Chloe Hunt

United States

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Chloe Hunt (United States) published:

Blueberries of Old Age

PROMPT: Tiny Love Story

As a kid, her legs moved. She ran. She played. She danced. 

She picked blueberries by the bay every day. She made blueberry pies for you. She followed her great grandma's recipe.

She grew old. So did you. 

She forgot that she loved to bake, and she forgot blueberries. 

Eventually, she forgot you, and the world forgot her.

At her coffin, there was no sign that she loved blueberries; there was no sign that she loved you.

So, you put...

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over 2 years ago

Chloe Hunt (United States) published:

The Holocaust in a World of Technology

PROMPT: Speech Writing Competition 2018

Imagine meeting your end in a gas chamber. Not because your murderous or malicious, but rather because of your ethnicity. 
This is happening in Germany, right now, and my fellow Americans, we neglect to do anything. 

America is founded on the beautiful principle of individual freedom and liberty. We pride ourselves in being the greatest nation in the world with a democratic republic in which ideas can be expressed openly. Pilgrims came her to reinvent the church, and we have...

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almost 3 years ago

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Chloe Hunt (United States) published:

Moher of Me

PROMPT: Personal Narrative Competition 2018

Age 14. I was never well-cultured or well-traveled, but my mother's delineation of a hypothetical Ireland trip inspired me to galvanize myself into adventure.

"There's Killarney, and Galway, and Ed Sheeran! Ooh, and don't forget about Giant's Causeway..." She would exclaim; each new destination along the Emerald Isle sounded like magic, and the idea seemed like the most wonderful escape from school, drama, social media, news, and routine.

"YES. YES." I continued to voice my excitement, and the graduation of...

about 3 years ago

Chloe Hunt (United States) published:

Star City of the South

PROMPT: Travel Writing Competition 2018

    "I cordially invite you visit rural southwest Virginia," I sarcastically type to my New York friend. Why would he ever want to come to my city, or town? 
    "Sounds like a blast." He immediately responds. I acknowledge his sarcasm and silently laugh.
     
   " But my city is beautiful," I long to say but never do. The freshest air in the entire world; full, wholesome breaths of the valley. Each breath, I feel the birds...

about 3 years ago

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Chloe Hunt (United States) published:

Water Games

PROMPT: Flash Fiction Competition 2017


    Where's the boat? I began to pant like an exhausted, fat golden retriever; I couldn't stay floating much longer without my life vest on, and the anxiety of the troublesome situation caused my brain to fog and jumble every colorful, beautiful, innocent thing around it.  I felt my body begin to relax and stop, but my mind screamed "no, no!"
    Then, I saw a red and white floaty, and with it came the boat. Mom! Dad! 
"Kid,...

about 4 years ago

Chloe Hunt (United States) earned a badge Self-Editor

about 4 years ago

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Chloe Hunt (United States) published:

Water Games

PROMPT: Flash Fiction Competition 2017


    Where's the boat? I began to pant like an exhausted, fat golden retriever; I couldn't stay floating much longer without my life vest on, and the anxiety of the troublesome situation caused my brain to fog and jumble every colorful, beautiful, innocent thing around it.  I felt my body begin to relax and stop functioning, but my mind screamed "no, no, don't let yourself fall!" 
    Then, I saw a red and white floaty, and with it came...

about 4 years ago

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about 4 years ago

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about 4 years ago

Chloe Hunt (United States) published:

Water Games

PROMPT: Flash Fiction Competition 2017

 BOOM. CRASH. 
    I sat there lifelessly letting the cold, calm, flowing water fill my bones with its amazingness; floating wasn't easy, but it was much more manageable then treading. Thoughts racing inside of me, bubbling- the sun becoming ever so bright and painful. "Mom? Dad?"
    Where's the boat? I began to pant like an exhausted, fat golden retriever; I couldn't stay floating much longer without my life vest on (thanks mom), and the anxiety of the troublesome situation...

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about 4 years ago