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Submitted to Contest #131
Whisper. It felt like they had arrived in a ghost town. There was no one around, except for the wind, but Adeline could still hear their whispers. Like rats scuttering around her brain. Evelie dragged her suitcase down the gravel street. She had always loved what she called ‘small town charm.’ A gust of wind below the map from her hand, and Evelie jumped to catch it. She dropped her suitcase handle, and Adeline grabbed it before it hit the floor, continuing to pull it without Evelie even noticing she had dropped it in the first place. ...
Submitted to Contest #126
I strolled through the city. My mom used to take me every New Year’s Eve before we went to my aunt’s apartment. I looked up at the skyline and took a breath of cold air. New Year’s Eve had been the same every year since. Go to my aunt’s party, remember my mom, get black out drunk to forget, wake up at home, and promise to never drink again… until next year. To be fair, I never broke that promise; New Year’s Eve was the only time I let myself drink. All the businesses were closed, and the side streets were dark. The sound of distant pop musi...
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