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Submitted to Contest #37
The calling bell rang precisely twice with determined urgency, radiating as the faint sound of hope amidst the devastated household of the Archers."Must be the police..open the door Sebastian", Lady Archer ordered, wiping her forehead with her laced handkerchief."Yes ma'am"Sebastian opened the door and a short, burly man walked past him inside to face the people gathered in the large living area. The man wore a leather jacket and ripped jeans, and a sunglass hung from the breast pocket. His skin had the tint of light tan. He carried a small ...
Submitted to Contest #36
HENNRY'S PRIZD DAIRYBelungs tu - Hennry Finn19 Oktobur, Nintin Thartinain, Soothamton,Englend"Dairy,I HAAAAAAATE riting. Goodnit "20th October, Nineteen Thirty Nine"Dear Dairy,Mai Sistur forcd me to rite tooday. Shee wrote da tooday date for me nd told me to copee it for yesturde . I dident. I dont likehur. She alwaisshouts with me. I like Pappa. He give me gifts. Momma says I shud rite dairy to make mai engleesh good. Says dairy is mai frend. I dont have frens. De say I am a bad boy.Will u bee mai fren? I have milk to eet . Bai bai."21th Oc...
Submitted to Contest #35
I wrap my shawl tightly as I put my first step out on the road. The shrill sound of the metro train comes like one of those opera singers I had heard on the radio which used to be kept at my father's miscellaneous store when I was very young, while putting on its brakes to stop at the nearest station. The lights from the restaurant illuminated the evening darkness. As I am walking towards it, with growing excitement and eagerness,I behold the visitors who are basking in their extraordinary attires, each surpassing the other by leaps and&nbs...
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