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kacchanforlife:

hello ppl i need a "short story" to turn in. Can yall plss give me a sample story? It needs to be 500-1000 words and it can be about anything school appropriate! The directions are down below.

kacchanforlife:

LillPerson:

The thought of a lottery ticket became pointless, as I walked by a convenience store with the 777 Slots in the window. Already got my car repossessed and multiple bills sit on my kitchen counter, any second, I can get an eviction notice added to that pile due to my unemployment. As I walk home I find a store hiring, Open Rack shoe store, they are new on the block and I heard have pretty good pay from a friend who works there. “Getting hired there would be a win-win situation”, I thought walking into the store to ask for an application. I asked for an application paper and they gave it to me. I left the store to walk home after looking at a few nice shoes I saw in the store I knew I couldn't afford. Nearing my house, I saw a 50 dollar bill on the ground, (I was broke so this was like 100 dollars to me.), I quickly went to pick up the dollar and put it in my pocket. Approaching my home, I saw a man walking towards me, I turned, and he turned with me, a bit uneasy I crossed the street because I didn't want any trouble, he smiled and then said he wasn't going to do anything to me and told me how he was just asking if I saw money on the ground. I laughed thinking how ironic it was to sit there with a demon and angel on my shoulder thinking about rather if I should lie or just give him the money, so I acted like I couldn’t hear him, he then apologized for bothering me and told me how he was struggling in life and went on his was to sit in the front of a store. I then walked over to him feeling bad and gave her the dollar I found, he then smiled and told me I was on a challenge for tik tok and he then gave me the 50 dollars along with 950 dollars, I was a bit confused and shocked why he did this to a raggedy guy on his way home from a job interview he got turned down from. He then told me since I was honest he gave me a bunch of money for honesty, I then thanked him and asked for his channel so i can follow him on my phone that I can't even afford it anymore, he gave it to me, I followed him and went home. Fast forward, I then paid my rent and paid my water bill which was the most, I also got an interview with the Shoe Rack shoe store, and I then smiled looking at my life slowly getting back on track (I hope). Next week is here now, it is the day of the interview, I got there and got the job, and I get my next shift next week. Life’s like a show you never watched, you never know what happens next until you get there.

LillPerson:

BOOM

kacchanforlife:

If you had to title it, what would it be?

LillPerson:

Life's a Show

LillPerson:

idk

LillPerson:

idk

kacchanforlife:

lol ight well ty!

LillPerson:

@kacchanforlife wrote:
lol ight well ty!
No problem

LillPerson:

@kacchanforlife wrote:
lol ight well ty!
@lillperson wrote:
@kacchanforlife wrote:
lol ight well ty!
No problem
@kacchanforlife wrote:
lol ight well ty!
Youre welcome

mikewwe13:

Sure, here's a short story that you can use as an example: Title: The Last Letter Word count: 723 It was a beautiful summer afternoon when Lily received the letter. She had been sitting on the porch, sipping iced tea and admiring the flowers in her garden when the mailman arrived. She didn't recognize the handwriting on the envelope, but the return address was from someone she hadn't seen in years. With trembling hands, she opened the envelope and began to read. The words on the page were familiar, yet distant, like echoes from a long-forgotten past. It was a letter from her first love, John, whom she had met at a summer camp when they were both teenagers. They had spent every moment together, laughing and exploring and falling in love. But when the summer ended, John went back home to another state and Lily never heard from him again. The letter explained that John had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had only a few weeks left to live. He had spent his final days reflecting on his life and the people who had made a difference. Lily was one of those people. As she read on, tears streaming down her face, she realized that this was the last letter she would ever receive from John. He had written it knowing that he would never see her again, but wanting to reach out and tell her how much she had meant to him. Lily sat there, lost in thought, for what felt like hours. She remembered the way John's hair had shone in the sunlight, the sound of his laughter, the way he had held her hand as they watched the stars. She remembered the pain of losing him, the loneliness that had followed, the way she had always wondered what might have been. But now, with this letter, she felt a sense of closure. John had given her a final gift, the gift of knowing that she had made a difference in his life, and that he had loved her until the end. Lily folded the letter carefully and placed it in a box with other memories from her past. She knew that she would never forget John, but she also knew that it was time to move on. She would cherish the memories, but she wouldn't let them hold her back. As the sun set and the stars appeared in the sky, Lily sat on the porch, feeling at peace. She knew that life was short and that every moment was precious. She would live her life to the fullest, just as John had wanted her to. And so, she closed her eyes and whispered a final goodbye to her first love, grateful for the memories and the lessons he had left behind.

OLIVER69:

if answered please close this

kacchanforlife:

@mikewwe13 wrote:
Sure, here's a short story that you can use as an example: Title: The Last Letter Word count: 723 It was a beautiful summer afternoon when Lily received the letter. She had been sitting on the porch, sipping iced tea and admiring the flowers in her garden when the mailman arrived. She didn't recognize the handwriting on the envelope, but the return address was from someone she hadn't seen in years. With trembling hands, she opened the envelope and began to read. The words on the page were familiar, yet distant, like echoes from a long-forgotten past. It was a letter from her first love, John, whom she had met at a summer camp when they were both teenagers. They had spent every moment together, laughing and exploring and falling in love. But when the summer ended, John went back home to another state and Lily never heard from him again. The letter explained that John had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had only a few weeks left to live. He had spent his final days reflecting on his life and the people who had made a difference. Lily was one of those people. As she read on, tears streaming down her face, she realized that this was the last letter she would ever receive from John. He had written it knowing that he would never see her again, but wanting to reach out and tell her how much she had meant to him. Lily sat there, lost in thought, for what felt like hours. She remembered the way John's hair had shone in the sunlight, the sound of his laughter, the way he had held her hand as they watched the stars. She remembered the pain of losing him, the loneliness that had followed, the way she had always wondered what might have been. But now, with this letter, she felt a sense of closure. John had given her a final gift, the gift of knowing that she had made a difference in his life, and that he had loved her until the end. Lily folded the letter carefully and placed it in a box with other memories from her past. She knew that she would never forget John, but she also knew that it was time to move on. She would cherish the memories, but she wouldn't let them hold her back. As the sun set and the stars appeared in the sky, Lily sat on the porch, feeling at peace. She knew that life was short and that every moment was precious. She would live her life to the fullest, just as John had wanted her to. And so, she closed her eyes and whispered a final goodbye to her first love, grateful for the memories and the lessons he had left behind.
This is only 452 words.....

lovinggabsxx:

Nice

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