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Submitted to Contest #38
Dale groaned in frustration.“Zephyr, where's my book?” he was bent over, looking under the couch finding only crumbs and crumpled up paper. “ The one about gardening and stuff? Why would I know where it is? ” Zephyr said and returned to watching his figure skating competition. Dale faced him “ Well it didn’t just grow legs. Is this your way of trying to mess with me?” “Look,” Zephyr stood up, “ I’m not just the scrawny kleptomaniac from New York that you met a few years ago anymore, don’t blame stuff on me.” Zephyr started t...
Submitted to Contest #36
Dear Diary, 10 pm It’s only 10pm and already it sounds like someone's having a mental breakdown. Whoever they are, they’re blasting really depressing music and have been for about an hour now. I know it’s depressing because It rattles my bones and replaced them with sticky sadness. I don’t think anyone has bones anymore. We’re all just sorrowful sound people. But I think that’s because silence is loud, deafeningly loud. 10:30 pm &nb...
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