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Insert your picture from the art show and attach your Fiction 55 story or poem.

Please include your name so you can earn credit.

Remember exactly 55 words. Ironic endings are a bonus.

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Under the dim glow of the streetlight, shadows danced on cobblestones, whispering secrets of the night. A single bulb flickered, defying the darkness. Beneath it, a stray cat curled up, safe in the circle of light. The world beyond faded into obscurity, but here, warmth and solitude stood against the vast, cold unknown unknown known…

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55 Word Story - Ricardo Gutierrez Vargas

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55 Word Story - Ricardo Gutierrez Vargas

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It was a regular day in my neighborhood until my arch nemesis, Venom, came to my house to attack both my aunt and I. I have already dealt with Venom before so I know his weakness. I ran to my room, grabbed my alarm clock and rang it. It's just another easy victory for me.

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Under the shimmering lights, the skater gracefully glides through the ice. Spinning and dancing on ice. The crowd gasped as he launched into a perfect jump. But mid-air, a blade snapped. He crashed, and murmurs echoed in the silent rink. He slowly rose with a bow, revealing a second blade. “I'm always Prepared” He grinned.

Eduardo Montanez

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I’ve always hated the mirror, I never look right. I’ve tried to look better or nicer but It never seems to work. I stopped sleeping trying to get myself to look nicer, now I have eyebags under my eyes, I stopped eating to fit into size 0 jeans. But now my collar bones stick out.

Macie Andersson

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The weather was so perfect! Me Sadie, Tessa and our dog conoly ran around the new Zealands grassy hills blowing bubbles. Tomorrow we were supposed to go back home but the thought of it made me angry. I’ve been begging my parents to let us stay here. “Find a job and a house! I don’t care what exuses u make I’m not going back!” I could feel my blood boiling in side me rising with every angry thought I felt.                          Kate Nelson 

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In the spotlight, Emma twirled gracefully, her legs soaring with each leap. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her leg. She crumpled to the stage, the music still playing. The audience gasped, but Emma’s spirit remained happy and uplifted. From her hospital bed, she promised to dance again, her dreams as resilient as her determination.

Lilly b

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Some say he’s eccentric, while others say he's just dumb. Some say he is a good guy and others say he’s a pirate. No one can agree on just who he should be. Some say he only loves two things, Rum and his ship. While some say he only loves himself, the man Jack Sparrow.

Kimball Heal

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I was walking in japan when i came across the store i first stepped onto when i first came to japan, it was a tiny store that felt nostalgic with a old man that owned the store. I visited him everyday before but i stopped going, i walk in and all i see is emptiness.

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Zoey Enright

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The ocean, roaring in its fury. It pulls back just to rush forward, crashing back into shore. The sky, exploding from the horizon, dawns its pinks and yellows. The ocean at dawn was always a comfort to me. The quick, unpredictable riptides always instilled a sense of peace in me, if only for a moment.

-Cash Allen

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Once there was a girl living and working in chicago. When she was younger she had a best friend. They did everything together but after she moved she never thought she would see her again. One day as she was standing in the rain someone came and stood next to her silent… Could it be?

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The couple took a midnight stroll around town while it was raining. On their walk they came across a bridal store. This bridal store was full of elegant, long, white dresses. The couple admired the dresses as they dreamed about their wedding. But the rain began to cry with them because their dream wasn’t possible.

Sarah Manning

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Left and right. Here or there. Far and near. They come from everywhere. Sitting on a perch or tightly in a coil. They lay eggs and protect them fiercely. Enjoying their time together as their bond is strong. Whether they are Canadian or Romanian we love them both. Who are they? They are best friends.

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In the creepy school hallway, shadows moved weirdly between the lockers. When the bell rang, kids rushed past, not noticing the spooky note under the door. The hallway seemed frozen in time, with every corner hiding something scary, ready to jump out and give everyone a fright. It felt like a ghostly presence lurked.

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Jane hated the airport. It was wildly inefficient and always smelled bad. And despite the warm light dancing across the room from the sunset behind her, it was cold. The only thing she could really look forward to was being able to lay in her bed again. And see her friends and family, she supposes.

-Venus C

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Once a giant sun became worn down, once so bright shining and now just a little light. Many different colors are what make up him, with different designs and patterns. He is always so sad now with his mellow eyes and color. Given up on being bright he has to pass his light to another.

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I asked my grand daughter to help me with getting ready for my date tonight. I like to keep my hair old fashioned and have quite

a process for it. However I forgot my regular hair rollers so I had to get creative, which is no problem for us. So we decided to use pepsi!

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Raindrops glistened on the wet pavement, reflecting the soft glow of a yellow street light. The night air was crisp and quiet, except for the occasional patter of raindrops. In the stillness, the reflected light seemed to ripple, like a whispered secret.

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I stood there, terrified of the three without a care.

Nothing but whispers in the air, only the sound of haunting rasping within their glares.

Their knives glint like stars in the night, an eerie edge to the moonless night.

My heart seemed to yearn, a fever of alluring senses warped like a fiery heartburn.

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The “golden” bridge out of all. The chosen bridge to collapse. Out of all the known bridges, why did this one collapse? Perhaps because it’s known as the “golden” bridge, just as if it’s the chosen one. The chosen one to collapse. Broken yet, everyone commemorates the bridge due to its use and beauty.

Celeste Ortiz

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In a quiet and dark town under the full moon

The town feels deserted, almost a ghostly hue

Mysteries of black and white ensue

There is a woman in a robe and straw hat

Wandering the empty streets

There's an eerie stillness

Where every turn is a new story untold Wondering when malevolent will arrive

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This curse that was brought upon me is nothing like Medusa’s, instead of turning people into stone my eyes were turned to stone, blinded to this world, the stone surrounding my darkened pupils. It was a curse of being beautiful, a suffering that is stoned upon a person, and never could be looked at again.

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They call me Mr. Hiss. They judge me for my looks and the reputation of snakes like me. I’m not a bad guy. I look out for my family and myself, and I do my best to make the world a better place. The only thing they know about me is that I murder children.

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When I was a kid, I always wanted to be free, floating up above the earth. I worked hard to reach my dream, and eventually, I became an astronaut. If only mom could see me now, but I will see her soon anyways. The spaceship left without me. I am unattached, doomed to die, free-floating.

Vaughn Christensen

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My name is Rondoe the Pug, I’m 1 year old and very curious to new things. I don’t have a home tho due to me being so nosy I annoy the humans. As of now I have the best friends in my little shelter and I’m always learning new things about how the humans work.

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As I come face to face with this massive space wonder, I can’t help reflecting on how I got here. It has been a long journey, but now my life’s goal has been achieved. As I launch myself out of my ship to gaze one last time at the black hole I discovered and fall to my death.

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Seasons go, younger brothers get taller, people graduate, friends move, parents die. One thing that never changes, is my love for baking. Today is dad's 70th birthday, I make a cupcake, his favorite kind, I grab a fork to eat it with. He always did that. "Happy Birthday Dad" I whisper. And his ghost smiles. -eliza tenney

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The Carnivals came forth each year during The Fall season to offer many a splendors site, though a place peculiar and out of sight was posted throughout the carnivals delights. It bore a cake with ears of a rabbit and many desired treats could be found around it and seen throughout it said “Bunny Bakery”.

Alexander Peterson

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All of them laughed at Minion when they first saw him, as I had known they would. Minion acted like it didn't hurt, but you could see the tears in his dear eyes. My only friend. No wonder we went excellently together from the start. The loner and the smiler always need one for another.

-Kaylee Hoskin

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Carrie Cardinal perched on her branch, always watching the world pass by. Boredom crept into her feathers, hoping for some sort of excitement. "This is so boring," she thought to herself. I wish the world was more exciting." Time passed, and Carrie remained on the same old branch in the “boring” world, being a bird.

Daniel Day

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Things of a lifetime by Sophia Sherman using colored pencils

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Things of a lifetime by Sophia Sherman using colored pencils

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I’m told consistently, things from my childhood are seen as childish and should be left in my childhood but what if I just want to see them one last time before I put them to rest. Especially when the ones telling me they’re childish are the ones being put to rest in this childish world.

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He's hungry, always hungry. We first found him at a park. He was scrawnier then but not by much. We laid out some of our food for him and he ate it. A week later he was at our front door and we let him in. That was our worst mistake. Now you are gone.

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3 seconds of silence then I was gone. When I woke up I was dressed differently and everything around me was very colorful. A street filled with memories, my memories. Memory lane. There I was, a child going into a house with a red door. A man in a suit held the door. Don't go!

heyssol

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Scariest story:This silly lil cat was strolling around my yard. The little freak must have thought it was an open house based on the way he was struttin his muffin. I yelled at him “get out of here freak.” Little did I know I was in a feature, a creature feature, featuring the creature.

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I sat on the edge of the balcony beaming with excitement and hope. My new life away from the fame and drama started tomorrow. My big dreams of starting a new life in the Caribbean islands were almost reality. I stood up, but my feet slipped. I felt myself falling towards the traffic below me.

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It was the night before the heist, and everything was set in place.

‘Dr.’ She grunted, ‘We don’t have much time.’ Emmy was holding the door back, blocking the officers from entering. I took the gem from the case, smirking. ‘Who’s we? The door burst open. I jumped out the window onto the roof

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There once was a seed under the cold ground under a track and under a tunnel with no sunlight to give him strength. He pushed and pushed everyday and eventually he popped his stem out through the cold ground. A rumble began and the train cane tearing through the tracks… and the poor small seed.

Gunner Pearce

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Aiming Toward The Future - Serenity Mann

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Aiming Toward The Future - Serenity Mann

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I’m standing atop the building of my dreams

Wondering what my next move will be

I see what my future holds, the blinding light shining upon me

I know that’s where I want to be.

Yet I cock the gun loaded with life’s problems and aim

Knowing that I will probably mess it up anyway.

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The water sways and trickles, the sun cartwheeling across the ripples

The reflection vibrates and waves back, my skin a sinking foam underneath the waves, distorting and mocking me

I splash at the surface with frustration behind my slap, a scowl gracing the tabletop of tides

I wish the mirrors would show me what I wanted.

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This drawing allows her to express meaningful experiences and memories visually. By employing vibrant colors and intricate designs, she captures the essence of her life’s journey, highlighting the significance of cherished moments and the emotions they evoke. Her work reflects both her artistic skills and personal reflections.

ethanjones

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"Clown Inside Me" poem by David Kormanik 

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"Clown Inside Me" poem by David Kormanik 

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There is a clown inside of me

And it loves being the center of attention

There is a clown inside of me

And it loves making people laugh

There is a clown inside of me

That everybody loves more than me

But this clown inside of me

Wants nothing more than to see you bleed