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Weekly Contest #39
Gimme a nickel fer everytime I were stupid nuff ter think the world would end after a zombie apocalypse. Zombie apocalypse my foot, good ol’ Grandpa jus’ kept harping on about that, didn’t he? It weren’t zombies that killed us, it was forest fires! So the global warming as they used ter call it on TV just kept gettin’ worse and the government kept goin’ on ‘bout its dirty ways, till everythin’ started ter burn. And mind you, burn it did. The fires started from the forests and spread all o’er the cities. The people ‘ere I know tried ter run t...
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Dear Mama, I was fifteen when it happened. Life felt like a blank canvas back then. That year my canvas was painted with a crisp, blue summer. The heat wore on that year, and the guava trees never came into bloom. The air was full of dandelions whisked away by the wind. They floated wistfully in the air, longing to fall back down to their original resting position. I am at a cemetery now. The air is still as bright. The guava trees are dead now. The dandelions have been lost to the changing weather conditions. My canvas has overflown with pa...
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