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Submitted to Contest #339
The air was crisp on my skin. Even through the layers I could feel it’s chill. Long sleeves, sweaters, and thick thermal winter coats couldn’t stop the cold from causing an outbreak of bumps to travel like cascading waves over my body. Still despite the torture I put myself in, there was something to enjoy about the chilling wind on my chapped and rosy cheeks. It had been a long winter and mom hadn’t allowed us out in the yard for weeks. Even though the sun shined through thin clouds, I was still told to wear all the protective gear. Long jo...
Submitted to Contest #338
The Dearborn Public Library was far from impressive. It had been provided to the community around the same time the town hall was constructed. Since not much else was available in Dearborn, Missouri officials thought the least they could do was give the community access to free books and WiFi.The whole building was little more than 1,000 square feet. Four walls created a perfect rectangle that held 15 or 16 bookshelves, a few tables near the back for studying, and a small communal room that was available for events for a mere $15. The $15 w...
Submitted to Contest #262
“Shut the fridge,” he mumbled. He couldn’t be bothered to muster enough energy to speak clearly, but she knew what he was saying. “Fix the a/c,” she responded. She waved the door back and forth letting the cool air from the refrigerator waft over her sticky and sweaty body. He let out a chuckle that was more of a high-pitched “teehee” which Elle recognized as him being sarcastic. “We got a/c,” he motioned to the old rattling box hanging from the window. Mississippi was a cruel mistress in the summer. She hosted dense forest from ...
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