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Dude and I are hosting another contest. This time it is A Writing contest. You can write stories or poems. It is due by next Tuesday at 4:00pm. The winner will get 3,000 points, 2nd will get 2,000 and 1,000 for 3rd. Thank you!

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by ⚡ Energy Weaver (229k points)

The cave was dark and musty. Her heart raced in her throat, but Malie knew what she had to do. The lion statues that were blocking the entrance slowly cranked aside, as if sensing Malie's presence. That just made her hands tremble more, but she had a job to do. So, stealing up her courage she stepped inside.

  Strangely enough, the cave felt squishy under Malie's feet, and it almost felt like she was sinking slowly into the ground. The air reeked of the many fumes coming off the many different colored vials lined neatly on the wooden shelves. And there, right on the left shelf was...

  Malie stifled a scream, for there, right on the top shelf, was a giant widow spider. It scuttled towards her, clicking it's feet together.

  "Hello, Malie. I have been awaiting your arrival for quite some time. " Malie knew that this creature would know her name, but still, seeing it escape her lips...

  "H-how did you know I was going to be here?" she shuttered. The monster came closer to her, so close that Malie could smell the stench of her breath.

  "Oh, sweet innocent Malie, every child like you comes here one way or another," she purred. Malie's forehead beaded in sweat. What did she mean by someone like her? It's beady eyes stared into Male's as if reading her soul. 

  "So much fear,"  she whispered into her ear. "Every child is like this. I am not so scary though. Not as scary as you would expect. "

  "I've come for a-a poison, " Malie whispered. She clenched her fists to keep then from shaking. The spider cackled.

  "Child, you have to be more specific than that."  Malie met her glare, and somehow managed to not lose her voice.

  "One that will be excruciatingly painful, " Malie replied. "One that will kill, but slowly. Painfully. " The spider was visibly surprised but she smiled cruelly.

"Oh? I wouldn't expect you of all children to want that." Malie looked at the floor. 

  "You know nothing about me. Now which one is the best choice?" The spider shrugged..

  "Fair enough. I have a few good options..." The spider rummaged around, and brought forth five vials. There was two red ones, one blue, one purple, and one yellow. Malie touched the vial of the electrical blue vial, which felt cool on her hand.

  "This one. How much is it?" 

  "Good eye. It-" 

  "I said how much is it?" Malie demanded. 

  "Ah, I see. It's fifty Gold pieces. " Malie dug into her coat pocket and fished out the correct amoint. The spider grinned creepily. 

  "I hope this finds your victim well. "

  "Don't worry. It willl."

by 🌠 Star Seer (944k points)
woah-thats really cool
by ⚡ Energy Weaver (229k points)
Thanks! Yours was great too!!
1 vote
by 🌟 Mystic (371k points)

yeah i decided im lazy so heres what I wrote for skool. Its not great bc it had to be really short and I hate to cut it down so much

TW: DEATH, SU!C!D3 MENTIONS

I heard a loud scream, jumped up, and bolted to where the voice came from, heart pounding as I stepped into the bathroom. It was in chaos, a far cry from its normal stateliness.  Everything was pushed off the counter and shattered on the floor, and there was a rope, swinging slightly from the shower rod. And hanging from that rope, swinging slightly, was John. His eyes were becoming blotchy with blood, his skin the color of lavender, but it was still undoubtedly him. 

“John. John! No, no, no, no, no!” Emma cried, tears already streaming like a waterfall down her cheeks. “How did this happen? Why? John! John, wake up! Please! Please tell me this isn't real, Jane!”

That didn’t make any sense… He was silly and happy and could always make anyone laugh. He would never. I thought.  Emma’s shoulders are shaking with the force of her sobs and tears spill over her hands, splashing onto her cheerful yellow T-shirt and distorting the white floral pattern.  Numbly, I reach into my pocket and grab my phone to call the police. 

Nothing about this makes sense…  I thought after the operator hung up. He would never do this…  I didn’t know John very well, but from what I did know, he was happy and in love with Emma. When they first got engaged, the three of us went to a small engagement dinner, and I awkwardly watched as he grinned and kissed her, showering her with love and attention. They seemed like the perfect couple, so happy. I don’t believe it. I don’t care that all the evidence points toward suicide. The only thing that makes any sense is murder.  

“I… I just touched up my makeup in my room and then went to the bathroom.” Emma sniffles, startling me out of my thoughts. I started to reply, but suddenly a sharp knock interrupted me. 

I walk over to the door and open it to see two police officers and a third in the car. 

“Thanks so much. The body is this way.” I say, and without further explanation, I lead them to the bathroom. They cram into the small space, taking pictures and jotting down notes and sequestering John away in a body bag. Then, I noticed something bright yellow stuck on a corner of the counter. I narrow my eyes and step a little closer. Fabric… with a familiar white design. I step forward again and feel a sting on my hand. I hiss and look down to see a rose tinted shard that smells of Emma’s perfume clattering to the ground. I must have knocked it off the counter and it sliced me…  The cut is deep and already dripping crimson blood across the snow white tiles. I wince and walk down the hallway to knock timidly at her door without thinking.

 “I was just wondering whether you have any band aids?” I wince again and she gestures toward the bedroom. “Thanks.” I replied and walked into the kitchen, where I noticed something odd. A large butchers knife, sharp as a razor, gleaming dangerously at me.  I shivered and continued to the bedroom where I found the bandaids and noticed something else as I grabbed one. A book. “Emma’s Diary”, was written in cursive, surrounded by little hearts and flower doodles. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t resist. I opened the nearest entry and read.

“October 20, 2024:

I can’t stand him. He is such an idiot. Whatever. It’s almost time, and I can finally be rid of him forever.”

My breath catches in my throat. I flipped through the pages of the diary and read other pages. They all have similar messages, what’s that supposed to mean? The only thing that would make sense is… but…. That’s impossible. She would never… A loud voice startled me out of my thoughts. Emma’s voice

“I see you found my diary.” She remarked softly I stumble back a step, and another, until I hit the wall and had nowhere else to go. Her lips curled up into a predatory, mendacious grin that was discordant with her usual, cheerful self.  “Well, we can’t have you telling people about this little secret of mine, can we?” She purred as she stepped sinuously toward me, pulling the butcher’s knife from inside her sweatshirt. “That would simply ruin everything!” Her smile grew as she ran her finger up the sharp blade and pressed her finger to the sharp point until a bead of crimson sprung up.

“No, no! I- I won’t say anything, I promise! Please, I swear!” I begged

She lunged. 

by 🌠 Star Seer (944k points)
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I'm in shock that was so good
by 🌟 Mystic (371k points)
Thank you! It was a suspense assignment eas it sUsPeNsEfUl?? Lol
by 🌠 Star Seer (944k points)

yea

you did well boogie

by 💫 Luminary (155k points)
WOW!! this is great
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by 🌟 Mystic (371k points)
I will definitely try!
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by 🌠 Star Seer (937k points)

Uh, I forgot until now, I’ve already posted this here, so here it is,

Ch1- The Hogwarts Express

Ethan Potter was an umm, unusual kid. Other than being a wizard he was the grandson of one of the most famous wizards of all time, Harry Potter. He’s in fact only met his grandfather 3 times. One when he was only 2 years old in Godric's Hollow while his Grandfather came to see him. The other two were once when Ethan was 7 and most recently when he got his Hogwarts letter of administration.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Morgan Weasley

(Order of Merlin, 2nd class)

Dear Mr. Potter, 

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. 

Term begins 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely, 

Willow Krop

Deputy Headmistress 

School Supplies:

First years will require:

  1. Three sets of plain black robes
  2. One plain black pointed hat
  3. One black winter cloak
  4. One pair of protective gloves

Set books 

All students should have a copy of the following: 

  1. The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
  2. A History of Magic
  3. Magical Theory
  4. A Beginner’s Guide to Transfiguration
  5. One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
  6. Magical Drafts and Potions
  7. Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
  8. The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection

Other Equipment:

  1. 1 wand
  2. 1 cauldron (Pewter)
  3. 1 Set glass or crystal phials 
  4. 1 set of potions ingredients
  5. 1 telescope
  6. 1 brass scale
  7. 1 set of parchment, quills and ink

Student may also bring a pet (owl,cat,rabbit,turtle,toad) 

Ethan was full of joy when he received the letter from Hogwarts. That day his grandfather bought him his books so he could read about the wonderful spells. Ethan naturally skipped to the spells that looked interesting to him. In exactly one day Ethan would be on his way to Hogwarts, Ethan dreamed of how the castle overlooked the lake and how large the grand castle would be. Ethan was anxiously walking around with nothing to do while his mom asked, “Ethan, have you packed for school?” 

“For the millionth time mom, I have.” 

“Just checking.” His mom replied while hurrying off to the kitchen to start cooking the evening meal.  Ethan merely shrugged and walked away towards the stairs. 

After an hour passed Ethan’s Mom called him over, “Foods ready, please come eat.” 

As Ethan walked down the stairs he said, “Coming.” As Ethan’s Mom prepared the table Ethan sat down comfortably and waited patiently.  Soon his mother brought the food over and Ethan smelled the delicious Shepherd Pie. 

Soon after he finished up eating his food he raced back to his book to read about the fantastic history of Hogwarts. Soon Ethan started to pack up for his day tomorrow when he will get onto the Hogwarts Express at 11am. Ethan packed all his books and belongings needed, his wand and everything he could think of. Ethan next rushed to his room as he wanted to sleep so he could rest for the next day. 

Once Ethan dressed and got ready for the day, which included Showering, brushing teeth and eating breakfast, he checked the time. On the clock it read 9:40 am. “Honey, are you ready to head for the station?” Asked his mom. “Of course.” Ethan replied while tying his shoes. Soon they reached Kings Cross Station and Ethan looked around for the train. “Where is it? Ethan asked. “Follow me.” His mom replied. They came across a wall between 9 and 10. “Follow me.” Mom said as walking straight through the wall. Ethan followed, amazed. 

As soon as he stepped through he heard a rush of sound. All around him wizards and witches stood watching their kids which ranged from 11 through 18 hop onto the train. “Bye mom.” Ethan said, carrying his stuff. “Bye Ethan, don’t get into trouble, I’m expecting good grades, I’ll send you letters occasionally of course.” His mom said as tears ran down her face. Then Ethan hopped onto the train.

by 🌠 Star Seer (937k points)
Yay, the font didn’t change
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by 🌠 Star Seer (944k points)

(P.S. I wrote this with somebody, so there is an alt. perspective by A. Li)

The Haunted House

 

As I walked down the unfamiliar neighborhood, I searched for the given address. Long strips of white houses with stunningly green lawns stretched out in front of me. I turned the corner and looked down at my phone. Apparently, my emails had gone into four digits.

 

When I looked up again, I saw a house. But something stood out. Almost like a box of white kittens, but this particular kitten was black. The large, ominous house loomed over me, and I froze. A clattering sound came from within the walls. Broken glass was strewn all over the jungle of a lawn. The door was boarded up, but something else still felt a bit off.

 

I heard a scream and glass shattering. I felt an eerie pull, and I was dragged towards the 

mansion, almost as if a hand had grabbed me. I floated inside. There was even more glass on the inside. The paint was flaking off, and I inhaled slowly. I automatically regretted that choice. An acidic stench filled my nose, and I screamed. But my throat was on fire. I heard a whistling sound that reminded me all too much of the WWII movies I loved watching. A long piece of metal flew across the floor, missing me by inches. 

I froze. The sword hit the wall behind me and spun for a second. I was horrified. I had walked here to see a friend from school, but this was not what I expected.  I thought about the mile I still had to walk to get there. I heard another scream. It was too much. I slowly took out my phone, preparing myself to call the police. Instead, Google Maps pulled up. A little notification popped up on my screen. It read:

                      You have reached your destination!

Well this wasn't helpful. Plus, I had a YouTube livestream to watch. I heard a sound coming from up from upstairs that sounded like someone running. I flinched as I heard a door slam. A minute later I heard a loud thud. I sprinted up stairs, finally appreciating how fast I could run.  Just as I reached the top, I heard an electric beep. I ran towards the sound and into a room. The only thing in the room was a plain bed and a large, small closet. I searched frantically and almost screamed as I found a bloody figure slumped in the corner. The figure rose and I immediately ran for the hallway. I ran further, then backed against the wall. The horror passed by me, and I almost sighed. But I knew this wasn’t over yet. 

 

I ran nearly to the end of the hallway and into what appeared to be a master bedroom. The horror had vanished. Hopefully forever. I heard another beep. I ran into the giant walk-in closet and searched for anything that could help me. I start to walk out but I hear a voice.

 

“Wait, ....., Bro chat, this is my friend.” I couldn’t find the voice yet, so I walked back in. I looked at the front end and then spin around, feeling someone watching me. I make eye contact with the person. I can’t identify them yet, but I know it’s a boy based off the voice. I hear the sound of footsteps and dive into the closet. I look at the speaker, and I almost gasp.

“I knew this would happen.” He whispers into the camera that he was holding. I flinch as he pulls out a shotgun from what feels like out of nowhere.
"Why is this necessary" I think, but I don't dare criticize him out loud. 

“Well this should be fun.” He whispers into the mic again, I look over his shoulder, resisting the strong urge to read what the chat was saying, and ultimately failing. “Clutch moment!!!!!” The chat was rapid firing, along with “Save yourself!” Well, that made me feel better.

A muffled grunt rattles through the hallway, and he says something I don’t hear. I peek through the long clothing, and the horror practically jumpscares my line of sight. I stop a shriek just in time as he aims the shotgun and fires, hitting the horror in the gut. I guess the horror didn’t have a good life, because as soon as the Horror hit the floor, it crumbled to dust. I exhale in relief, still suspicious if that was the last of this.

I leap out of the closet, and he does too, I look over, finally seeing the speaker. I gasp for real this time. I almost jump on Li, my school friend. 

“What do we do next?”

by 💫 Luminary (155k points)
Thank you for submitting an entry!
by 🌠 Star Seer (944k points)
your very welcome (:
by 🔥 Spellbinder (103k points)
Its not to shabby!
by 🌠 Star Seer (944k points)
Sorry, I made some changes to it, I had to adjust stuff!
by 💫 Luminary (155k points)
It's really good!
by 🔥 Spellbinder (103k points)
agreed!

Also sorry if i answer late because my school schedule isn't normal.

We start at 7:45 and end at  6:15

its so tiring!
by 💫 Luminary (155k points)
you end SCHOOL at 6:15?
by 🌠 Star Seer (944k points)

jawdrophow??????

by 🔥 Spellbinder (103k points)
unfortunately yes, It's a huge nightmare and wish that we ended earlier.
by 💫 Luminary (155k points)
HOW!? Is it ok if you tell me only the state you live in and not the town?
by 🌠 Star Seer (944k points)
Just saying, I did have to blank out a part bc it said my last nameeee
by 🔥 Spellbinder (103k points)
California Los Angeles.
by 💫 Luminary (155k points)
YOU LIVE IN LA????!!!!!!!!

TELEPORT ME THEEEEEERRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
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by ⚡ Energy Weaver (229k points)
Does it need to be freshly made? Do you have a word limit? Are there topics you don't want posted? This isn't related to the writing part, but how do you make all the points? How do you dish those out?
by 🌠 Star Seer (937k points)
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I think you just send a pm to kt, and they’ll take some of your points and give them to someone else
by ⚡ Energy Weaver (229k points)
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Huh. That's cool
by 🌠 Star Seer (937k points)
1
I love the new pfp :)
by ⚡ Energy Weaver (229k points)
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Aw, thanks Booker! I love yours too, btw. I was looking for new pfps actually, and saw the same one that you got now, and I really wanted to steal it lol
by 💫 Luminary (155k points)
It can be old, new, or typed.
1 vote
by 🌠 Star Seer (937k points)
Question, how many words do you want it? And can I just do a chapter of a longer book, this is because it’s too long for kt
by 💫 Luminary (155k points)
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I don't care, you can put as much as you want, yea maybe just a chapter.
by 🌠 Star Seer (937k points)
Ok! :)
by 🔥 Spellbinder (103k points)
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cant wait to see it!
by 💫 Luminary (155k points)
same here, @dude!
by 🌠 Star Seer (937k points)
@Swiftie

Can it be a fanfic (fanfiction) or an original story?
by 💫 Luminary (155k points)
anything you like!
by 🌠 Star Seer (937k points)

Ok :)thumbs_up

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