Make It Stick Novels & Stories

She ran it again. Same error, same place, same half beat, and she stood in the center of the practice room floor and felt something that was not frustration and was not anger and was more specific than either of those, the particular cold feeling of someone who had believed they had fixed something and was standing at the evidence that the fix had not held. She ran it a third time. And a fourth.

Because it seems everywhere I go I feel like a victim eaten up fast For once I plead Someone to ask me Will you please..." " It's not the right time. I have to go home and do it." He says. I can hear the confusion in his voice. I continue the poem in my head. 'Will you please... stay.' Yes, that's it! I need to note this down. I grab a sticky note which I store in my pocket. I write down 'stay' with my the only pen I have, a red ballpoint.

she slammed her fists on her table "You drew beards on out faces with a fucking marker and made our eyebrows bigger, that’s what you did ma’am " Susan and i laughed again "God, it was so good. You both were always annoying me and waking me up when I don’t want to with your excessive loud voices, now i just did a little bit of you know revenge” i say and Lily glares at me "Oh I’m so going to get you back for this” she walks upstairs and I couldn’t help but laugh

It saved her before. And something kept saying to make sure it gets sent out now. It was important she did. Or I may never get another chance. Her gut twisted with the thought. It made Maddie go even faster. They can’t do anything if it’s sent. The letter would be safe once posted. I only need to get there before anyone notices- “Damn!” Maddie cursed. The stamp was lifting again. The glue wasn’t sticking down. “You sticky son of a bitch.” Maddie licked her finger to press down on the stamp. Hoping it would be the last time.

After tracing the first symbol, I gently pulled the leaf over a bit to see if it was working. “It is working but it will fall off the moment I fold the leaf,” I said to myself and Stem suggested, “Use your sweat and the tree sap that you see trickling down to turn it sticky.” As if a light bulb had lighted in my head, I did as he said and ran to the steps to collect some sap before throwing it on the etched markings. Now it was more like a type of makeshift glue cum ink and with that, I traced the markings on the wall which was the last one to disappear.

The tip wobbled as I stretched it upward, biting my lip in concentration. The branch tapped the limb, too far from the trinket. I sighed, pushing my feet back a bit as I prodded again and the stick slid off, nearly falling from my shaky hands I kissed my teeth, repositioning myself as I stretched the stick upwards again Third time's the charm, no? The curve at the end caught the trinket’s chain, tugging it gently. I let out a sigh of relief, tugging on the stick, careful not to yank too hard. The chain twisted once, then caught again.

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“I want numbers by the end of the week.” As I placed the last cup on the table and turned to leave quietly, I heard something that made my feet freeze. “To seal this deal,” one of the older men said, “we need something stronger than signatures. My daughter Annie just returned from studying abroad. If Adam agrees to marry her, we’ll sign immediately.” The room went silent for a moment. I didn’t dare turn around, but I could feel the tension. Then Adam spoke, his voice was low but firm. “I have someone I’m seeing.”

Being needed by Maggie—the same girl who once crushed him—fed something twisted. So he let her sign the papers for marriage registration, take the photos, move in like it meant something. Maggie pushed herself up, limping toward him. "Stop lying to yourself. Look at me. How can you say you don't love me?" She leaned in, lips inches away. Then—bang bang bang. A loud knock shattered the moment.

It has the consistency of dull slime and appears to be very sticky, not wanting to be removed from its host. I link my friends, “Five at once is going to be hard, we need to all pull at the substance surrounding them, think of pulling up into the air away from all of our members so it cannot attach to anyone else. On my count 3..2..1 pull.” I hear groaning and gasps from all around, but I don’t open my eyes until I am satisfied the sticky energy is completely off of all of these members.