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Stories tagged with "outside"

  • She Just Wants to Come Inside

    She watched them intently. No matter much she wanted to look away, she kept staring. Her brown eyes filled with hurt and conf…

  • Leaves and Glasses Inspired by text

    Ugh, I hate leaves. Yeah, go ahead say it, weirdo. They just make this weird noise, or have this slimy polish on them that dr…

  • Air Flow. Explaining. Inspired by text

    Milo’s house. Can it get anymore suburb. I feel like I’m watching that scene in “Harry Potter” when they show all the houses …

  • Outside My Window Inspired by text

    The world outside my window assaults my senses as I gaze upon it.
    The sky is the brightest blue, like a husky’s eyes gazing …

  • Something Mysterious in the Cosmos Inspired by text

    Meanwhile back on earth, the party was beginning to get a little out of hand. Mira and Rigel were still sitting outside stari…

  • Confront. Inspired by text

    Once her and her friends got out of the store, she was hoping for some fresh air. The sliding doors opened and they stepped o…

  • What is real

    It’s an amazing experience coming inside on a bright, cold, sunny day. Outside, everything is monochromatic, white on white, ...

  • "Grounded." Inspired by text

    “Wake up, Sioni, wake up!”

    I woke up and found my mother standing angrily over me.

    “Wha-What is it, mommy?” I sat up, confu…

  • On the Outside (six-word memoir) Inspired by text

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  • My Own Personnal Freedom Inspired by a photo

    I walked on the path, kicking the small rocks with my feet. Why does it have to be like this? I’m so young… I know I don’t …