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Write a short story about someone accomplishing one of their resolutions.

Posted in Holiday on May 8, 2021

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Ideal Me

Submitted to Contest #25

My New Year’s resolution this year: to delete your Facebook account. I had already planned on doing this before your mother called. That’s what I’m telling myself. ‘You owe us that much, James,’ your mother said.‘Right.’‘We wouldn’t even bother to ask you, it’s just her father and I don’t know how these things work.’‘I understand.’‘So, you’ll do it as soon as you can? In the next few days?’‘Yes,’ I lied and hung up.That was three weeks ago, and your Facebook account is still very much in existence. Your mother hasn’t called since, she probab...

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New Year Memories

Submitted to Contest #25

I keep my head down as I scurry from one building to the other, glancing around furtively in case someone grows suspicious of me.  I glance at the list in my hand, the one that bears the names of some people that I was in charge of hunting down. A member of a group of hunting the undead ghosts, the group passed a resolution: the person with the most number of kills that year, would become the leader of the group. I was intent on being victorious overall.  It was the last day of the contest and Allig Foredo is the man who was next, ...

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Creation

Shortlisted for Contest #25 ⭐️

He had spent too much time recently thinking about dark matter. How long had it been since he had done something strange, something creative that would twist and turn and blossom and grow? If he carried on like this, he’d burn himself out and disappear. A flash of light, a burst of heat, and then nothing. Like a spark rising from a bonfire.As a student he had crackled with energy. He had spent his days bouncing off the walls and reading everything he could get his hands on. Hardly an hour went by without him learning something new. He had wr...

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Resolution

Submitted to Contest #25

The Pacific Ocean. The words conjured visions of palm trees and summer breeze, sunny islands and suntans in my head. I closed my eyes tighter, trying to hold together the fragments of my happy delusions as they gradually shattered. I pried my eyes open, and stared out into the dark. The dark stared back into me. A tremor quaked my frail body, running its way up and down my spine, and I pulled the tattered life vest closer, sucking from it all the warmth it could provide, insubstantial though it was. A small wave broke over the lifeboat’s bow...

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Hunting Jack

Submitted to Contest #25

Constable Harry Thomson kissed his wife Eliza passionately as Big Ben chimed midnight. New Year’s Eve 1888 had just become New Year’s Day 1889. London was awash with fear as the one known as Leather Apron was still on the loose. There was high public demand that the mysterious killer be caught and all the Bobbies dressed in blue dreamed of being the one to truncheon the phantom of Whitechapel and show him the noose at dawn. New Year’s Eve was too big a deal to keep folks away though. Regardless of the fear shared by all London’s hotspots wer...

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The Year

Submitted to Contest #25

It had been the worst year of her life. She couldn’t even remember when the good ended and the bad started. Everything seemed to just roll into one long period of time. Thankfully, those little white pills just made everything nothing. It made her forget about the cold draft that filled her new apartment. It was new to her since, maybe May. When had she met Jon? It must have been warm outside because she remembered sunshine coming in through the window after the first night she stayed over. Did the sun shine during the winter? When was ...

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Continuum

Submitted to Contest #25

At exactly noon on a pleasant April day, Oliver Boon spilled a medium caramel mocha down the front of his best green shirt. He had a best blue shirt, too, and a jacket, but this was his best green one, and the fact was rather upsetting. He also owns a washing machine, but ensuing circumstances will sideline this particular consideration to a level of undeserved inconsequence. Twenty minutes before, a silhouette leaves the shadow of a duplex in the downtown district, and disappears beneath the eaves of a bakery, 15 miles away . . ."God above!...

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Flowers For Amber

Shortlisted for Contest #25 ⭐️

Whatever kept drawing him back to the debris field attached itself to him like a parasitic shadow, like a whole new part of him. It had been six years since Ismene reluctantly donned his radiation suit and stepped within the sites boundaries for the first time. A part of him liked to think that if he knew what he knew now, he would never have agreed to be a part of the team to explore the twisted and burned remains of the alien craft. The other part of him, the weaker part, knew that was a lie.He dressed alone, his well practiced hands mindl...

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Achieving the impossible

Submitted to Contest #25

“You did it!” – Mary exclaimed and hugged me tightly as I inserted the last piece into its place.I smiled, slightly uncomfortable with her enthusiasm. After all, Mary would never be able to comprehend what that accomplishment meant to me.“Excuse me for a moment” – I said to her and quickly retreated into my room to process things.As I closed the door behind me, I held my breath and pinched my arm just to make sure I was not dreaming. Since I did not wake up in bed after that, I proceeded to sit down at my desk. Next, I powered on the compute...

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ONE MAN'S TREASURE

Submitted to Contest #25

ONE MAN’S TREASUREBy Andrew Paul Grell“He is some hunk, Arielle. If he went in for an emergency hunkiotomy today, he would come out tomorrow still hunkier than anyone in, say, Mamaroneck. That’s what you like, Ari, isn’t it? The good-looking guys? You’re 31, girlfriend. Your days of being a six or better are dwindling down to a precious few. Go for the guy in the A. Testoni shoes. That man has a job where he gets paid.” The friends were having a reunion lunch at the Temps Perdu, their old hangout, after bot...

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Ambiguous Grief

Shortlisted for Contest #25 ⭐️

The year was 1989. I was born to an optimistic mother and a pessimistic father. It was my father who kept things in balance but I guess it wouldn’t be fair if I said that my mother didn’t do the same. My father. What can I say about my father. Not much to say. It was 2014, in January, the beginning of a new year. I was 25 years old and had just come out of addiction. I’d relapsed a few times, probably more than that, probably too many times to count. My mother had already passed years earlier, so it was my father who always took me...

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New Year Resolution : Be There for a Friend (Late)

Submitted to Contest #25

Her love died in early spring. She wrote that she would be there for her love in her new year resolution earlier that year.That was around six years ago. So as you can imagine, she didn’t accomplish what she promised to do. Now she is walking towards her love’s grave, trying to do something else that ended up unaccomplished on her subsequent new year resolutions as well.Be there for her, albeit too late. Her love’s funeral was hosted on a spring morning, where the newly homecoming birds chirped with enthusiasm. A pair of swans that...

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Resolve Has Many Forms

Submitted to Contest #25

          Ripping the vest off felt like cracking the top on a pressure cooker. Garcia let her body armor drop and join the pile of equipment on the floor. She stood in front of the window unit and let the blessedly cool air wash over her. Her undershirt, sodden with a shift’s worth of sweat, caught the cold. It took less than a minute for a chill to hit the deputy.                   “Better than Ir...

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Calendar on the Wall

Submitted to Contest #25

Miranda could hear a dull thump.  It was either in the next room or the front of her head, she couldn’t focus on it hard enough to tell.  “Mmmmmghhh,” she groaned as she forced open her eyes. Without the strength to lift her head, the only thing her eyes found to look at was the button to her jeans, the plain gray button.  Miranda concentrated on distinguishing the metal of the button from the dinginess of her pants. As that small field of vision became less fuzzy, she tried the next step of her usual calming exercises, she ...

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Angie's Last Shot

Submitted to Contest #25

Angie’s temperature rose to a blistering one hundred and five degrees. Nurses applied ice packs but they were ineffective against the raging battle taking place inside her body. She lay, comatose, a breathing tube rising and falling with each breath. Mark lifted her hospital gown. Her boney legs looked thick when compared to the ribs that outlined her sunken abdomen. She was a petite woman, but her hospital stay had taken its toll. Angie was down to eighty-eight pounds. She had lost nineteen since being admitted. For Mark, it had been twenty...

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