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Submitted to Contest #35
After two years of preparation, seeking after the dream that literally saved me from shooting myself, it was finally time to scale the largest, youngest mountain in the world: Mount Death.Many thought the name would be a deterrent to hikers, but it had the exact opposite effect. People from around the world flocked to the challenge, leaving all paid races and events high and dry as Mount Death promised something more. It promised freedom, and a wealth of knowledge.It was the year 2030, and in the last ten years, the thirty newest companies w...
Submitted to Contest #32
I hate doing laundry.One time is okay, takes like ten minutes. But then in two days, it starts all over. It’ll be that way unto death. I wonder how many laundry baskets I’ll vanquish before then…I can’t go on like this. I have better things to do. A concerto to write, children to raise. Oh that’s right, my children are all gone…I hate silence. It’s always so silent when folding laundry. I’d rather die than fold another sock.I need help. Honestly, my whole life has become as predictable and dull as folding laundry. Maybe if I can find joy in ...
Submitted to Contest #31
DIRTY LAUNDRY I hate doing laundry.One time is okay, takes like ten minutes. But then in two days, it starts all over. It’ll be that way unto death. I wonder how many laundry baskets I’ll vanquish before then…I can’t go on like this. I have better things to do. A concerto to write, children to raise. Oh that’s right, my children are all gone…I hate silence. It’s always so silent when folding laundry. I’d rather die than fold another sock.I need help. Honestly, my whole life has become as predictable and dull as folding laundry. Maybe if I ca...
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