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Weekly Contest #366
I should have known better than to pick up an extra shift this week. Life has been hard, and money is tight, but I would still much rather be out on the boat with my friends. This is the third…Fourth…Fifth… It’s now the fifth weekend in a row that I have been stuck working, forced to watch summer drift past me in Snapchat stories, as if life is happening elsewhere. I told myself I was being responsible by picking up more shifts, but deep down, I resented every moment I spent here, missing out while others enjoyed their freedom. I keep telli...
Weekly Contest #365
Content warnings: Child murder, domestic violence, suicide. “Old hag!”TINKOne.“Leave town, witch!”TINKTwo“Murderer!”That’s peculiar. Three insults, but just two rocks were thrown today…THRASHThe glistening of tiny shards of glass made a blanket across the living room floor, surrounding a lone brick with a message etched in black ink:KILL YOURSELFHelen rose from her rocking chair, shaking as she struggled to hold up her own weight and looked out the hole that used to be a window. She made eye contact with Mr. Wittakor across the way, who wit...
Weekly Contest #364
“I killed my husband.” Two decades of police work, and this was a first. In front of me sat the most fragile little old woman, and she just confessed to murder. Normally in a situation like this, we’d contact her loved ones and follow up with elder services, but two weeks ago this woman’s husband turned up dead in a motel. Something about his death has rubbed me the wrong way since I first entered the crime scene. My partner shrugged off my suspicions of foul play, told me I was just paranoid, and after the month I had, I almost believed him...
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