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Submitted to Contest #29
My dad is a serial killer.It started when I kept getting new moms every month. I remembered some of them, mainly because they were kind, or super rude to me. I couldn’t remember my real mom, but the first three women that I could recognize weren’t easy to forget. They had beautiful blonde hair with bright blue eyes and they usually baked for me. Jen promised me that we would get ice cream on Sunday, but she disappeared on Saturday. Lora had the best cooking ever and when I told dad I wanted to eat her cook again, he sat me on his lap and sai...
Submitted to Contest #26
Indonesia Dutch East Indies World War II 1943 “Eat it, or I will.” I look down at a lump of boiled corn in front of that doesn’t look appetizing at all. It is one of those days when we have to eat plain foods—corn or ration rice that’s so bad that there is no nutrition left. Ibu—Mother—talks all the time about being grateful that we still have food on our table, “Paiman’s family next door doesn’t even have salt in their home” that’s what she always says in low voice, glancing at the shack a few meters from our house. Atik, their daugh...
Submitted to Contest #25
New Year’s Resolution: Falling out of love with James Julians. I almost laugh when I look down at the writing—my writing—on the crumpled paper that has been languishing under my bed for months. I never believed in resolution; I think it's just a myth made by pathetic people so they won't lose their way in the coming New Year. I always laugh at my sister, Mallory, who likes to write her resolutions on beautiful papers and decorate them like she is going to submit it for a competition. Then, the paper will be stuck to mirrors, walls, or refrig...
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