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Submitted to Contest #246
Warnings: Self harm, mild gore and substance abuse “You think you can help me get over my pain? You think I haven’t been trying my whole life?” He glared up at the young woman who had no clue how the real world worked. Instead of replying, she pulled a new bottle of bourbon from her reusable shopping bag. It was green, emblazoned with a happy planet earth. She had caught his attention. “I have some deep hurts, too deep for the likes of you. Don’t go crying when I give you nightmares.” His eyes rested on the bottle in the crook of her arm. “I...
Submitted to Contest #244
Kerry angled the camera just right so she would catch the golden light playing off in her perfectly coiffed hair. Her dad had dropped a boatload of money on this wedding and she meant to make full use of it. She snapped a few photos with her phone. “Instagram, baby,” she said to the empty room though her pursed duck lips.. Her dress was the perfect shade of ecru to add cottagecore ambiance to her selfie. Her hair had taken 5 solid hours to coif to achieve the artful messiness of the curls. The look was designed to be glamor-casual. She...
Submitted to Contest #243
“What about this one, class?”Misc. Bertlethwop tapped a glass box with a pointer. Inside was a small, furry animal. It hissed at the assortment of curious youth that gathered around to ogle. One of the students bent closer to the glass to study the mammal. It displayed a mouthful of razor sharp teeth and emitted a yowl that made the student back away. Misc. Bertlethwop tapped the glass again. “Well, what do you think? Intelligent or not?”The class was undecided. They shuffled in place, each trying to avoid the teacher’s gazes. A student...
Submitted to Contest #242
Since the grand opening 55 years ago, the priceless artifacts housed in The Museum of Fine Lint have been kept safe by Old Gregg. Of course, he wasn’t known as Old Gregg back then, but as Young Gregg. He was named after his father, and father’s father, who had all began life as Young Gregg and then transitioned to Old in their turn. Now, working as a security guard for The Museum has been the only job Old Gregg has ever had, and he takes it very, very seriously. About every five years a new Trustee will join the museum’s board of directors t...
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