyes Have It

Submitted to Contest #250

Chapter 1: The Shattered PromiseAcross the crowded ballroom of Castle Harlequin, Viscount Franklin DeBourgeoisie's gaze locked with Lady Prancey McSnickerdoodle's, a spark of recognition igniting between them like a match struck in a powder keg. The air thrummed with an energy that crackled beneath the veneer of civility, a silent symphony of whispered desires and stolen glances. Crystal chandeliers, ablaze with stolen starlight, dripped rainbows onto the polished marble floor, their glittering facets masking a subtle tremor, as if the very ...

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Gullible

Submitted to Contest #250

Surely, Mrs Blanc did this assignment for her own amusement. She’s always taken me as one to gossip, and asking your students to write a story on what they’ve overheard will obviously include her colleagues. The aging badly woman had a sparkle in her eye as she gave out the assignment, and I swear you would think she was high by that grin on her face as she gathered our work.I know she knows the “subject” I based my story on is one she must have lapped up. It’ll have got me a good mark, which is what matters. That being said, if I knew she’d...

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The Adventure I didn't know I needed

Submitted to Contest #249

Ryan slammed on the brakes, causing his car to scratch to a halt on the dirt road.He'd just tried to navigate his '99 Honda through a washed out part of the road, twisting the steering wheel left and right in an attempt to dodge the rocks. But he'd hit something and it made a heavy thud which shook everything.Please don't be leaking. He begged as he put the car in park. I'm in my nice slacks.He retrieved his cell phone off the floor of the passenger side and climbed out to assess the damage.“I'm late for my interview!” He complained out loud...

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The Dancing Girl

Submitted to Contest #249

“You can do it! Just follow my lead.” The dancing girl spun in a circle and flashed me a grin. She reached to take my hand and I let her. I had only known her for a few minutes and already I knew there was little I wouldn't let her do. “One step forward like this, then slide to the side and twirl.” She demonstrated the movements of the dance and I clumsily followed along. The second I walked into this bar and saw her twirling around in the dim and colorful lights, gracefully completing each movement as she glided across the dance floor, I kn...

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I Hate You Too, Christina Smith

Submitted to Contest #249

“Christina!” The barista shouts over the humdrum of the steaming appliances. My shoulder collides with another woman’s as we both step forward and I profusely apologize. Our eyes meet and she does a double take. I clock the woman immediately and wish a sandworm would swallow me whole.  “Chrissy?!” It takes every fiber of my being not to grimace at the diminutive that I’ve always detested. Being the other Christina, the quiet one, was irksome growing up, especially when she was gregarious, popular, and generally admired. She was the perf...

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Concrete

Submitted to Contest #249

Trigger Warning: Fear, gore, slight blood, slight physical violence, death The night was strangely silent as Erin drove down the lone road. The only light she had was the dim, flickering glow of her car’s headlights. The trees passed by so quickly, they were only a blur, yet their shadows seemed to linger just a little bit longer before disappearing. She sighed, a chill running down her spine. This was Erin’s least favorite part of her trip home from work. Sure, there were other routes she could have taken, but this one was the shortest. And...

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Can You See Something Right Now?

Submitted to Contest #250

Hannah took off her headphones and looked straight at me. “This is going to be the greatest holiday ever!” she squealed. I had to agree. Jasper was the most epic place I could imagine and I was going there with my family, but, more importantly, my best friend in the world, Hannah. She was usually busy with her equestrian training but this summer her training schedule changed and she was able to join us. I couldn’t believe our luck. Hannah pointed into the distance ahead of us. “The mountains!” “Yes,” my dad warned, “But it will still be at l...

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