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Submitted to Contest #52
“Dad?” I say in confusion. The word leaves my mouth without a second thought and I recoil at the foreign sensation that rolls off my tongue. I haven’t said that word in years. The smile across the man’s face deepens as he does a double-take, drinking in what ten years had done to his little girl. He has more lines etched into his face, his salt and pepper hair has flecks of gray, his hairline is receding, and there’s a softness to his face that must’ve come with age. His face is darker and tanned to a coppery brown, like he’s ...
Submitted to Contest #51
“So this is the end.” Mallory looks up at the inky stretch of sky, a never ending blanket of malicious stars and darkness. The grass is prickly and wet underneath the back of her neck. She is searching for life in the splatter of stars, any sort of movement that will signal the extinction of the human race. To be honest, she was never scared of death. In fact, she knew her whole life that she would die young and she was okay with it. It was a romantic thing, death, because she chose to play its games instead of flee from it. Whether ...
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