September/October 2012 Reconciliation Story Contest

Reconciliation Contest Voting

Voting for the Contest should occur tomorrow night. Erin is occupied with pre-existing things and she is unable to work on it tonight. Possibly tomorrow evening is what we are shooting for. The voting period will be narrower than I would like, but it cannot be helped.

Please continue to read our contest entries here: September / October 2012 Reconciliation Story Contest Entries and decide on who you think has the best submission ^^

New Endings, New Beginnings

The Girl with The Mini:
Part 1 - New Endings, New Beginnings
A story about starting over

by Bobbie Cabot

  
Author'sNote:

This story is the first part of my story, "The Girl With The Mini," and although it is the first of three-parts, it has an ending, sort of.   I'll continue it when there's more time.   As it is, I have to thank Sephy for extending the deadline enough so I can get this first part posted in time for the contest.

This story is an official entry to the "September/October 2012 Reconciliation Story Contest," and is actually a fictionalized version of parts of my own life, circa 2004 - 2006.   Perhaps 75% true-to-life and the rest changed around so it'll be a better story. Needless to say, liberties were taken to change the names, many of the details, and some of the events. The story is about how Zoe, our protagonist, deals with how relationships can sometimes end, and from there, how a new life can begin.

I hope that you will like the story, and I hope that you will be gentle. Thanks!

Hope's Ranch (Original version)


“But you work for a ranch that deals with them?”

“I was lucky enough to have my eyes opened for me.” He stated. “It had started a couple years ago, actually, but last year it was all pulled into focus for me.”

“What was that?”

“Well it's kind of a long story....” He looked at the fuel pump and realized he had time. “But for me, it started a long time ago...”

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The story of a ranch that is a safe haven for children who are LGBTQ and a man who had a falling out with his Transgendered sibling and his journey that takes him back home again.

While no actual sexual abuse is depicted, other than an attempted rape and pictures, the cautions are there for other mentions of sexual abuse. And harsh language

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Burnt Offering

Burnt Offering

by Jennifer Sue

Thanksgiving:

“Where’s Jimmy”? Ron Bedford asked the women busily preparing the big meal for the family as he looked about for his four year old son. “The big game comes on in ten minutes.”

Most shrugged their shoulders. “I think he might be upstairs playing with the girls,” Linda Bedford replied.

Ron sighed as he headed upstairs. Opening the door to Brandi’s bedroom he was not surprised but quite angered to see his youngest son wearing a Disney Belle dress. Brandi and Susan were wearing other Disney Princess dresses. “Jimmy, what the hell are you doing? Get out of that damn dress now! You should have outgrown this sissy faze long ago! There’s no way in hell a son of mine will become a freaking faggot! Brandi, Susan, Jimmy is NOT allowed to play with you again! Jimmy, from now on you play with the boys! If I ever catch you with the girls again I’ll tan your hide! You’ve got five minutes to get your ass down to the family room or you’ll have to stand for supper!”

Salty Vanilla.

Salty Vanilla.

There’s people that say that salt and chocolate go together.

I guess that’s true, but it’s not really my kind of thing anyways. No I’ve always had a thing for vanilla.

And that’s why I’m here waiting…I’m out of my tree, scared and happy and nervous. If you’d ask anyone who knows me they’d be surprised I’m this edgy but honestly I don’t think that anyone really knew me.

Not like they did.

6 Days left, $275 in Prizes, and only 11 Entries

it's a fact :( I had really hoped to see at least 20 entries for this contest. Well, there are 6 days left.

*praying more entries can be forthcoming!*

Sephrena

New Midnight Society: The Tale of the Demon-Sitter

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The Midnight Society were a group of friends who met in the woods to tell stories around a campfire, but after three generations, no one was left to carry the torch. They fell into urban legend, until Kristina decided to resurrect the traditions with a story of her own.

Life was hard for Kristina ever since her return to school as a girl. She was ready to try anything, but would a scary story really be enough to win over her peers?

Cometh The Hour Cometh The Woman: Part 24

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Funeral services will be held at 6710 Burt St. officiated by Father John Dvorak at 4PM. The family requests no flowers but donations made for the benefit of the American Society of Civil Engineers will be gratefully accepted.

Cometh The Hour Cometh The Woman: Part 17

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I don’t like Wisconsin today, because they almost gave me a couple of heart attacks last night… I’m looking at you John.

This week we meet Jessica’s family

Next week we meet Tommy’s…

BigCloset TopShelf's 2012 Reconciliation Story Contest

TopShelf's
September/October 2012
Reconciliation

Story Contest
Contest has Begun!
Entry Submission Dates are from [Edit changed]September 1, 2012 until October 22, 2012.

Voting on the Submissions should tentatively occur between [Edit changed]October 23, 2012 through October 31st, 2012(midnight Pacific time),
with the Reconciliation Winner Announcements on November 1, 2012.

The Prizes are: 1st Place $100, 2nd Place $75, 3rd and 4th Places $50 each.

Abuse-Leaving-Escape-Xanadu = Love-Exhilaration-Xylem-Imbue or Alex=Lexi

Abuse - Leaving - Escape - Xanadu = Love - Exhilaration - Xylem - Imbue
or Alex = Lexi
by Jennifer Sue

Background:

Alex Dennis liked school, which was quite unusual for an 11 year old junior jock. Most of his classmates were at least slightly jealous, the girls for his intelligence and thick shoulder length red hair, the boys for his athletic prowess. Another unusual aspect was that none of his classmates disliked him since he never strutted about lording over the less physically and mentally adept. In fact, Alex was more than willing to help classmates when they were having difficulty with academics or sports.

Cometh The Hour Cometh The Woman: Part 9

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I’m not full grown yet, I’ll grant you that. And perhaps, technically speaking I am currently female. But why do people have to keep constantly insulting me by calling me a young lady… what did I ever do to them?

Cometh The Hour Cometh The Woman: Part 3

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There are some who say that I got what was coming to me, and hell, some of those people are me. But back then I sure didn’t think so, nor did I have any real expectation that it would all work out for the best. There was a time or three I even contemplated filling out my discharge papers with a 9mm. But smarter people than me restricted my access to firearms so I’m still alive to tell you my tale. A story of hubris and honor, duty and desire, true love and epic hate and this is the way it all started…

I Feel Love

‘I Feel Love’
By
Julie D Cole
I was deeply hurt. I loved Jane so much and we had wonderful times together. She’d told me I was unbelievably hot, incredibly funny, kind and her bestest friend in the entire world. Her friends told her they loved me, her mum loved me and even her hyper-critical older sister loved me. She loved me.

Cometh The Hour Cometh The Woman: Part 2

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There are some who say that I got what was coming to me, and hell, some of those people are me. But back then I sure didn’t think so, nor did I have any real expectation that it would all work out for the best. There was a time or three I even contemplated filling out my discharge papers with a 9mm. But smarter people than me restricted my access to firearms so I’m still alive to tell you my tale. A story of hubris and honor, duty and desire, true love and epic hate and this is the way it all started…

Cometh The Hour Cometh The Woman: Part 1

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There are some who say that I got what was coming to me, and hell, some of those people are me. But back then I sure didn’t think so, nor did I have any real expectation that it would all work out for the best. There was a time or three I even contemplated filling out my discharge papers with a 9mm. But smarter people than me restricted my access to firearms so I’m still alive to tell you my tale. A story of hubris and honor, duty and desire, true love and epic hate and this is the way it all started…

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