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Submitted to Contest #86
“Is this a prank mom? Well, you got me. Where are you mom? Ari?” I call. No response. I sigh. What was I expecting? To have a person call back in the middle of - “Psst!” a voice said. “Who’s there?” I asked, as I spun around to find the source of the voice. “Down here!” the little voice replied. I tilted my head down, my chin touching my chest to see a - mouse? “Shoo!” I said to the mouse then looked around again. “If you don’t show yourself, i’ll -” “It’s me”, the little voice squeaked, “I’m a mouse!” I stare blankly at the mous...
Submitted to Contest #85
Prologue That’s the thing about this city. No matter what, everyone is always together. I always imagine it as the “perfect place”. Imagine...it’s a strong word. A word that gives people dreams...hopes...wantings. I dream of being a great police officer, like my dad. A crime solver. I imagine myself in his shoes everyday. Chapter 1 My hand started to shake as I saw a huge figure in front of me. I shuddered as I pointed up my flashlight to see his face. He is six feet tall, has brown hair, a childishly sneaky appear...
Submitted to Contest #54
Life’s Consequences By: Aarathi Guru Monday, Jan 1st 2000 “No! I can’t do this anymore sir! I can’t keep doing a job that I don’t like! Maybe I am really good at it but I hate this job! I HATE it!” “Guru wait-”. Those were the words I last remembered from my last job. A software engineer at Charles Schwab. I didn’t know what came over me. I had spoken my heart out which cost me my job. What I really wanted to do, was drip irrigation farming, back in my homeland, India. ...
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