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Write a story about miscommunication.

Posted in Fiction on Oct 26, 2022

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✍️ 47 stories

Bad Hair Day

Submitted to Contest #33

The soft sponge and icing melted in Tia’s mouth. Saliva trickled out the corner and down her chin. Quickly she wiped the back of her hand against her face and glanced around. The other customers sitting at their own tables hadn’t noticed. They were too engrossed in their own conversations.Deep in her own thoughts, Tia felt her body relax, as her mind wandered to her friend. She started to feel guilty as she thought, maybe she should have taken cake over to her house.Gripping the dessert fork loosely in her fingers, Tia cut into the cake agai...

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Hair Head

Submitted to Contest #33

With a large wide stretch matched with a full mouthed yawn, Adam rouses himself from bed. Scratching at his belly tuft becomes button picking which turns to a few scratches south of the border. Stumbling to the bathroom rubbing his eyes with his other hand another yawn flicks the light on and the boxers fly off. In front of the mirror, Adam uses both hands to grab onto the last 5 years of drinking a beer every night. Making a childish raspberry as he folds into himself. Adam tries to make himself look as fat as possible. He never fails to ro...

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The Misunderstanding

Submitted to Contest #33

Lucy smiled with excitement as she drove up the winding driveway leading to 6848 Oakridge Road. She had been here many times before, but this time was different. This time she was going to meet Roy’s children, all four of them, Anna, Austin, Joey, and Darla.Lucy and Roy had been dating for a little over six months, but he had been very careful not to introduce her to his children. At first, Lucy had been a little hurt by his hesitancy, but he had told her, “I’ve never introduced them to anyone I’ve dated. Maybe I’ve been ...

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Rome Once

Submitted to Contest #33

FridayAlexander doesn’t fall in love, alright? Just so you know.Apart from not falling in love, today he is flying to Rome to a rhinoplasty convention. Yes, he is a plastic surgeon. He redresses human ugliness, literally.Also, he’s not the least bit scared of airplanes, so we’ll skip the part of boarding and getting off one.Just a sec, we might pause briefly at the getting off part.A blonde passed by as he was alighted at the Eternal City. He stared at her and when she noticed, he shifted his gaze to the ground. We can now move on.The c...

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Identical error

Submitted to Contest #33

The very best thing about traveling overseas on your own is the people you get to meet and the stories you can tell about them years after. Well over ten years ago I found myself with a dilemma. As a young man with some cash in the bank did I buy a house and become imprisoned by a mortgage or blow it all on my very first overseas holiday. As every smart young man does I chose the latter option and began with a mixture of excitement and wonder planning my trip of a lifetime. The very first stop on a nine month adventure saw me fly from Adelai...

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My Blood, British Cows and an (half) Empty Rome

Submitted to Contest #33

I am in quarantine. My adopted city is shut down. On the pavement below linger protracted queues that stretch and intersect. Calm and willing to wait. Socially distanced; expressions trapped behind face masks. Onto balconies and out of windows at noon we come to play our part, applauding the work of doctors unseen. A few languid flags wave on confused in the wake of a flashmob; cameras and phones, in the midst of some form of history, uncertain which way to face. The words Viva Italia are sung with strength and flutter away.  &nbsp...

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Two Star Tattoo

Submitted to Contest #33

July 29. It was finally here.I stared in the bedroom mirror. Greek nose, hazel eyes, overall a pretty average appearance. I rolled up the sleeve on my left arm. This was going to be the last day of having what my mother called “untarnished” skin. Today was the day I would finally get a tattoo.For years, I’d admired the women I saw with tattoos. To me, they symbolized badassery at its finest. They held stories rooted in feminism and artistic expression. And they were just so sexy. I couldn’t help but stare anytime I saw someone covered in ink...

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The Postcard

Submitted to Contest #33

The street is lined with high-cut elm trees which provide shade for the children who play along it. They’re also a boon to Jerry, who on sunny days like today, in his dark blue uniform, enjoys the cool they offer. Gazing down the street, with its family homes and wide sidewalks, he smiles. He smiles because no one here has ever received the Postcard. Jerry has been working as a postman for 32 years and still walks his route despite all of the technological changes that have occurred in those decades. But no matter how advanced or smart the w...

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Stop Talking

Submitted to Contest #33

 Stop TalkingThe woman said behind her in line. "We all have places to be." Alex turns around looking her in the face “Are you speaking to me?”“Yes, no one cares how your day is going. Stop talking and hurry up I don’t have all day.”Holding the frap in her hand she pictures whipped cream dripping over the woman’s bad weave. “Well maybe you should care, because who knows what could happen to you with your rude attitude. I have a few ideas of what I would like to do to you.” Walking away she yells Bitch and laughs as loud as she can.Ente...

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Autocorrect

Submitted to Contest #33

I order a glass of pinot noir and wait for Todd to arrive. It seems strange that he wants to have dinner together after our New Year’s Eve break-up.“It’s not fun anymore,” he had said as we watched the Times Square ball drop on a friend’s television. I had never been so grateful to live in the central time zone.  At least my new year wouldn’t start with a break up. It would only end with one.“I need some space.”His last spoken words to me then and well, still now. He texted me last week.“Hey, can you meet for dinner at He...

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The Choosing

Submitted to Contest #33

Being feminine. If you're born a female, this is your only goal in life. In this world, all that matters is looking beautiful and feminine enough to make your way up the social ladder. At age 18, the kingdom's girl's life long work of looking pretty comes down to if a boy in a line of prestigious suitors chooses us to be his mate. Of course, there are other factors in who they chose but that's the main one. If one does not choose a girl, then that girl is doomed to working in our kingdom's mines, or working for the staff at the castle i...

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The Wrong Fish

Submitted to Contest #33

“Hey Carl! I’m at Ralph’s Diner. Just let me know when you get here. Bye!” Sally hung up the phone and sat down at a table to await her date. The diner was hopping with its usual Friday night crowd and Sally enjoyed people watching while she waited.  There was a young couple over by the jukebox, browsing the song options. A family of four was ordering milkshakes in a booth by the door. Through the window, she could see people wandering aimlessly among the classic cars that always parked there for the weekend. Despite their age, the cars...

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Trains, Hairs & A Scissor

Submitted to Contest #33

“I told you...It was 7th Avenue not Savant Avenue! I thought I made that clear when I called you earlier!”I screamed into my crappy old cell phone as I speed walked, looked more like I was sprinting but that's an exaggeration, through the busy streets of Tokyo. Dashing here and ducking there. I heard a weak reply of sorry from the other end and that pissed me off even more. “I even texted you.” “Well...I didn’t really check my texts you see…”“YOU WHAT!?” “Gah! I’m really sorry!” “Great!” I said as I went down the sta...

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Sideburns

Submitted to Contest #33

Throughout my life I have found the communication is key to solving most issues that come about. It’s important to make sure that each party in any scenario has a good understanding of what is going on at all times to avoid conflict or unfavorable outcomes. Coming to this very logical understanding of life required many instances of trial and error overtime. Here is just one of those many minor instances in which my lack of understanding caused me to have a unfortunate time.As a child my parents would take me to a local barber shop to get my...

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A Comprehensive Argument as to Why The Decimation of Planet Earth Was Not My Fault

Submitted to Contest #33

Dear Judge and members of the esteemed Intergalactic Judiciary,I am writing to you to explain that the unfortunate turn of events which in the end led to the complete annihilation of the planet called Earth, was entirely unintentional and a result of many unrealized mistakes. I am a scientist by trade and I was signed aboard the cruiser, Nova, as the lead researcher for young world studies for which we would be studying the humans on planet Earth. The spaceport bustled with people of all shapes and sizes and as a man of books and journa...

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