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Submitted to Contest #43
It stared at me with boundless eyes. Every day it stared. I sat in my room; cold stone sheets tucked around me as I watched it with only a jagged dagger of light from the window illuminating the creature. It stared. And all I could do was stare right back. Like an abyss, I had fallen into when the creature had arrived. It was dark and dusty. Knots of hair clumped around its body wringing in even more dust. The thing before me had no exact shape sometimes round and sometimes moving. It stared at me mocking me. Mocking my courage, mocking my e...
Submitted to Contest #30
Everything always seems familiar to me. Though nothing is familiar at the same time. Sometimes I wonder if I exist, while other times I know that I do with every impulse in my body. I sat on the grass of the college campus while waiting for my next class to start. The sun burning love into the left side of my face lightly covered in stubble. It was something that I had enjoyed doing since freshman year. And as my graduation approaches in the next few months, I seem to find myself coming back to this spot. Everything seems familiar, but every...
Submitted to Contest #29
Today was just an ordinary day again. Though ordinary usually does tend to change rather quickly. Doesn’t it? Thomas was running a few minutes late that morning after another late night and restless sleep. He never could seem to catch up in life. He had a meeting for work today. And as he rushed into the building, his hair springing up and sweat beading on his forehead, he wondered if this new client would be an utter nightmare to work with or forgiving for his running behind. Thomas composed himself before opening the door to the conference...
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