Story Writing Competition For Students Novels & Stories

"Nancy, my laptop broke, and I need one for the competition. Please help me. Otherwise, I won't be able to compete, and then I won't be able to pay everyone's tuition." I looked at her coldly. "You don't need to pay my tuition, so why should I help you? There are plenty of people in this class. I'm sure one of them would be happy to lend you one." Someone pulled Wendy over. "Wendy, I'll lend you mine. Don't beg someone so cold and heartless." I just smiled and walked out of the classroom. To be safe, I called my dad. Our company was one of the sponsors of the university's creative writing competition, so I asked him to speak to the organizers and change it to an on-site format with randomly

He was getting on her nerves now. She ignored him as he tried to ask her a series of questions. She focused on the lesson and took down notes. An assignment was handed out and Ella looked at the page in front of her. She read it and smiled. She knew she was going to enjoy this assignment. "Class. This assignment goes towards your total at the end of the year. It makes up twenty five percent of your yearly mark so I suggest you become creative and give us a story that will blow our minds. In addition to that, the best story will be read here in class, it will also be published in the year end book. But that is not all. The person who has the most intriguing story will be the one who does the

What a ridiculous reason I gave myself. I looked down, smiled at her, and started eating. The meal was actually delicious. They even gave each student such big portions that no one could leave hungry. “Lian, do you know about the competition? There’s going to be a Dance of the Year competition in a few months, where students from other packs come to compete with us,” Vida said. That’s when I realized what Arin had said in his video on Westagram—he was talking about this contest. In this competition, our academy would face students from other academies.

It could be said to be a thrilling and blood-boiling scene. "Last year, one of our students won the world Best Student during a competition, and the rest of them made it to the top selections, all making us proud. Now, I want this year's section to do the same, as they are not only doing it for our university and country but also themselves! As you can see, the winner and the other nine participants of last year not only made way for themselves internationally but are already successful even though they just graduated. That is what being the best in the world can give you. I don't want to waste much of your time as I Hereby Announce The Commencement Of This Year's Competition!" she almost sc

All they could hope now is for Nika not to drag them down. With the blaring sound of a horn being blown by who knew who, the semi-annual student competition begins! Audrey and her friends just like the other team on the other side or corners of the arena moved past. They had come empty-handed this time, as such their main aim is to look for as many tools or artifacts as they could. If others were aiming to lie low until they get their hand to a weapon or any useful tools left to them by the school. Other were already starting hunting down the other competitors. For them, it better if they will make their move now. Strike while the iron was still hot. It is easier to defeat others if they wer

"Ma'am, we've got more than enough time. Kindly help me exhaust judiciously by telling me your stories, and save me from boredom. "Get me a glass of water," Mama said. * * * * I was in SS2A one day. Mrs. Stella; the vice-principal came into our classroom to announce that my school- PATISA INTERNATIONAL had been invited to participate in a Charity Poetry Competition. She told us that the representatives she chooses would compete with other representatives from over thirty top schools in Ilorin for the win. "Class be silent!" Mrs. Stella ordered. Murmurings and side talks in the class drowned out. She held a big handbill.

Colored papers covered the board while students crowded around excitedly. Emily grabbed Luna’s hand immediately. “Come look.” Luna almost dropped her sketchbook. “What now?” “Contest.” Emily pointed. Large letters stretched across the page. ACADEMY ART EXHIBITION Theme: DRAW YOUR FAMILY HISTORY Luna stopped moving. Everything inside her went quiet. Emily kept reading. “Winner gets city exhibition placement.” Students around them cheered. Someone talked about grandparents. Another mentioned family trees. Luna stared at the words. Family history. Her fingers tightened around the sketchbook.

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How my brother used to protect me in school, and how we became friends. “Hey, there is a state competition for romantic story writers. Why don’t you take part, Aoife?” I inhaled a sharp breath because I had told no one I used to write stories. “No, I don’t have time for writing anymore. College, assignments, library, it’s exhausting. I think Matt is the right fit for any writing competition.” “But you are a wonderful writer. I read your stories, and it’s the best I’ve read so far,” she replied.

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