Tag: flash story
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Acres of Green
All I wanted to do was play outside all day every day. Being inside gave me anxiety. I had read Anne of Green Gables with my mother and had wanted to be Anne ever since. I even tried to use the same language and words, but quickly realized my friends didn’t always understand what I was…
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The Farm
“Do you want to buy the farm with me?” I asked, almost begging. If Chase didn’t agree to my latest plan, I wasn’t sure I could swing buying the farm. I knew other people were looking and if I didn’t snap it up quickly, I knew someone else would. “Well, I’ve been thinking about it…
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Banging
“I heard banging sounds coming from the computers,” I whispered to Jen. “What if he breaks them before the police get here?” “Then we add it to the report.” I could hear the exasperation in her voice. It was like she had been part of a robbery before. From what I knew of her past, I…
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April Fool
I always hated April Fool’s Day and had since I was in elementary school. My mother scared easily so the two of us tried to avoid having anything to do with April 1 when it rolled around. My father and brother were obsessed with scaring everyone so naturally, my mother and I were their favorite subjects. …
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Shadow
As an adult, I would say I definitely worry about missing out on everything my friends are doing. Even if I really just want to stay home and go to bed, how can I not go to the party? What if something happens and they talk about it for weeks? What if I miss out on the inside…
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Woodland Creatures
When I told my sister about the conversation I had with the fox, I could tell she was jealous. She didn’t want to admit yet that I could talk to the foxes before she did, but here we are. We had started school a few weeks before and had a new headmaster and he was…
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First Impressions
I loved going to the beach every year. I loved the beach from the very first time my toes sank in the sand. Every weekend I begged my mom to take my brother and I to the beach since it was only a short fifteen-minute drive away. She was a freelance writer who often whisked away for stories and interviews, but was able to schedule…
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Horse Drawn Carriage
“Last night I dreamed we left town on a horse drawn carriage,” my sister said from the backseat of my minivan. I hated driving the old beat-up rust bucket, but if I wanted any life at all, it was in this minivan. And if Gina was to get anywhere, I was most often responsible for getting her…
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Sanctuary
I always felt like the park next to my house was my sanctuary. When my parents started fighting or I was feeling claustrophobic in our tiny house, I went to the park. There were plenty of benches to do my homework and for the most part, the families who frequented the park were dog friendly. …
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Never Alone
My mother always remarked that she was never alone. As a kid, I never understood what she was talking about since I had six siblings and none of us ever expected to be alone. So of course, being our mother, we were constantly badgering her. We were always loud and we were always up in each other’s business. I knew everything about…