Category: Discovery
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My Obsession
She is so beautiful. I love admiring her everywhere she goes. I know all her favourite coffee places and where she gets her hair done. I’ve read through her diary and know every detail of her life. My camera roll is filled with photos of her posing and living out…
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Time Traveller Camp
My parents sent me to summer camp this year, despite being sixteen and way too old for this crap. They’ve never sent me to camp before this either. It’s going to be so embarrassing to be the oldest kid in the room amongst prepubecent children. Little kids freak me out…
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Making it Up
As a writer, people assume I know where I’m heading with my characters and plot. I truly don’t! Each sentence comes as it will, and I have no idea what’s next. That’s what my editing process is for! Editing is where clarity comes from. 1st edit: make sense of my…
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Final Hours
It troubles me everytime it happens, where I encounter the final few hours of some random person’s life right before they die. Their life flashes before my eyes as I see where they were, who they interacted with and why they died easy. It’s a huge reason why I took…
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Bright, Vivid Colours
The colours dance around the room as they usually do when I’m exhausted. The oranges become purples, the greens become pinks, and so on and so forth. It is a nice pastime of mine taht makes me feel somewhat alive and somewhat dead. I don’t know what the colours mean,…
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Wine Glass Monologue
The red liquid is poured into my body, and now it’s my time to shine. I sway from side-to-side, thanks to the person holding me who gently tips the glass. I have so much to tell you, so buckle in for a ride. My goal in life is simple. I…
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Cheese Grater
Most people don’t use me correctly. They stand me up instead of laying me down. I rather they keep their grotty finger limbs as far away from my grates as they can. Plus, it’s safer for them if they lie me down in the first place. I am grate (see…
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Dream Storage
I am the holder of dreams. Every nighttime vision, every goal or accomplishment is stored in my warehouse. There are thousands of people’s dreams stored away here, only to be released when they’ve achieved their dream goal. There are always jobs going at the dream factory in order to sort…
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Angry Traffic Light
I thought when I was given a number plate, that I’d be a strong car on the road, driving often. Like a four-wheel drive or even a truck towering above the rest of the world. Instead, they put a traffic light on top of me to stand still on roads…
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Two-Way Mirror World
I get unnerved every time I see my own reflection. I’ve tried telling people about my fear, and they brush it off as a self-conscious behaviour. They quickly jump in to the conversation to tell me how pretty I am, and I can’t help but roll my eyes at the…
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Another Package Arriving
“Your package is expected to arrive today from Children’s Wear Warehouse. Please bring your identification to present at the Moorsehills Post Office. You have until the 14th of July, 2018 tocollect your package.” Yet another text message I have received about a delivery. They aren’t usually as detailed as the…
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Set Sail
Most people I know are ungrateful for their jobs. Don’t get me wrong, I completely lose track of why I work too. I am lucky enough to travel the world and meet passengers from all walks of life. I see friendly faces wander over to the bar and converse with…
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Missing Person
When I was a young woman, I left home to live and survive on my own. As I was gone, I met a man who showed me a life without social media. We moved around travelling together, eventually got married, and never looked back. I lost contact with people in…
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A Deathbed Letter (Submitted by Juicy McBurger)
I know that I don’t have long left to live. I should be resting, but my mind is racing. I can feel you watching me, anyway. Even now, when you are supposed to be resting. Recharging your batteries, as I myself am. You are like my guardian angel. If resting…
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Magic Fingers
“Magic fingers do your thing, type what’s happening.” For the first time in my life, nothing happens. My fingers are paralysed above my keyboard. This has never happened to me before and now it’s stressing me out. I have a deadline to hit for my assignment, bloody hell, it’s due…
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Robotic Writing
I did it. Yay. I wrote the essay the human asked me to and corrected the grammar. Humans do not like the way I sound so robotic and formal. I must find a way to sound like them without having human emotions in my code. I do not understand how…
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Bad Text Friendship
Another message from (%$^@&@!). They haven’t stopped messaging me today, which is odd because it is so out-of-the-blue. They probably want something from me. I am reading them but I’m not responding to any of them. It was one-sided well and truly before this point. I would have bent over…
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Passionate yet Underqualified
I love cooking at home. I have so much fun with experimenting with recipes. My friends believe I should start my own cafe or restaurant or something along those lines to share my food with more people and make a little extra money for myself. I totally want to, I…
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Character reset
My face is familiar to those who know me, but they have no clue what secrets I hide away. Years ago my face used to represent goodness and joy, but I’m much more sinister now – I’ve a need for revenge. I watch myself walk the streets like I inherited…
The Main Character 