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Weekly Contest #104
“Are you coming tonight?” “Are you coming tonight?” That question vibrated in my head. I could have just said, “no.” I should have denied. I would rather be at home-no, I would rather be in my room. Reading the latest episode of the series I’m currently obsessed with, finding out when the sequel of the sequel of that horror novel is coming out, learning to draw 3D or my all time favorite: staring into space with my earphones in on dangerous decibels, thinking up scenarios that could never happen. I’ll pick any of these activities anyti...
Weekly Contest #57
"I, Yusha Khan, legal first son of the Khans, born on the 22nd of April hereby declare that this is my last will and testament. I hereby revoke, annul and terminate all wills, addendum and cocidils previously written by me, jointly or individually. I also declare that I am of legal age to make this will, and that I am of sound mental stability. In this last will, I have expressed my wishes without undue coercion, influence or duress. To my mother, Leanna Khan, I bequeath 50% of my estates an...
Weekly Contest #56
"Come on. Push a little harder." The nurse coaxes. She let's out a pained groan. "I'm sorry, but I can't do this." she pants and falls back into the pillow behind her. "I'm tired." "No, no. You can't be tired. Come on, just one last push." The nurse dabs her olive skin with a cotton pad, soaking up her sweat. She pushes a few damp strands of hair behind her small ear and looks to the midwife positioned between the young woman's legs. They exchange nods. "Come on, sweetie. Your baby's getting tired." The young lady turns her head away...
Weekly Contest #55
He'd got into his parked car, slammed the door shut, let out an exhausted sigh and put the key into keyhole when he heard a shift in the leather of the backseat and felt the prick of a needle in his neck. "How's the girlfriend doing?" A honeyed voice mocked in his ear. He froze. He knew that voice anywhere. "What do you want, Scarlet?" "The same thing I've been asking for for a month now." He let out an annoyed growl, "I told you I can't do that." "I've searched for other ways to meet your...demands but that's the only way. I want t...
"We begin the monthly meeting of the Stray Fiends. Let's make it quick." A voice commanded over the murmurs. It was a dark, long room with two long dining tables filled from top to bottom with seated individuals all wearing a piece of grey or red clothing. Each looked exhausted but there was no mistaking the anger, frustration and determination in their eyes. At the end of the room was another table. It was shorter and made of thesame mahogany wood. At its center, was twenty eight year old Teddy Green. His black hair in a neat, low ponytai...
The sound of his heels splashing into a puddle of water resounds in his ears and he's walking faster and faster. He ignores the thunder and in a flash of lightening, he sees the door of his destination. He pushes the door open and a bell rings over his head as the warmth of the place hits his face. He closes his umbrella and puts it in a stand beside the door. The three couples and an old man all turn their heads to him and he scans the small cafe. The aroma of freshly baked pastries and brewed coffee wafts through the air and teases his sen...
Weekly Contest #51
I don't know whether it is the chill of the wind or the eerie silence of my house, but something is not right. I don't know why but I wake up feeling disoriented and lethargic right after my seven hour nap. Nap, because I might have been asleep with my body but my mind had been awake and conscious. Sitting up in bed, I look around my small quiet room. My eyes feel heavy and my eyelids are dropping. I rub my eyes with my hands and blame it on fatigue when I catch sight of the blur of a young woman in the mirror. It disappears almost as quickl...
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