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Submitted to Contest #140
I’ve never found joy getting all dressed up, drinking alcohol, and flooding the school gym to dance the night away. I would rather stay in bed all day with a good book than be surrounded by one hundred seniors dry humping each other. But this isn’t any other dance, this is my first date since Stephan. It had been over a year since things ended between us and I’m ready to get back into the dating world. “Why are you all dressed up,” Abigail asks, standing at the door. “Well, minus the converse.” I look down at my white dress shirt and bla...
March 8th, 2018 (3:05pm) The chill wind blew through Anya and I’s hair as we walked to the train station from school. It was one of those confusing spring afternoons where it wasn't quite Spring yet but not exactly winter either. I wore my medium denim shorts and my mom’s red hoodie. The hoodie was pretty big on me but I didn't mind. Anya was telling me about how she kissed Connor Sinclair at Mckenna Antonelli’s fourteenth birthday party. Surprisingly, the only reason I didn't attend the party was because Mckenna didn’t seem to like me v...
Submitted to Contest #100
It’s the last day of sophomore year and I’m sitting in bed watching an anime about a pair of musicians who fall in love. While I'm watching the anime, I'm cuddling the stuffed boba I got for Christmas. It smells like new sneakers and the straw looks more like a marshmallow but I still love it like it’s my own flesh and blood. His name is Mufus. Right before I get to the performance scene I realize I haven’t eaten today. After rummaging through the fridge, freezer, and pantry, I settle on leftover shrimp, broccoli, and sausage alfredo. I’m ...
Submitted to Contest #96
I hadn’t touched my camera since my dad moved away to Los Angeles with his agent, but for some reason I wanted to use it. It started on a sunny morning when I got an email from my school saying that I have until June 16th to turn in my school laptop or else I could end up on the debt list. The thing about the debt list is that once you’re on, you have to pay. They won’t even let you return the laptop or book or whatever you need to turn in. So yeah, I was going through the bins on the top shelf of my closet when I saw it. My Nikon D3100....
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