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Weekly Contest #85
“You can’t demolish this building!” Lisa crossed her arms over her chest and blocked the doorway. “Lady, I have a job to do. If you have a problem with it, take it up with Mr. Sanders, it’s his property.” The pot-bellied man shoved past her into the building, marking on his clipboard as he went. “This is a historical building. It’s been around for almost a hundred years!” She followed behind him as he weaved his way around boxes and broken furniture. “Well, I just do as I’m told, and I’m told to tear it down.” He made another mark on his...
Weekly Contest #83
Lana looked out over the clear blue water and smiled. Today was the day she had been training for since she was five years old. Soon that cool refreshing water would be her home, and the people of her village wouldn’t suffer at the hands of a god who cared nothing for them. If she had it her way, she would send the waters rippling through the valley and into the surrounding villages so they wouldn’t have to travel as far to collect their water. Songs about her fierce battle, bravery, and unending stamina would be sung through the halls of ...
Weekly Contest #82
The android spun in a slow circle, a slight frown on his metal lips. “Well, how do I look?” “Gadget, I hate to tell you, but you still look like a heap of metal with clothes thrown over it.” James shrugged his shoulders as his eyes roamed up and down the AI in front of him. Gadgets' hurt was evident even though James was sure he had no emotions. It bothered him though, to think he was the cause of hurting someone's feelings. He was bullied as a teenager and swore he would never treat anyone like that. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt yo...
Weekly Contest #81
I can still remember the day we met all those years ago. We were both eighteen. You had just transferred for his last year of high school. When you flashed me that dimpled smile, I melted. Then I tripped on the steps. I was so embarrassed. You held out your hand and helped me up. It was so sweet. You even helped me pick up my books. I fell in love with you right there on those steps. Three years later, with trembling hands, you pulled a ring out of your pocket and stuttered through the process of asking me to marry you! I thought that was ...
Weekly Contest #80
This just in. I hate to say it folks, but it looks like we are being invaded by a species that claims to come from outer space. I know it sounds unbelievable. I’ve been told that if you look up at the sky, you can see their ship. I haven’t been able to see it yet, but… The news reporter droned on, but Kayla stopped listening the moment she thought she could actually catch a glimpse of the space ship. She stared up at the sky through her window, too afraid to go outside. If an invasion were happening, little green men could be walking around...
Weekly Contest #79
Life at that moment seemed to stop. How could she do such a thing? Never in my wildest dreams would I have ever thought my sister was capable of hurting me in such a way. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start from the beginning. I walked into the two-bedroom apartment I shared with my sister. It wasn’t anything fancy, but it held all the necessitates. There is a bedroom for each of us, a bathroom, kitchen, and small living room just big enough for a couch and t.v. Our parents were never around much growing up, so my sister and I l...
Weekly Contest #78
The light glistened off the blue and purple bowling ball Shelia held in her hand. With a rag in one hand, she rubbed at it until it shined. It was so shinny, you could see your reflection in it if you looked hard enough. Hannah shook her head and went back to reading the comic section of the Sunday morning paper. She never did understand Shelia’s obsession with bowling. How much fun could throwing a ball down a lane and knocking over some pins be? “You should come with me this time.” Shelia’s high pitched voice rang out through the quiet roo...
Weekly Contest #77
Sun glistened off the white snow forcing Jenn to put on her sunglasses. Hard-packed snow crunched under her boots as she trudged up to the top of the hill, pulling a sled behind her. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” “What are you talking about? You are the one who said you missed sledding.” Dan stomped along behind her, dragging his own sled up the hill effortlessly. “Yes, but that didn’t mean I wanted to actually go sledding again. We aren’t little kids anymore, you know.” She stopped for a minute to catch her breath. The h...
Weekly Contest #76
Tami rushed into the room, the biggest smile on her face. “Guess what?” She plunked down on the couch next to Amber. With a sigh, Amber put the bookmark back in her book and closed it. “What are you so excited about?” “I’m going to throw Cindy a surprise birthday party!” She clapped her hands excitedly, then hopped off the couch and practically ran down the hall. Amber closed her eyes, wishing she could go back in time and not hear Tami's plan to surprise their friend Cindy. Secrets were not something she could keep. And living with ...
Weekly Contest #75
“Get in!” Mike reached across the car and threw open the passenger side door. The blond girl on the sidewalk stared open-mouthed. “Excuse me?” Anna took a step back, clutching her books close to her chest. “Don’t they tell you guys anything anymore? I’m your handler. The guy who’s going to relocate you.” He stared at her a minute, waiting. Patience was not one of his strengths. If the girl didn’t get in soon, he would just pick her up and throw her in. Finally, her long tanned legs slipped into the car, and she shut the door. Books stil...
Weekly Contest #74
I added one more mark to the ever growing images of lines on the wall. Seven hundred days, that’s how long I had to stay here. That’s how long it would be before I saw the sunlight again. I wasn’t one of the lucky ones who had a cell with a window. The only view I got was the dark walls of my jail cell and the interior walls of the prison. Every once in a while I got a glimpse of light when the guards brought a new prisoner in, or took one out. But it was mostly just the same old moss-covered brick walls and cracked cement floor. One larg...
Weekly Contest #73
Meghan opened the door to find her best friend Dave on the other side. “Hi. Are you ready for the big night?” Dave pushed the door the rest of the way open and invited himself inside. “I’m so nervous. Can I practice on you?” She shut the door and followed him to the living room. “You want to practice what you’re going to say?” She sat down on the couch and watched him pace the small area. “Please. I know it’s a lot to ask.” He stopped pacing and turned his puppy dog brown eyes towards her. “Sure, why not.” She perched on the end of the c...
Weekly Contest #72
Shelly stared open-mouthed at the man sitting across from her. “This is a joke, right?” “I’m afraid not miss. Your great uncle on your mother's side, twice removed, has left you with a great deal of money. There are, of course, some stipulations.” The lawyer looked down at the paper in front of him. “What kind of stipulations.” She knew it was too good to be true. No way would anyone give her two million dollars worth of money and investments. “Looks like there is just one thing you have to do.” The older man pushed his wire-rimmed glass...
Weekly Contest #71
Mark stood at the glass door and took in a deep breath, closing his eyes as the smell of freshly baked bread infiltrated his nostrils. This may be one assignment he might actually like. He opened his eyes and looked down at the paper in his hands. The owner, Mister Young, claimed someone broke in during the night and stole some of his property. The front desk officer who took the call said he wouldn’t tell her what had been stolen. A little bell jingled overhead when he opened the door and stepped inside. The place was spotless...
Weekly Contest #70
Dale watched the children playing in the front yard, chasing each other, giggling and laughing when the small black dog joined in. He couldn't help but smile at their antics, wishing he could be a part of it. The older girl ran around the large oak tree in the middle of the yard, the younger one chased after her until she disappeared up into its branches. He took a deep breath and stepped out of the car, a large plastic bag full of colorfully wrapped boxes in his hand. The girls stopped playing and ran for the house the moment he stepped in...
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