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Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

The first thing the woman said to me that morning was “Sara.” I remember it because of how strangely ordinary it sounded, because her tone was condescending and harsh. It was just after 8:00 a.m. at one

source “ The race is not about being first; it is about reaching the final destination,” the anchor, a big voice, said as all the contestants heard the voice, which was thunderous in nature. Thibaut looked

What 20 Years of witnessing a stage 4 cancer survivor has taught us about life and friendship There are moments in life when your entire perspective on suffering, resilience, and wealth gets completely

El Silencioso y Eterno Testigo Español Desde el inicio de mi existencia, he sido testigo de muchos momentos tanto buenos como malos. Risas, lágrimas y hasta pánico el 24 de junio por el terremoto, pero

The smell of the barn was like that of wey straw, old leather, and my grandpa’s damp wool coat. Outside, three in the morning came with a biting March wind that shook the metal roof, but inside, the air

Hello everyone! My name is Anastaciaa but you can call me Stacey 💘 ❤️‍🔥 That is my bio name and the name everyone calls me. I am so excited to finally be here on Hive! I am from Lagos State, Nigeria.

‎Lydia and Leah were twin sisters who loved each other very much. Although they looked almost exactly alike, their lives were quite different. Lydia, the older twin, was hardworking and had a good job

source The house is silent, the quiet broken only by the steady hum of the refrigerator’s motor. A young man has climbed in through a window, walks through the living room, and heads up the stairs toward

“Dare, wake up!” my mother’s voice woke me up. It was 3:45am. It sounded like a cause for emergency. What could be the reason for her waking me up? “Get up, get up! Let’s go!” she said quickly as she went

Everyone in the city knew Daniel Adebayo, at age forty-eight, Daniel was one of the wealthiest businessmen in the country. He owned luxury hotels, construction companies, shopping complexes, a whole

The rain had just stopped when Chisa saw it happen right there at the junction by Mama Nkechi's provisions store, the kind of junction where everybody passes through at one point or the other, where news

Every morning at exactly 6:15, Mama Adaeze stood by the window and watched the road. Nobody knew why. She lived alone in the old yellow house at the end of Odu Street, the one with the rusted gate and

I never thought that simply being a passenger on a long distance bus could turn me into a witness to something so strange. We were travelling to Port Harcourt, somewhere between the usual conversations,

Image created in Artguru The resounding blow of the wooden gavel echoed three times through the local courtroom, immediately silencing the murmurs among those present. A trial was underway, but tension

Image generated with Leonardo.ai Welcome to the Hive Creatives Magazine! What's it all about? The Ink Well curators are branching out! For years we have been curating the fiction and creative nonfiction

I was only two years old when my mother died. I was too young to understand what death meant. I did not know what i had lost then, and i did not have memories of my mother that i could hold on to. I simply

AI One of the most difficult tasks is house chores, especially washing dishes and clothes, and cleaning the toilet too. I would pile up clothes like heaps until I had almost emptied my wardrobe before

‎ ‎Hello, Everyone, I'm spd44. This is my first time posting in the Inkwell community, and also I'm new on Hive. I love writing, and I'm happy to be here. ‎ ‎Peter had been desperately looking for a job

She lives with her parents in the city of Puerto Cabello, Rosario has been very outgoing since childhood; she attended elementary and middle school with many neighbors from her community, but her best