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Submitted to Contest #72
I sigh as I finish closing up the store. Being a manager sucks. In the small town of Damerel just off the coast of Maine you don't get to many customers. In a town with only 2,008 people you don't make too much money either. I get in my car, it's past midnight. I close my eyes and wonder why it's all worth it, why do I have to keep going. Then the picture of my daughter's face swims before my eyes. Constance Eliza Mullin, that’s who I was doing everything for. Why I picked my lazy ass out of bed, why I only got five hours of sleep on w...
Submitted to Contest #71
I come to a stop in front of a large wide building. This was it, this is what we had been working toward for months. I get out of my car and almost trip over myself with excitement and nervousness. I head up the path to the building were I will see if our hard work would pay off. I open the door to the building and head to the front desk. A women looks up from her computer. "How can I help you sir?" "I am here for the baking championship." The woman nods and looks at her computer. "What is your name?" "Leandor Running's." I say nervously...
Submitted to Contest #69
My car comes to a stop in front of my childhood home. The cold night air swirls around my car, it felt good to be home. Collage was hard and I had had a hard semester. I step out of the car, the Christmas lights from the house helping me see. I couldn't believe it was only six days until Christmas. I take my bags out of my car, smiling as a snow flake lands on my cheek. I walk up the drive way and to the front door. But before I can get there the door swings open reveling the stout figure of my ageing mother. "Dally," she exclaims, wrapping...
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