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Anil Ibrahim

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Weekly Contest #340

Next Chapter ‘How would you or why would you even…’ He stared at that same stain on the ceiling every morning. He shifted his head one way then the next as if that would somehow give him some insight on what could have possible made that mark. He saw it but didn’t ask about it when he was looking at the apartment in the first place. Living in this city for this price made questions like that just disappear.“Dude get up.” Gene said with a look of what Steve assumed was boredom on his face.“Yeah, yeah I am. Man this lack of motivation thing is...

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Living on the Fringes

Weekly Contest #339

Living on the Fringes ‘I wonder how often they clean these seats,’ I am fully aware that as I say this I am holding the metal bar on the seat in front of me, trying my best to not think about the amount of, urine sprayed, saliva infused and fecal mattered fingers were gripping this exact spot on the #12 uptown just moments before I got on. My sigh gets drowned out by the engine of this riveted behemoth. The only people on this monstrosity is a man, who I am going to assume is not wearing the only camouflage that is in his closet, a girl ...

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SAL

Weekly Contest #268

SAL The two of them sat on a cement ledge outside the coffee shop. It was a beautiful day out, somewhere between a warm summer day and a cool autumn evening. The west side of the city had a few more trees lining the streets, so it was possible to find some shade here or there. That is where Steve and Sohil found themselves, sitting on a cement barrier with their feet up on the electric bike rack in front of them. There were never bikes parked at these stalls throughout the city. Steve thought to himself. Bikes were left everywhere but n...

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Last Stop

Weekly Contest #267

Last Stop Alyss pushed herself back into the seat of the train as she looked out at the landscape blurring past. Was there anything better than traveling by train? She asked herself. No responsibility, no anxiety of all the other drivers on the road. Just being able to get from point A to point B without any worries, all travel should be like this. She stood up and looked at the large window in front of her. This particular car had individual rooms. It consisted of a couple of padded benches facing one another and some shelving ato...

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Edits.

Weekly Contest #266

Edits He could feel the light on his face. Who needs an alarm clock when the heat of a thousand suns comes right into the bedroom uninvited every goddamn morning.Without opening his eyes he furrowed his brow, “Really? A thousand suns? Why didn’t you put in some blinds or curtains on the window?”“Because that is how you chose to wake up in the mornings remember? You thought it would be more natural or something.”“Dude, come on. I’m tired you had me running all over town last night!! Try Again, I am fucking tired!”“Fine.”“He rolled over off th...

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Off the Rails

Weekly Contest #265

Off the Rails This can’t be right can it? He paused at the streetlight and there it was across the street. It was like the first time he had seen it. He had never actually stepped inside the building, it was just forever there, like one of those places that needed to be there otherwise the whole city would cease to exist.If someone had asked him about the train station in his town, he would say, Of course, we have one! I don’t know If anyone uses it though. It was one of those structures where the phrase ‘Back-in-the-Day’ comes into play, bu...

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