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Top Voted Realistic Fiction

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#1
Twister This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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Screaming sirens rang in the distance. I had to get out of this house and into the storm shelter, only if I could find the key. I was home alone. My family had gone to my grandparents who lived two hours away. I knew they would be okay. I would be... (more »)
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Spring Cleaning
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My life had always been normal. I was just a typical teenage girl trying to find out who she was and where she fit in. I have struggled with making friends, passing classes and staying away from drama…but who hasn’t at this age? But yesterday,... (more »)
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Hold My Hand
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Hold My Hand I hate shopping. My mom does too. And why is that, do you suppose? Teenage girl, hates her body, hates looking into the mirror and seeing herself. Middle aged mom who used to love her body and now hates it. Middle aged mom who every... (more »)
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Daffodil Days
“Good morning, my love.” Her soft hands embraced his face as she leaned in to plant a listless kiss on his forehead, now muddled by wrinkles of stress and solitude. “You’ll tell her today, right? About everything? Steve?” The... (more »)
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The Pain of Ignorance
I walked down the gloomy street with my face aimed straight at the ground, trying to ignore everything around me. I eyed the bits of asphalt shifting through the spider web of cracks that composed the mere semblance of a road. I could feel a... (more »)
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#6
For Shannon
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I awake to find myself panting and covered in a sickly sheen of sweat. A small bundle is snuggled up beside me. Shannon. She must have had a bad dream and come to sleep in here. Shannon mumbles something in her sleep and her six year old body... (more »)
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#7
The Accomplishment
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I am your average seventeen year old girl; well at least I think that. I’ve been blessed with the most normal life one can imagine. There’s nothing special about me, no hidden talents, what you see is what you get. I’m ordinary looking, with... (more »)
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#8
A Lost Childhood
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There are three children sitting on a log near a stream. They stared at their reflections in the water and their worried expressions stared back at them, bodies rigid like they were frozen in time. The oldest, Beth, was in the center, her arms... (more »)
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Plenty Plane Point of Views
Plenty Plane Point of Views “The defendant is proven guilty for the crime of engaging in homosexual activities,” the judge mandated. The defendant, Anwar Ibrahim, is the current Leader of Opposition in Malaysia, who is being convicted for... (more »)
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#10
Neverminds
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I never told anyone about Sam. It didn’t seem important at the time. She was just this girl in school, that’s it. Just a classmate who told me she had a pet guinea pig named Edward Sharpe and a police record. She didn’t tell me what for, but... (more »)
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#11
"Joey"
By , Garnet Valley, PA
I’m not “the autistic kid.” Don’t call me “the retard.” I’m Joey, and I like to build things. I build cars with my dad. I build computers alone. I build electric generators out of plastic boxes and microscopes out of soup cans. I... (more »)
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#12
Beware of Doors
The warning echoed Jan’s head as he continued to walk down the street. What was that supposed to mean? How could a door be dangerous? Half an hour ago, Janus Portico had been walking down this same street in the grand old city of New York. He... (more »)
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#13
Insane or sane that is the question
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As I walk down the cold white eerie hallway of St. Mary’s hospital psychiatric ward my mind is fit to implode. I am guided by two men in white scrubs. One bald, the other with brown wavy hair, neither attractive. It seems as if this hallway... (more »)
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#14
The Explorer
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The sun was shining brightly and steadily on me, beads of sweat rolled down the back of my neck. I opened my eyes. I looked around and found that I was neither in my comfy home nor in the city where I lived. Instead, I was in a savannah filled... (more »)
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Coming Back This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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She didn’t know how to start it. She hadn’t picked up the pen in so long. It felt like a piano that was out of tune whispering chords that were just out of the grasp of her memory. It was sad that it had been reduced to this. Something that... (more »)
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Family
By , Newark, DE
Three young ladies aged eighteen, all with the same type of horrid truth. All living lives no one even knows. Making up lies when asked what happened. All in pain each and every day, screaming inside for help. Never letting anyone know just how... (more »)
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