Tag: flash story
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Accessories
I had always been obsessed with accessories. I wore bracelets. I wore barrettes. I wore earrings. My parents were always trying to get me to tone it down, but after a while, they quietly gave up. There was no use. Maybe I used accessories to distract everyone from what was really bothering me, but I…
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Marching On
When I joined band in middle school, I wasn’t expecting to enjoy it. Both parents were musicians and had always had instruments in their lives. I loved music, but I wasn’t necessarily amped about being forced into playing someone else’s music. I had heard nothing but horror stories about middle school band and about the…
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The Principal’s Office
“How did it feel? Are you proud of yourself? Feel good about yourself? Do you want to try that again?” I was sitting outside the principal’s office, trying not to get sick, I didn’t know who exactly who he was talking to, but I had a pretty good idea of who it was. Bruce was…
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Step Into Your Power
“You have to step into your power,” I whispered to myself. “On the count of three…” I had been hyping myself up all morning for the exact moment. I only needed to confront Emily once. I had been rehearsing what I wanted to say so the words would come smoothly and freely. This was my…
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Is this Friendship?
“Is this is what being friends means, I don’t want anything to do with it. With you. Lose my phone number.” I stared, dumbfounded, as Stacy turned on her heel and walked away. My mouth was still hanging open as I watched her get into her car and drive away. “What was that all about?” …
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The Petting Zoo
Photo by sydney Rae on Unsplash I knew before I met Mike’s family, it would be a problem. Especially since I was not young and blonde and I was definitely not a lawyer. Or a doctor. I was a public servant and Mike’s parents didn’t approve of low paying jobs. Librarians didn’t make enough money…
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Lost in the Woods
I never wanted to be lost in the woods, but here I was. Lost, alone, and starving. Marty said he was going to be right back and for some reason, I had believed him. I had been skeptical of the hike in the first place, but instead of listening to my instinct, here I was. …
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Optimistic
What had originally drawn me to Gabriel in the beginning was his optimism. But now I was debating whether or not I had made the right decision. I was watching him try to sweet talk his secretary into buying him several more drinks. He rarely drank so I knew he wasn’t talking to Kendall for…
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Just Like Mama Made It
“I made it just like mama made it,” I said softly to Mary. I slid the plate in front of her and prayed she would eat. I wasn’t sure she had eaten anything in the last forty-eight hours. I packed away as I watched her had reach toward her fork and I paused as her…