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Submitted to Contest #208
There is a chest shoved beneath my bed that is filled with memories; scribbled crayon drawings done with smaller, clumsier hands, old assignments marked with now-peeling star stickers, even a handful of essays kept because, in my mother's words: "Throwing them away after all that hard work would be kind of a waste, wouldn't it?" I am visiting home for the first time since leaving for college when I decide to heave the chest out from its hiding place. The first thing I notice when I am actually looking at it is that it is far sm...
Submitted to Contest #174
I am fifteen the day she dies. I press my hands to the wound in her stomach, trying in vain to staunch the steady stream of crimson. The thick, metallic scent hangs in the air, staining every breath with the taste of blood. She lifts a trembling hand and places it ever-so-gently on my cheek. "Lyra," is all she says, her voice pinched tight with pain, but the look in her eyes tells me what she won't say: she isn't going to survive this.A sob forces it's way out of my throat, my vision blurring over with tears, and press my hands even harder i...
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