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Stories tagged with "top"

  • On Top Inspired by a photo

    We climbed every single one
    Together
    Every one of them took strength
    But look at how high we are

    We took the world by storm
    ...

  • Culture Shock [Secret Agent Challenge] Inspired by text

    “Looks like Phi’s getting a new partner.”
    “Another one? He’s gone through, what, five this month?”
    “Phi gets the wicked dange…

  • The Wrath of the Spoon Ninja Inspired by text

    The ball came whizzing into my line of sight, and I whacked out at it, executing a pretty professional backhand.

    It bounced …

  • La Madre Italiana Inspired by text

    Lin nodded defiantly, whereas mine was a meek response. I was still a little groggy from staying up too late, and I hadn’t ha…

  • Sleep By Night Inspired by text

    I finally plopped into my bed, feeling full and comforted.

    The milk had tasted good, with the chocolate cookie – it was jus…

  • Milk and Tears Inspired by text

    “I can’t really picture Cricket as a teacher,” Tony admitted, easing himself into one of the chairs.

    I tried hard to refrain…

  • Sleepless Nights Call For...Cookies! Inspired by text

    I was in bed, belly down, thinking about tomorrow. And thinking about tomorrow kept my brain working…and keeping my brain w…

  • Evil Ball Plans Inspired by text

    “Badminton?”

    “Yep! You know, the British sport that’s kind of like – “

    “We know what it is!” we shouted at him, and turned …

  • The Inner Circle Inspired by text

    “I only tried to help,” I offered, finally getting exasperated of her manner.

    She looked a little taken aback, but then con…

  • Not Exactly William Tell... Inspired by text

    “You weren’t?”

    “Yeah, it’s nothing to write home, about, really.”

    I felt like recoiling, but I didn’t – my brain was way ...