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Write a story based on the song title: "To Love Somebody"

Posted in Nonfiction on Oct 26, 2022

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A Profound Study into Paternal Relationships

Shortlisted for Contest #4 ⭐️

The first and only time my father said that he loved me was when I was eight and a half years old. Out of all the cloudy images and half-memories that would revisit me throughout my life, this was the most distinct: June twenty-third, nineteen ninety-five.  June twenty-third of nineteen ninety-five was a glorious day. I know that because it was the last thing I had wanted. A gleaming red circle marked Oak Grove Preparatory School’s annual sports day on the family calendar that hung in the dining room. I’d purposely not prayed the entire...

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Seasons

Shortlisted for Contest #4 ⭐️

I wish you could hear me. I wish you would open your eyes and see what I see, hear what I hear. Do you remember this song? You declared it our song. Remember. I thought it was silly—we had joy; we had fun; we had seasons in the sun—not a song of lovers, but that didn’t trouble you.           I turn the volume up too high, praying you will hear and wake up. Too high. Now that’s ironic. The old woman upstairs doesn’t like this song. She keeps pounding on the floor. I’ll turn it down in a m...

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Diamond

Submitted to Contest #4

DiamondBased on theme: To Love SomebodyBy Royce HollandI arrived at the doctor’s office about 15 minutes before my appointment. I walked into the office and checked in with the receptionist behind the counter.Good morning, I have a 10:15 am appointment with Dr. Williams.Good morning, may I have your name please?Charlie Johnson.Okay Charlie, I will let Dr. Williams know you are here. You may have a seat until called.Thank you.You’re welcome.I took a seat near the window and started to stare blankly out of it wondering what was going on for y...

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Canning Day

Submitted to Contest #4

I love bouncing on Mama’s bed; the chenille bedspread draped perfectly beneath me. The peacock makes me smile. I love the colors, purple, red, gold, and green and the little bumps around the feathers. Papa bought it for Mama when he got the new bedroom furniture. He broke all of the old furniture the night he smashed Mama’s face into the dressing table mirror. I was so afraid. I hid in the closet and wrapped up in Mama’s soft blue robe singing Jesus Loves Me under my breath until I finally went to sleep there on the floor.Everyone says Papa ...

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To Love Somebody: The Tale of A Queen

Submitted to Contest #4

To Love Some BodyIt was a terrible day, the rain was about to fall. The harmattan was ending, the dryness was too much before the first rains of the year had come. The mangos were ripe and the toddlers were dancing and playing in the rain. Uzoro village, in the delta part of Nigeria ( named by Lord Luggard's wife a few years ago ) in West Africa was all a lush, fertile land, with rivers. I wanted someone to love but, my parents were banished, from Uzoro so I was more like an outcast. They were accused of robbery. I had a cancerous growth in ...

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Echoes

Submitted to Contest #4

  Beep! Beep! Beep! I rolled over and hit my alarm clock snooze button, sighing heavily. It was six am. I sighed and climbed out of bed, glancing at the empty space of where my husband used to lay. I fingered the ring that was still heavy on my finger and closed my eyes, wishing for the pain to go away. I turned my light on, blinking in the bright light. I listened with disinterest to the radio playing quietly on my alarm clock. They were talking about some sort of fire. I bit my lip and turned it off, blinking back another wave of tear...

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My Heart Is An Asylum

Submitted to Contest #4

10:20 pm. A little late for a date but who the hell cares? The chilly air enters my nostrils as I sigh heavily, and hopeless; waiting for love. “She should’ve been here by now,” I whisper to my pitiful self. I told her around 10:00. She maybe running a bit late or just never come.  Darn. I miss my kids already. It’s been 5 months since I last saw them. I don’t even know how I was able to cope up with the parting away thing. But I guess that’s that. Like any father, I want the best for them. I’m already finishing my 4th cup of ...

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Love From Afar

Submitted to Contest #4

The first picture was of the wedding. The wedding of his brother-in-law.Wedge sat with his palm wrapped around the palm of his new wife, brown-haired woman in a plain but elegant dress. He had a smile on his face, a peaceful smile, Soontir thought—the kind that reflected the contentment in the heart. He probably had the same smile when he married Syal. The sentiment had definitely been all there. And next to him was Fayen, with his wife.Last time he'd seen her, she'd been pregnant with their first child. Tall, confident, kind—perfect fo...

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Love at a Funeral

Shortlisted for Contest #4 ⭐️

A matte black suit ensured he blended in with the shadows. His tie was a vibrant purple in deference to the corpse who practically drowned his house in sweet-smelling heliotrope. Normally he skipped these things, too expected, especially with the scythe. He had to bring the scythe cane to funerals on the off chance someone could see him in the graveyard. Stupid, really, making Death visible in a graveyard. He pulled at the half Windsor knot of the tie in frustration at the oversight. Not a single Death had managed to catch Ben’s soul before ...

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To Love Somebody

Submitted to Contest #4

Everyone perceives love in his/her own unique way. Some describe it as a mad delusion whereas some identify it with sacrifice and surrender. Few cynically call it a barter system that hinges on negotiation and compromise. But there are also certain individuals who believe it to be grand and splendid – like F. Scott Fitzgerald who said, “I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything” as well as Maya Angelou who wrote, “Love recognizes no barriers”. Simple words, yet so profound. And I do agree with them. Why? I can elaborate.Love ...

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If you love...

Submitted to Contest #4

Blind. Janet Stone was blind and in love. Now, unlike every other story out there, she literally was blind, and she would never be able to conquer the darkness. But somehow, she had managed to fall in love with someone she couldn't see; someone who she would never see. For all she knew, he was a fake. Someone who frowned when he said, "I love you", or someone who was with her for her family's wealth."Mike? Is that you?"She stood up from the sofa and trace the all too familiar walls. When Mike saw her stumble towards him, a smi...

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Teach Me

Submitted to Contest #4

       The numbers on the house matched the ones in the crumpled ad she held, and her feet shifted to stay grounded on the cement as she waited. Waited for her body to move, do something. She was nervous and she knew it, but she tacked her quavering up to the cool breeze and shuffled her scarf so that it hid more of her face. Her jaw stung with anticipation, and after a minute of her heels and cheeks twitching, she threw her shoulders back and knocked on the door. Some of the paint chipped away when sh...

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Wedding Blues

Submitted to Contest #4

  Tina raised her glass. “Let’s drink to love.”   Barbara said, “Define love.” Barbara’s fiancé touched her hand. “It’s the feeling of unity between two people.”   Barbara looked at him. “Only unity?”   “Care for each other creates a sense of unity.”   Grandpa Joe said, “Well spoken, Steve. Feminine feelings are fragile. When you and Barbara exchange vows next week, don’t forget that women are more sensitive than men, and they need caring words and gentle gestures.” He looked at Tina. “M...

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To Love Somebody

Submitted to Contest #4

To Love Somebody by C Hostetler   The feeling in Tori’s chest was tangible. She wished it came from a more pleasant cause. Instead, it came from the knowledge of her placing blame, and the responsibility for correction; all on her own shoulders; all unnecessarily. She felt a shiver go through her body. It ended in the pit of her stomach, and left her nauseas. She wasn’t perfect, and may have pushed a little too hard sometimes through the years. But, if she had realized the truth sooner, she could have made a difference in both...

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Tommy

Submitted to Contest #4

  Meet Tommy. Tommy is a small boy with blue eyes and dark hair. He always wears a white shirt. Now, this may come as a surprise to you because white always gets dirty. But not Tommy’s shirts. He was far too neat and far too tidy for that. This neat and tidy demeanour was present in every aspect of his life. His bed was always made. His books lined up alphabetically. Even his hair seemed far too grown-up for a boy as small as he. Yet Tommy did two very extraordinary things each and every day. And well, the first extraordinary thing...

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