Short Story Contest – Undecided

October 10, 2017
Short Storys

EDIT: Here are the winners of our short story competition:

  • Donka von Inna Ernst
  • Das Salz in der Suppe von Vera Heinrich
  • Speechless by Lucas

Congratulations to the authors and thanks to all other Clickworkers for making their votes!

We would also like to thank all Clickworkers who submitted their stories to our short story competition. Thanks to your creativity and enthusiasm, we have been able to read more than 150 extraordinary and completely different stories. Unfortunately, due to the high number of participants, we had to make a very narrow pre-selection and were only able to put a fraction of the submitted short stories to the vote.

Nevertheless, we hope that the selected stories will appeal to you as much as they do to us.

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Unentschieden – Christiane Müller

October 10, 2017

This short story is only available in German.

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Die Hand – Rosemarie Germer

October 10, 2017

This short story is only available in German.

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Speechless – by Lucas

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“HEY FAGGOT, come here”, he screams, “Come on, I brought you something to trade for your lunch today!”

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Victin is puzzled, could this be the day he had been waiting for? As he reaches in his bag, his other arm swings into Victin’s stomach like the mechanical motion of an activated mousetrap, leaving poor boy Victin a few milliseconds to hear the idiot scream “SQUASH” while he proceeds to feel his insides turn into Mom’s apricot jam. As soon as the Shrek-looking fellow disappears in a maze of school hallways, Victin picks himself up in a thoroughly practiced manner; this isn’t his first time.

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The Procrastinating Minister – by Stephen Hands

October 10, 2017

The faces around the table were all looking at him, waiting for the decision to be made. They all owed their jobs to him, yet he knew few regarded him in much esteem. A lucky politician was how he had been labelled. What nonsense, as if luck alone wins an election, luck alone makes you Prime Minister. He looked at them one by one. About half met his look, half looked elsewhere. Junior ministers terrified of making a mistake at this first cabinet meeting since his election, old hats like the Foreign Secretary sitting there thinking they should be in his seat instead. The room remained silent while he remained undecided.
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Unentschieden – Ute Thien

October 10, 2017

This short story is only available in German.

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Night at the Carnival – by Håvard Loeng

October 10, 2017
Fair at night I was twenty-one that night in Archer Park. It was a Friday in late September, a travelling carnival had come to town and rested on the otherwise mute and deserted spot. A joyous collage of shrieks and laughs, loops of waltzes and mechanic sounds ensembled with the sweet smell coming from the candy booths spread around the park. The ground was wet from an afternoon shower and sparkled with the reflections of the carousel lights, wrapping the entire park in a colorful blanket.
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Das Salz in der Suppe – Vera Heinrich

October 10, 2017

This short story is only available in German.

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Afrodite – by Maro Filippopoulou

October 10, 2017

Afrodite looked across the living room, as evening light entered through the small window.
Her suitcases were fully packed and waiting by the door.
The old clock on the wall showed 5.45, and in the silence of the room, its gentle tik-tak sound had a huge impact in her worrying mind.
She had less than 30 minutes to leave her apartment and grab a taxi to the airport.
Afrodite stood up with a sigh and opened the drawer of the big wooden furniture that was part of the house she was living all her adult life, god bless her grandma.
Her hands touched the small package wrapped around in a brown paper. She felt the weight of it in her sweaty palm. 1 kilo, more or less, she thought.
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A Loss Of Innocence – by Threshold

October 10, 2017

9-year-old Amira is a typical child in many respects. To say she is just like every other 9-year-old would go a long way to explain why her grandfather had suggested she would be perfect for what they needed.

Red Brick Wall

Her dark hair, almost black but willing to reveal the deepest of browns in the correct light, hangs long and straight, and had she the time it would have soon been possible for her to sit on it. Today, it frames her face, giving her what would have been described as an angelic countenance, but angelic is the least appropriate adjective considering her current situation.

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