She Did Not Want It Anyways by Sarah Muzaffar

Prompt: She never wanted it anyway | Word count: 301 | Genre: Drama

Caution: Inappropriate language

”Why do you keep saying that.”

”She ruined our chances of happiness!”

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Appeal by Vic Ribeiro

Prompt: She never wanted it anywayWord Count: 300 | Genre: Drama


“Well, here’s to another birthday, Love.”

I lifted the bottle in a salute and took another gulp. The alcohol burnt my throat as it looked for a place where it could simmer.

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Walking Away Can Be Sad by Eric T. Riley

Prompt: She Never Wanted It Anyway | Word Count: 300 | Genre: Contemporary Drama

“What are you doing down there?” Edward asked.

The girl brushed aside her red hair, rubbed her eyes and sat up. When she recognized him, her eyes filled with hate.

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Cut the Strings by Irina Maks

Prompt: Cut the strings | Word count: 1000 | Genre: Drama

“What the fuck just happened? Why isn’t he answering me? Fucking piece of shit, I know this would happen, I just knew it! Fucking liar. I hate this thing, why did I let myself go through this mess again? I knew, deep down I just knew it will end up this badly, he was so unsure when we talked about the future, and every little thing we did to make a step forward. He was always in a thinking process, like a retard, fucking hell, the shit left me, I cannot believe it Karen, the shit just left me.” – Stacy is going mad. She is talking with her friend on the phone, and walking all over the place. She can’t stay still, she is messy, her hair is everywhere and she looks as she had been crying for a while.

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Cut the strings by Vic Ribeiro

Prompt: Cut the strings | Word Count: 1000 | Genre: Drama

Warning: Might upset sensitive readers.

I stepped out of the car and glanced at the gathering clouds. It was supposed to be a bright sunny day, filled with joy. The vice squeezed down on my heart. I felt numb, yet there was a hole in the fabric of my being. I put my right hand on my chest and detected a faint rhythmic thump. Darkness threatened to erase my vision and my eyes were burning.

Shape up, Dan, I softly ordered myself. You can trip out later, just get through this.

My feet moved to the sidewalk, on auto pilot. I blinked away the tears and looked for the entrance. The sounds of children laughing bombarded my senses. It felt like a physical assault and I wanted to reel away from it, but clenched my jaw and willed myself to put a hand on the gate.

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Don’t Cut the Strings by Sarah Muzaffar

Prompt: Cut the strings | Word count: 1000 words | Genre: Drama

Gibran paced the floors of the Big Mall, checking in and out of every shoe store. He couldn’t find it, nothing even similar to it. But he kept looking, determined not to give up.

”It’s okay if you don’t find it” his wife placed her hand on his shoulder ”we will get her another pair.”

”No. She said she would like to have the same ones, the ones she whatsapped me.”

”This is the only mall left. We have been all across the city searching for her Cinderella shoes.”

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Band of Girls II by José Enrique

Prompt: Mastermind | Word Count: 998 exactly | Genre:Drama

Next morning, Radha finally persuaded her mother to be admitted in the hospital. She didn’t however show any glimpse of the excitement that was boiling inside her after reading Rita’s letter. She bade the mother good-bye and didn’t tell her where was she heading and why, as she herself was unsure what was awaiting her in the forest that evening.

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Band of Girls by José Enrique

Prompt: The Club | Word count: 750 words | Genre: Drama

There was a small town in the plains of far western region of Nepal where there were mostly women and their children. Except for the rich landlords, traders and teachers, almost all men immigrated to India, to do anything they find for themselves and their families. Radha, 15, lived her mother in the outskirts of the town in a makeshift hut on a barren field. Generations of her grandfather and great-grandfathers had all lived, worked and died in the fields that belonged to a landlord. Even her father used to work in the same fields in his teenage days. The weather has been drier and drier every passing year, continuously for a decade or so. The lush green paddy fields were all slowly and surely turning sandy grey and whatever fertile land was remaining, the big tractors were ploughing them. Like everyone else, her father too left the village for better future in India. It has been more than 5 years, no one has heard anything about him. Her mother has been struggling to meet the ends for Radha and herself, running relentlessly from one chore to other at different landlords and traders. It was only since last year when Radha started working in a nearby hotel, she had a little respite. There was, however, no any happiness as the mother was bed ridden, looked tired and coughed incessantly. She refused to go for a medical check-up and little could Radha do about it. Radha used to go to nearby secondary school but ever since her mother’s discovery of her illness, she quitted her school to support her mother. Despite all adversities, she was a good student and dreamt of becoming a doctor, but now her dream looked even more distant.

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Coming Undone by José Enrique

Prompt: Coming Undone | Word Count: 1200 | Genre: Fiction

04:52

He closed the door, with conscious effort of minimizing the creaking sound, which it had been making since a month or so. With a ten-hour shift job at a warehouse floor, he had not had enough time nor energy to fix the door, or buy the carpet which he noticed every day on his way to work, or finish his first novel which still was only few pages written. When he was just few stairs down, he turned back and stared hard at the closed door which he could see only partially as the stairs were awfully helical. For a split second, it seemed as if he would run back to the door but he noticed that he had only few minutes to the bus to work on his wrist watch, gifted from his work for his long service of 9 years in the company. While running on the street towards the bus-stop, he still managed to gaze quickly onto his bedroom’s window. He made it to the bus-stop just in time.

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Honesty by Irina Maks

Prompt: Coming undone | Word count: 1200 | Genre: Drama

It’s a cold winter night in a small town. Next to the shore of a beautiful lake in a small wooden house live Chris and Mary. They have been together since college and are married for two years now but they still haven’t got any children. Mary is working as a therapist and Chris is a teacher at the local high school. They have had great days in their marriage but tonight is going to be one of those bad nights that can happen ones in a while.

Chris and Mary are talking quite loudly on the kitchen table. They are both very upset and they have been crying and discussing for a while.

“Please go away, okay?” – says Mary. “This time it’s over. I cannot go through this again. It is too much to bear. Do you understand?”

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