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Weekly Contest #358
TW: child abuse, suicide attempt The bell rang, signifying the end of the school day. Oscar and his friends pushed and shoved each other playfully on their way out of the classroom, laughing as they talked. As they walked, people strayed from the group to get to their lockers. When it was Oscar’s turn, he waved goodbye and turned down the hall to get to his destination. His smile fell into neutrality as he spun the lock open and retrieved his things.Today was going to be the best day ever.Oscar left the school. Once the building was out of s...
Weekly Contest #341
TW: past human trafficking, past character death Amari eyed the college warily. Sweat steadily coated their palms and they could feel their knees buckling underneath them. They swallowed the saliva that began filling their mouth, threatening to pool out and give way to the bile that churned in their stomach.Beside them, Gabriel placed a hand on their shoulder. "Hey, we don't have to do this," he assured.Amari wiped their palms on their pants and put on a winning smile, one that didn’t quite reach their eyes. "But they have a really good psyc...
Weekly Contest #339
TW: near drowning mention, past character death, swearing Azrael stared at the ceiling fan as it spun lazily above him. He sighed to himself for what felt like the millionth time that night. It seemed like he was going to need some help sleeping.Resigning himself to his fate, he slid off the bed and left his room, creeping through the hall for the bathroom. He shut the door behind him and flicked on the light, squinting at the brightness. He peered at his reflection in the mirror and sighed. His ink black hair was a tangled mess from his tos...
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