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Weekly Contest #90
I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling wide awake. Sighing I glanced at my clock, 5:58... so close. I promised myself I wouldn’t get up before 6:00 am. Today was far too important to be sleep-deprived, I had to be at my best. The second hand in my clock ticked so slowly, seeming to mock me in the anticipation. “That’s it!” I declared to my empty room, “I’m getting up!” Leaping out of bed, I knocked over my clock with satisfaction and watched it fall to the ground. The last Day of Sun had been a decade ago, I was only 12 at the time. In...
Weekly Contest #40
Skipping they tumbled along the trail made hard from years of childhood feet running along. Hand in hand, laughing, vision blurred by heartbreak. Together they slipped under the branch of the big oak tree, bumping heads that never used to reach. They slide into a scene of the past whispering like a call back to a time long forgotten. Here, they sat, like not a moment has passed. Her dress, a beautiful million dollar dress for the happiest day of her life, was torn from the undergrowth and just as dirty as the childhood play clothes caked in ...
Weekly Contest #7
It was already dark out as Warren watched the sun sink slowly, oh so slowly, behind the great old pines barely visible through the mist floating above the water. It was that time, when it was no longer day but could hardly be called night for though the sun was almost gone, it lit up the whole sky in ribbons of color. It was that time, when all other sounds were silent or at least drowned in the tangle of thoughts inside his mind. It was that time, when he watched an ant float slowly, oh so slowly, on a leaf out in the water. He watched it f...
Weekly Contest #6
It was nearly midnight when Carmella switched off the radio. “I’ve had just about enough of this shit” she wailed. “How the hell did we get so lost?!” I sighed, knowing she’d take a moment to calm down. I gazed down the dark empty road ahead, gripping the steering wheel. It’s better not to answer Carmella’s questions when she gets like this, I’ve learned the hard way she isn’t usually looking for a response. “This wasn’t the way this was supposed to go” she said sadly. “I know, I know” I reassured her, “but lots of great ...
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