“I’ll see you in a month, girls!” Amelia called to her two adorable children, as she waved to them.

She was going to see her identical twin, which her kids didn’t know about. Every time she had tried to tell them about her early life, the would always interrupt and say: “What was it like when you were a kid?”

She would roll her eyes and tell them about getting ice cream at the local thrift store, and listening to the cool and modern radios, which were just invented at the time. She would listen to her favorite music on her radio, wishing she could bring it everywhere she went.

The funny thing is, a week later, she was aloud to bring it with her on any small or large trips that she took. Eventually, she spilled ice cream on it at the thrift store, and that was the end of the radio phase.

So, as a result, they never knew about her twin sister. But soon, she learned that having an unknown twin came in useful. She went on way more trips to her old home than her girls knew about. *wink* *wink*

Amelia was actually on her way to one right now. But her sibling couldn’t come, so the girls made a big fit about her leaving. It was adorable.

She got into her car, not knowing she would make the biggest mistake of her life.





Annabelle was always a peculiar girl. She always got what she wanted. Whenever she wished for something, it always came true. She was like a genie in a lamp! Except, she didn’t live in a lamp. And didn’t have a limit on the number of wishes she wished for. You know, I never should have mentioned genies.

Anyway, Annabelle had a hard life. Even with her genie powers. Uggh! Stop mentioning the genie!

Ahem. Annabelle had a hard life. Her mother died in a car crash when she was little and her older sister never said anything about her, overwhelmed with grief. The only thing Annabelle’s sibling had from her was her necklace. It was made from solid silver, in the shape of a star. Her sister didn’t share her genie pow-

No comment.

Wendy, her sister, wasn’t perfect – unlike Annabelle. Because Annabelle could wish for good school grades and get them. Wendy had to work hard to get what she wanted, and she wanted a lot. Like, loads of stuff. For example, a car. A porsche to be exact. (she was almost sixteen) Of course, she could have asked Annabelle to wish it for her, but she couldn’t.

And for two reasons. One, Wendy didn’t want to cheat to get what she wanted. Second, Annabelle would only give her a wish if she told a fact about their mother. But she couldn’t do that. Every time she even started to say the first word, she would burst into a waterfall of tears.

This created an unbreakable wall between the two sisters, and the only way they could even stand living with each other was their father.

He was the only one the didn’t seen phased by the death of his wife. Annabelle didn’t know why. He should have been the one that was hurt the most, but he just carried on his life like nothing ever happened.

It was actually kind of unsettling to Annabelle. One day she wished why he was acting weird, and all she got in return was some car tracks spelling out: “He has a secret”

But what was his secret?



Now, today was a special day, for it was the fifth anniversary of her mother's death. Annabelle woke up early in the morning, getting ready to use her peculiarity to force the facts out of her older sister.

She got out of bed with a smile on her face, and walked down the hallway down to the breakfast table. Wendy was probably sulking in her room, as always.

“Well, I think people could see your smile from a mile away, don’t you think?” Annabelle’s father asked.

“You should look in a mirror,” said Annabelle.

He laughed. “That’s actually probably true,” he said, as he poured a mug of black tea.

Annabelle looked down, to embarrassed to admit what she was about to do. “I’ll be right back,” she said.

“Okay,” said her father. “Would you wake up Wendy for me? I have a surprise for you two.” He winked.

“Alright,” she said, lifting herself from her chair, waiting until she was out of her father’s sight, and sprinting to her sister’s room. She stopped in front of the door. “I wish I will know what my mother looked like today,” she whispered to herself as she grasped the doorknob.

As expected, she found Wendy hunched over her necklace, looking like she might start crying any second. “Well,” said Annabelle, “are you ready to tell me about our mom?” She looked at Wendy, triumphant.

But her mood soon fell. “What? No! I told you I was –” but she didn’t even get to finish her sentence.

What happened next was the result of Annabelle relying on her speciality all her life.

Annabelle didn’t know what came over her, but she was steaming. “TELL ME NOW!”

“No! I told you I-”

“You know what? I wish it had been you instead of her!”

A single tear ran down Wendy’s cheek as she stormed past.

Annabelle stood there in shock, realizing what she had done.

“Wait! I didn’t mean to hurt you!” Annabelle called, trying to catch her sister’s attention.
“
Are you ready for the surprise?” The sisters’ dad called, right as Wendy was about turn the corner. It stopped her in her tracks.

“What surprise?” Wendy asked, curiously.

“Just count to three, and walk forward a little bit,” called her father from across the threshold.

She counted to three, and walked forward.

And the fainted.

Annabelle didn’t know what caused this until she walked around too. It was a woman and their father, standing next to each other smiling. Then she realized that this is what their mother looked like. This was their mother.

It was only a few seconds later that all of the three people noticed Wendy.

Her head had slammed into the radiator with bl**d splattered everywhere.

Then Annabelle had a horrifying thought.

Both of her wishes that she had made that morning had come true.



Annabelle sat on Wendy’s hospital bed. Over and over, she had said, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

But nothing helped. She still didn’t move, didn’t laugh, didn’t cry, or smile. Annabelle wished she could have all of those things about her.

But she knew that Wendy would di*. It was her wish, and her wishes always come true.

She sat there on the bed for a while, not realizing her father was watching her with a sullen look on his face.

All of the sudden Wendy’s beating heart rate monitor stopped making noise. Annabelle knew Wendy was gone, and so did the doctors and nurses. About five more came in, and they started rushing around the bed, pressing buttons on the machines, doing everything they could to keep Wendy alive.

And through all the chaos, there was a light. Hope. Annabelle knew that this would make everything worse, or better. But she did it anyway.

“I wish that everything was normal.”

And in doing so, I fixed all the problems, and whisked Annabelle’s Wish Come True Machine™ out of her brain.

She could feel it leaving, and once it was gone, she felt that she had lost a part of herself, but in time, she knew, she would learn to live without it.

All of the sudden, the heart rate monitor started beeping again, and Wendy started breathing again, and Annabelle was smiling again. All of the nurses cheered, and slapped themselves on the back, saying: “A job well done,” to one another

Her father came in, and slipped a piece of paper into her lap. But Annabelle didn’t have a chance to look at it until all of the nurses and doctors left.

It was a picture. A picture of her mother.

And her twin.

Author's Notes

For some reason, I think this is the best story I've ever written. Even though I wrote it in 2 hours.

The length is 1373 words, and I hope I didn't go over the limit. I've been trying to make my stories longer, and I always try to go over a thousand words.

I got some inspiration from some stories that I read over the past week, and this is basically a combination of all of them. I feel like I wouldn't have been able to go on this writing streak without their similar ideas.

Okay, that's it! Comment any grammatical mistakes below! See ya!

Ummmm... idk what I wrote:

This trippy website called wordcounter.net says my story has plagiarism, but I don't know what I could have plagiarized. Can someone help me out here?

I think it might be the genie part, or the Wish Come True Machine™, but I really don't know.

Woah, I joined the submission too- but, this? Wow! This is wonderful! I think you'll win!

when green flag clicked
say [Woah, this is going to win!] for (2) secs
play sound [ Dun da dun!!! This is the winner!] until done

Also, if you want to see mine, here it is!(Also, it's just a sensory detail story, it's like really short story.)  :

I walk into the dark green forest,
bright from the snow.
Bright as moon, 
white as stars.
I walk deeper and deeper,
leaving footsteps behind.
I keep walking,
trees surrounding me.
Birds chirp,
together creating a melody.
I see snow and pine trees
everywhere I go.
Soon I fall asleep from the view.

Love_6 wrote:

Woah, I joined the submission too- but, this? Wow! This is wonderful! I think you'll win!

when green flag clicked
say [Woah, this is going to win!] for (2) secs
play sound [ Dun da dun!!! This is the winner!] until done

Wow! Thanks! Do you really think so?

Love_6 wrote:

Also, if you want to see mine, here it is!(Also, it's just a sensory detail story, it's like really short story.)  :

I walk into the dark green forest,
bright from the snow.
Bright as moon, 
white as stars.
I walk deeper and deeper,
leaving footsteps behind.
I keep walking,
trees surrounding me.
Birds chirp,
together creating a melody.
I see snow and pine trees
everywhere I go.
Soon I fall asleep from the view.

This is beautiful! I could picture the scene so well. Nicely done! You have a good shot too!

Yup! I think this is incredible writing! Also, thank you so much!!! (I never used a discussion so I don't know how you replied on my comment, lol)

Am I

PrairieDov wrote:

Love_6 wrote:

Woah, I joined the submission too- but, this? Wow! This is wonderful! I think you'll win!

when green flag clicked
say [Woah, this is going to win!] for (2) secs
play sound [ Dun da dun!!! This is the winner!] until done

Wow! Thanks! Do you really think so?

Love_6 wrote:

Also, if you want to see mine, here it is!(Also, it's just a sensory detail story, it's like really short story.)  :

I walk into the dark green forest,
bright from the snow.
Bright as moon, 
white as stars.
I walk deeper and deeper,
leaving footsteps behind.
I keep walking,
trees surrounding me.
Birds chirp,
together creating a melody.
I see snow and pine trees
everywhere I go.
Soon I fall asleep from the view.

This is beautiful! I could picture the scene so well. Nicely done! You have a good shot too!

Aww…. thank you! I'm trying to test this at the same time if I can kinda “reply” by pressing “quote”.

Oh, you just press quote, or type this in-

insertusernamehere wrote:

what your quoting

end with forward slash and original start.

you can do this with other stuff like:
(Press the quote button to see how u do it)

bold

italics



url(put links in your writing) what shows in blue

and the quote – you can see all of these in the first post. There are also buttons at the top. You can hover over them to see what they do. Hope this is helpful!

Good job!

PlantLady9 wrote:

Good job!

Thanks!

This is good! Can you check out mine? https://scratch.mit.edu/discuss/topic/471071/?page=1#post-4734810

The story is great!!!!