New Life by Michelle Crowder-Soellner

Prompt: New Life | Word count: 1000 | Genre: 3rd installment of larger mystery

It was appetizer and cocktail hour so I ventured out of my room. I had napped and showered and was wearing my most comfy jeans and sweater.

Other guests were already gathered in the lobby, sitting on chairs in front of the fireplace. I found a lone chair and tried to sit without drawing too much attention to myself.

Almost immediately, a bald, mustachioed man said “Hello! I’m Neil, and this is Shiela. We’re from Wisconsin. Beautiful here, isn’t it?”

“Oh, um, hi there! Yes, very pretty.”

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A New Life by Cinthia Albers

Prompt 3: A New Life | Word count:1000 Words | Genre:

The Pilot made his announcement. Time to get ready to land. Tray tables up, carry-ons stowed, put your heart away and if you fear landing, hold on tight. The cabin was almost full, just a couple open seats. I sat by the window, smashed in beside a very happy couple, newlyweds I believed, who made a nauseating spectacle of themselves. Maybe any other day in my life, I wouldn’t have cared, but today, this day, I hated it. I no longer believed in love, or even like. I hated the world. Mostly I hated him.

I could remember when he and I had been like that, kissing in public, holding hands, he would touch my leg or I would lean against his shoulder. We were picture perfect. I had loved him so much, believed in him, dreamed about him. And now I was on a cold, crowded airplane, starting my ‘New Life” a life I did not want, did not care to even contemplate. My boxes packed and shipped, my suitcases filled in every corner and every secret pouch. My purse held every personal paper I had ever owned, and right on top was the separation papers. I had bought a one-way ticket “home,” although the city I had just left and the apartment I had cleared out, was my home. Where I was headed, back to the familiar, family, old friends, was strange to me. I could not imagine myself there again, but I had nowhere else to go.

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New Lives by Arthur Hall

Prompt: A new life | Word count:1 000 exactly | Genre: Reality fiction

“When I was fifty-six, I was reborn. It was not like it was a religious conversion; as a reborn Christian or anything like that. It was a socio-economic rebirth caused by happenstance, ageism and unemployment. As the euphemism goes ‘my circumstances took a turn for the worse’. I was a high-flying manager. A new subsidiary start up had been powered by me into profitability from scratch in eighteen months. Thirty-two of my target list of seventy-two clients already under contract with an eighteenth century manor house in its own park as my base. Everything seemed to be going as smoothly as velvet. Then like a bolt from the blue, the parent company became bankrupt. That meant goodbye to business lunches, clients, manor house and park.”

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And Esme Danced by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

Prompt: A New Life | Word Count: 1000 words | Genre:

She ran furtively down an alley. One she knew. At the corner she turned right. Right. Left, left again. Her pounding heart keeping time with her footfalls. Fifteen-year-old Esme knew a lot about running.

Am I being chased? Can’t look back to see.

Another left, right and she would come to safety. But when she stopped for a breath and looked around, the boarded up tenements were unfamiliar.

The footsteps she thought were chasing her ceased. Along with the thumping of her heart.

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New Life by Komal

Prompt: New Life |  Word count: 1000 | Genre: Fiction

Mira and Ashish entered Café Hideout, a restaurant they frequently visited after work. It was almost closing time but they weren’t worried. They had a regular table.

“So, Mrs Verma, how have you been?” Ashish said teasingly, once they settled.

“Oh, it’s been a busy week Mr Verma. How have you been?” said Mira with a grin, playing along. Both had hectic schedules this week and despite staying under the same roof, they hardly had any time to talk to each other.

Catching up on the week that was, she gulped down her glass of water and asked for some more. It’s been quite hot since past few days and a glass of water couldn’t stand a chance to quench your thirst completely.

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A New Life by Bernadette King

Prompt: A New Life | Word count: 1000 words | Genre: Women’s fiction

Demi took one last look around.  This was it.  Today was the day.  Her hand clicked the lock of her suitcase, breathing out slowly.  She hadn’t even realized she was holding her breath.  She took in the unmade double bed, the empty dresser, closing her eyes, half expecting him to be in front of her when she opened them.  He was always there.  But today he wasn’t.  Hands shaking, she put the letter on the dresser, right where he could see it and then left the room.  When she opened the front door and stepped out onto the steps, the warmth of the sun enveloped her face.  The five concrete steps that lay in front of her was her path to freedom.

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A new life by kimzy

Prompt: A new life | Word count: 1000 | Genre: Family drama

I have been living with my grandma and my aunt since my parents died in a vehicular accident five years ago. I was only eight years old at the time. But I remember just like it was yesterday. And I watch my older sister Elizebeth life spun out of control, as a result of that. After mom’s death, Elizebeth started acting out in strange ways and grandma Flo in her old age tried to deal with her but it wasn’t easy .

She would skip her classes and follow a bunch of slackers to play pranks on the other students. During her gym class, she would even be reported seen smoking pot behind the building.

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Roly-Polies By Lisa T. Osborne

Prompt: New Life | Word count: 1000 words | Genre: Children’s Fiction

Ellie squatted, bare feet cool in the damp earth. The Band-Aid on her knee pressed against her itchy, almost-healed, skinned knee. The grass made the seat of her shorts wet, which made her underpants wet, which was gross. But this was science.

She looked over the stones and chose the brown, river-smoothed one. She turned it over carefully, in case there were pincher bugs underneath. Pincher bugs were gross. She gently moved away wet autumn leaves and there they were. Roly-polies. She brought up her magnifying glass: Yes, it was just as she thought. They preferred to live in dirt but they were definitely eating the…what was the word?

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A New Life by Robyn McComb

Prompt: New Life | Word count: 1000 | Genre: literary fiction

The darkness closes around my car, and my headlights cut a tunnel of wan light through the night, eerily illuminating road signs and thorny bushes along the highway. I sit on the very edge of the driver’s seat, clenching the steering wheel, half expecting one of those bushes or road signs to be a person. A frightening apparition, lunging at my car menacingly. I keep expecting for the form of a huge elk or deer to appear standing across the road, smashing my car to smithereens. I am flying nevertheless. I would rather die hitting an elk than stay in this place for one more minute.

My jaw hurts. My whole face is swollen. I can feel bruises forming under my shirt, which clings to my back with hot sweat. Now my hair is beginning to stick to my neck, too. I want to reach for the AC knob but I’m already low on gas. If I run out, I want to at least be as far from home as possible.

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Of Kites and Razor Wire by Duane Allicock

Prompt: New Life | Word count: 1000 | Genre: Drama

The sky overhead was a deep cerulean, dotted with wisps of cirrus clouds, lazily drifting across.

As he waited with the rest of fathers for the gate to open, Daniel tried his best to contain his excitement. Like many of the men around him, he had gone months without seeing his loved ones. But on rare occasions such as these, where everyone could be reunited into something resembling a family, the anticipation around him was palpable. Although it would only be a few moments, he tried to calm himself by taking in his surroundings.

There was a tent set up in the southern right corner of the grounds, from which soca music played, and to the left of where he stood, there was a food station and seating for 15 families complete with huge beach umbrellas. A children’s play area had even been set up this time and a competition organized for the gift he eagerly wanted to present to his son.

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