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Write a story about two unlikely people falling in love.

Posted in Romance on Dec 19, 2020

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What is Your Name?

Submitted to Contest #5

He didn’t know why he kept looking up there. No matter how many times he checked, the time on the clock didn’t change. 6 o’clock. It always said 6 o’clock. It was a lie of course. One of many that was in place to herd the “undesirables” more easily towards the completion of the “Final Solution.” He had known about the Final Solution almost half his life. Since starting out in the Hitler Youth at the age of ten they had drilled it into him. Nine years later it was all he knew. Not only did he know it to be true but his belief in what they wer...

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A Melody of Death

Submitted to Contest #5

He was not a boy many stood around. He was an apprentice detective, who had already solved a few murder cases. Salem didn't understand why, fully, it was creepy to others. He just saved them all from a murderer, yet they find him scary as hell. He didn't understand this at all. She was a musician everyone loved to hear. A pianist with a voice of an angel. Kat had such talent that even as a little girl, adults would listen to her songs. Salem came to her show once, but not like why everyone else did. He was there to find a person who called a...

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Unmatched

Submitted to Contest #5

The agony always began at 10:45 PM for us runaway socks. That’s when Sara, the laundry attendant, wiped the exterior of every washer and removed lint from every dryer. But horror surfaced at the sight of the long-unfolded hanger. Sara scraped the floor under the machines running the long metal hanger along trying to drag out any dirt or “lost” clothing. We weren’t lost. We know why we ran. But humans never accepted sock-loss. Humans say dust to dust. Our equivalent is lint to lint, and our biggest fear is not a sickness, but a hole. Though t...

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In the Snow

Submitted to Contest #5

People always said that those with a lot in common fell in love. Or that opposites attracted. But what was to become of those in the grey area in between?  Yuki and Izumi lived in the grey. Not like minded. Not hot and cold, but moody and tired respectively. They weren’t compatible, by any means. Not with each other, and not with anyone else either. So perhaps it was fitting, that winter, that they lived beneath the overcast sky and amidst the fog and flurries. Because rosy wasn’t for meant them.  It was cold, on the streets. Breat...

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Dawn and Dusk

Submitted to Contest #5

DAWN AND DUSKThey were called Dawn and Des, but there was a certain inevitability about them being nicknamed (affectionately, of course, their friends hastened to reassure themselves) Dawn and Dusk. At one point it had been considered very original and witty. They knew about it, of course, and didn’t seem to mind, though most people went through the motions of not saying “Dusk” to their faces.    The nickname had turned into a constant, but that did not mean there were not shifting sands and conflicting nuances....

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A Star-Crossed Love

Submitted to Contest #5

Manik winced. It was December. The moon didn't set yet. The birds were still sleeping. The temperature dropped down to below 10 sometime during the night. It was the coldest night he had experienced during his brief stay in Silchar. The bullet in his leg was making him difficult to walk around but he was stronger than a moment of rogue blood or pain, the words from a near past echoed in his brain. He pulled out his revolver and dragged himself around the unknown place. After minutes of struggle, he realized he was in some sort of cave. The o...

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Clouds of high

Submitted to Contest #5

"Choo, choo", the long awaited spry blue diesel train brushed menacingly against the weeping tracks as it came to a halt. Tightly clutched to the blood inked Chanel 2.55 garnet bag anchored on the crook of her arm, Sloan hurried through the aghast horde of people, as she headed towards the faint hued entryway. Disquieted, she gazed through the square casement with her quivering fingers partly shielding her panicked look, watching as the ticketers placed side by side on the cemented floors the fatally scarred bodies of two middle aged men - h...

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cruel summer

Submitted to Contest #5

We always meet at night, our voices hushed and footsteps soft against the sand. The waves crash and shush us, as if I need a reminder this time. It's not like I'm actually saying anything— we're sitting on the beach with the moon casting a gentle light on our bare feet. He's got a glass of wine in his hands and our legs are so close, they're nearly intertwined. He's watching the water and I'm trying not to watch him. A wedding reception buzzes above us in the restaurant on the side of the mountain. Traditional Greek music is muted but still ...

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An Epiphany

Submitted to Contest #5

An epiphany: The awakening of ones senses; a brilliant light, a realization of enormous proportions. I can say I experienced such an epiphany when I was at work in the United States about a year ago. It was awe-inspiring and moved me to the core. There I was sitting at my desk on a particularly uneventful day, my phone silent, and just a few voices buzzing like flies around the perimeter of my ears.  I had spent a quiet morning surfing the internet for flights to India.  And yes, I just did say India. I knew tha...

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Golgotha

Submitted to Contest #5

Lester was so casual standing in the middle of the Bald Crown Bridge, tying Birdy to a six-foot fence post he’d plucked from the ground using a tow chain and his 2004 Malibu Maxx. The span was still used to get rail cars across the river just like it was back in the day, there just weren’t many trains traveling through anymore, particularly not at 5:52 in the morning. His little brother Dennis watched as Lester lashed the man at the waist to the six-foot length of lumber, still attached to the bulb of concrete that had anchored it.  Den...

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darkness through dawn...

Submitted to Contest #5

She took one glimpse at his fragile yet stable face. His crystal, Emerald eyes sank deeply through her unravelling, beaming smile. Her intentions were over the limits of expectation; her hour-glass body spoke the words of her exceptional mind! She knew one detail but he knew every last ounce... THREE YEARS BEFORE... The beginning... It all began on a traditional evening; he would wake up, throw on his off white shirt and his blood red trousers. He would grab his Raven jet black jacket and sneakily tumbl...

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The Arrangement

Submitted to Contest #5

Francesca Aldridge, hands clenched tightly together paced her bedroom. The gown she was wearing felt stiff and heavy. She had resigned, already, that her parents had arranged for her to be married to some guy from people they knew as friends. She had never met the family, as they had lived miles away.         Today, however, the family was going to be arriving for dinner. It certainly was an important affair, as Francine gathered by the numerous preparations going on around the house. Everything w...

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The Maid's Daughter

Submitted to Contest #5

“Amelia! Amelia! Amelia!” Benjamin burst through the cafe’s doors. Every customer’s  head snapped in his direction as he pushed past two people to the counter. Amelia’s manager glared at her. She lowered her head, blushed slightly, and walked to the last stool where he sat. “Benji! Benji! Benji!” She hissed through gritted teeth.     Benjamin reached his hand into the pocket of his coat and pulled out a small maroon ring box. He placed it on the counter with a thud. Amelia noticed his hands shaking and the sweat...

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By Night

Submitted to Contest #5

Clang. “Lights out!” I roll over on my thin bunk to stare at the wall. I hate staring at the bars before I drift off.  It always gives me nightmares when I do.  Nightmares of (stabbing) (blood, so much blood)my life before this place. The things I done. So I stare at the wall and try to let my mind go blank.  That’s a lot of my life—blank.  Blank walls, blank faces, blank future.  I close my eyes (Please no, please, please don’t)and try to concentrate on the blac...

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Opposites attract

Submitted to Contest #5

My name is Parker June, a normal teenage High school kid. You see I play football, I’m the quarterback of the team, the handsome devil every girl wants. I make good grades & kick ass at football! I got detention last week for picking a fight with one of the school weirdos since he felt the need to verbally harass me, god I hate that people treat me less human because I play sports. That’s beside the point though. Saturday morning came and I sat in the back so no one would bother me, the desk I sat at had these weird starts and foreign wo...

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