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Submitted to Contest #99
“It’s not enough time, it’s not enough time!” I drop to my knees and beg of the sun to stop rising, the earth to stop spinning, my heart to stop racing. The ground beneath me starts to shimmer with the familiar gold lighting that encapsulates my demise. My fingertips are on fire. Buck kneels next to me, hesitant to touch my skin as he witnesses the clothes on my body start to burn. “Hey, hey,” he coaxes my vision from my worry and to his eyes, “look at me.” I do as he says, and he smiles gently. “I’m not going anywhere, and if I have any sa...
Submitted to Contest #40
Adri: It was not my fault the alarm went off. Hannah, Brady, Ben, Jayde, Tainan, Declan, Lily: It was totally Adri’s fault the alarm went off. Adri: It wasn’t even a big deal, I don’t know why they’re acting like I’m the main cause of this! Hannah gave me the faulty code, and Tainan didn’t even pick the lock correctly! They were in charge of making sure the operation went well! Declan: Yeah, in Adri’s defense, Lily’s car wouldn’t start. We had no getaway, so we all were gonna get busted regardless. Jayde: If only Brady had remembered to get ...
Submitted to Contest #38
“Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank!” Joe yelled to his neighbor over the synthetic fence. Frank sighed and turned the water pressure of his hose higher, hoping to drown out his pesky neighbor. “Not in the mood today, Joe.” Frank yelled boredly. “Tryna get some chores done, and you know that you’ll distract me.” Joe and Frank had lived next door to each other for years and had yet to meet. It was only by chance they knew each other’s name. By some twist of fate, they have never gotten the mail at the same time, left the house at ...
Submitted to Contest #37
Something is very wrong. The way she fidgets, the way he’s looking at me. The cold coffee on the tabletop. “Darling,” she starts, a timid look in her eye as she swallows. “Do you want me to get you anything before we start?” She stands before I can answer. “Water would be nice, thanks.” I hope my expression is more nonchalant than I feel. My parents had called me into the kitchen moments upon my waking up. A chilled April breeze from a window long forgotten woke me, as did the soft knocking from my mother. She asked me down to the kitchen, s...
Submitted to Contest #36
I am addicted to him. He is my drug, and I am his dependable user. I need him more than I need oxygen, more than I need food, or water, or sleep. Sleep is the distant cousin of a dream I once had. I used to sleep, before I became an addict. No, it’s not drugs, it’s not alcohol, it’s not sex. It’s him. I’m obsessive, I’m clingy, I’m in love. I used to hate that word, loathe it, but now I welcome it. I need it. Without it, I am nothing. It makes me sick, the way I obsess and cling and need and want and think. I am destroying myself, and it is ...
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