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150+ Friendship Short Stories to read

Submitted by writers on Reedsy Prompts to our weekly writing contest. Some would say that tales of friendship are some of the most moving of all. From childhood friends to brand new buds, you'll find a story to warm your heart here.

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Beautiful Madness: Laughter is My Love Language

Submitted to Contest #329

Suzanna’s choices were always wrong. It was a curse stamped on her early, like a bad tattoo she couldn’t scrub off. If the directions said left and she took that left, they would turn out to be wrong—only to ensure she’d get lost and arrive late to something serious, like a funeral. If she picked vanilla, the entire large milkshake would be slurped while she wished she’d gone for chocolate. Seemingly small things, when added together, became rather large disruptions.This phenomenon wasn’t just reserved for small decisions. The big crossroads...

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One Inside the Other

Submitted to Contest #330

They had been apart for some time and had only recently resumed an old and dear friendship. Admittedly, there had been moments where he had wondered if he would ever see her again, and supposed that she, likewise, had entertained similar thoughts. It was nice to know a good friendship still existed after all this time, and they each breathed a quiet sigh of relief –though neither would ever admit it. Over the past six months, they had been through thick and thin together, having given emotional support to each other during some try...

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The Haunting of Rin Tin Tin

Shortlisted for Contest #329 ⭐️

A haunted house is only a haunted house if you can afford to live somewhere else. For the financially impaired, it’s just a house with an unusual feature. And this house’s unusual feature was the ghost of former canine movie star and Hollywood sensation Rin Tin Tin.Of course, I didn’t know this was Rin Tin Tin at first. I thought he was just your run-of-the-mill semi-transparent German Shepherd. There’s very few people on Earth that can take one look at this ghost-dog and say “I know that dog! That’s the dog from the 1920s who starred in tho...

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FORFEITS

Submitted to Contest #330

There was nobody to meet him at the station. Bodley Major… Arthur, had always been his collector, zooming into the forecourt in his battered old Austin 10, open topped in all weathers, impervious to the elements of whichever season it might be, sending fragments of gravel scattering in every direction. What, George wondered, would become of the car now? Apart from the cooing of a woodcock, invisible, somewhere in a nearby hedgerow and the gentle, restless rustling of the giant poplars that formed a protective ring around the station, once th...

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Gas Station Sushi

Submitted to Contest #329

Don’t believe what the horror movies tell you. Ghosts can’t do anything. They can’t make things levitate. They can’t appear before you as some ghoulish apparition. And they certainly can’t flicker the lights or change the channel on the TV. Believe me, I’ve tried. Instead, ghosts are subjected to a mundane existence that I can only correlate to the life of a pet. Except, even pets have the privilege of being interacted with every once in a while. While we are on the subject, pets also are not aware of anything supernatural. No spiritual rada...

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Elegy for Broken Things

Submitted to Contest #329

The trick is not to think. Keep your mind occupied with what's in front of you - fill the pot, turn on the stove, watch the water boil, open the package, dump the noodles in - and you can forget there’s anything unusual about today. Go through your after-work routine like you do every day. Don’t look at the calendar. Don’t look at that one painting on the wall. Keep breathing.Cello music leaks up from the linoleum floor. You’ve never met your downstairs neighbor, but they practice diligently at seven o’clock every day. This is all you know o...

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She's Just Waiting

Submitted to Contest #330

Walking down the concrete path, I could feel the evening sun shine as brightly as ever. The array of colors has started to appear over the horizon, making the lake to my left look like something out of a painting. The crickets chirping slowly call the night closer. As the temperature ever so slightly fell, I took some bird seed out of my sweatshirt pocket. I would do this so frequently to the point where the birds are waiting at the spot I sit and feed them. But on that day, someone else was sitting with them. A girl, just staring up at the ...

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A Coven and a Crone

Submitted to Contest #329

From the tower of a small castle in France, three Witches prepared to summon a ghost. The forest nearby was darker than ever, and a chill permeated the air. Wisteria, the Wizard of the Coven, buttoned her coat and joined the others in the attic. The Autumn Equinox had brought an extra edge to the air, especially to those who knew that this was when ghosts could pass from the ghostly to the living plane. She knelt in the centre of the room and began to set up a circle of runes, not joining the others as they talked. “What did you get on that ...

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As Beautiful As a Dream

Submitted to Contest #329

In the backstage makeup room, Wen sat before the mirror, its row of glowing bulbs casting a sharp light that left his freckles nowhere to hide. The mirror seemed a portal, carrying him back to the self he had been twenty years ago. His agent urged the makeup crew to hurry, the sound team tested the system over and over, and he drew a deeper breath before stepping onto the stage. As the spotlight engulfed him, he felt suddenly blind. Faces dissolved into brightness, leaving only the glare. For an instant, he was nothing more than a specimen i...

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The Cave to Fear

Submitted to Contest #329

“Alright... And there!”The light from the camera clicked into place, causing Tammy, the Tamaskan pup, to shake away the odd feel of the device. The collar was one thing, but adding to the weight of a durable, night vision Kodak still made the little lupine grimace. A huff from her snout, Tammy’s owner laughed at her expense as he adjusted his own burdens. Tammy’s pupils widened to the light that flashed on suddenly. “Okay, girl, come on.”Her thin Papa laughed as his hands moved from his helmet to between Tammy’s forehead, gently causing her ...

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A Journey Of A Waking Dream

Submitted to Contest #329

Author’s Note (This piece is dedicated to my friend Solihin, passed on 16 November 2025. Just four days earlier, on 12 November, he spoke about wanting to submit his poetry to Reedsy, to let the world feel his words, his heart, and the way he saw life. I am sharing this on his behalf, exactly as he hoped, so that his voice may continue to travel where he can no longer go. May these words honour his memory. Rest in power, buddy.) ⸻ Journey of a Waking Dream by Solihin (Eein) ⸻ A new horizon will soon be upon us Saddened not by all t...

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ST. DENIS INSTITUTE FOR IMPLACABLE CHILDREN

Submitted to Contest #329

Chapter One, In Which Two Vampires Arrive at Boarding School Saint Denis Institute had not enrolled sanguisuge students since 1899, nearly a hundred years ago, but neither did they turn them away. Vampires were simply infrequent acquaintances in any circumstance, as they kept a natural isolation that bordered on elitism. Thus, when the D’aureville siblings arrived, in uniform, on the fifth day of the semester, they were received rather warily and left quite alone. Revenant Students – immortals – were rare of themselves, but these students we...

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Digging Up the Past (The Boy Who Never Grew Old)

Submitted to Contest #329

The furnace kicks on and the pipes rattle like old bones. Sometimes I swear they’re trying to talk—those buried voices, the skeletons in the closet I never quite managed to bury proper. November night, basement one-bedroom, East End now. Almost fifty years on the odometer, half a cup of cold tea, a stack of books I still haven’t finished. The TV’s on mute, just city lights flickering across the screen like Hamilton never really leaves my bloodstream. On the table sits a picture of Smitty. Blonde hair, that sideways smirk that could get him ...

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Shovels in the Cemetery

Submitted to Contest #329

My name is TC Shoal, and I died back in 1987. Oh, and I’m a ghost.The cemetery I’m in has looked kinda bad for years. If I had a corporeal body, I would definitely be wading through some tall grass and tripping over some old tree roots. The caretaker hadn’t come out there in years. Well, no one really had, at least to my grave. There were no flowers on my grave now.On this particular night, a fog filled the graveyard, and with the old, gnarled trees mostly bare of leaves, it looked spooky even by ghost standards.I had been enjoying solitude ...

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The years I remember

Submitted to Contest #329

It’s nights like this that I wish I didn’t miss that call to avoid that last conversation. What was it going to be about? Did you have something to tell me or was it a casual conversation where we catch up? It always feels the same like a collapsing lung it becomes hard to breathe. What could I have done to change this? Was it my fault? Did you want to warn me? This tragic life ending in a casket is never something I thought I would experience from you. You didn’t seem like the type that would have done this, especially to me… Now I have to ...

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