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Submitted to Contest #174
Trigger Warning: This story discusses themes of sexual violence and physical violence. Val pulled his shirt down and re-adjusted himself in his seat, his back to the window with his eyes on the door of the coffee shop. He was antsy, anxious and all other sorts of feelings that he couldn’t put a finger on at this exact moment. He was waiting for an old friend, Hamm, who he hadn’t seen in at least six years. Last time they spoke, it was due to an obstinate disagreement about the situation they had found themselves in which led them to not sp...
Submitted to Contest #95
The cold, damp wind blew through the black down jacket as he walked along King Street, past grey stone buildings and red brick storefronts covered by black iron gates. The fog fell heavy across the sky like a wool blanket draped over a couch-fort in the living room. The blanket cast gloomy shadows over the street and it looked as if the wet snow that was beginning to precipitate was being dumped from buckets atop the buildings. He shivered and pulled the collar tighter around his neck as he continued on past beggars and vagrants sticking out...
Submitted to Contest #93
1.Sam awoke with a start – the room was still dark as she blinked away her grogginess and felt her eyes open wide. Her breathing had grown rapid as she slept restlessly, and the dream had come back to her again. This time, she was standing in the kitchen as the rest of the class stood around her pointing and laughing; she was naked. The group of classmates laughing were the ones she liked the least, but she noticed a few of her so-called friends had joined in this time. A single, warm tear trickled down her cheek before the steady flow of wa...
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