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Submitted to Contest #218
He woke up and nearly coughed his lungs out. His throat burned with an odd cinnamon taste. Every breath he took brought more of that contaminated air into his system. He surveyed his surroundings, but it was too dark to see anything. As far as he could feel with his hand, the ground was jagged concrete, like that of an old sidewalk. “Get me out!” “Get me out,” his voice echoed back. He hastily pulled his shirt collar over his nose in a vain attempt to cut out the bad air. Tears welled up in his eyes against his will. Wait a minut...
Submitted to Contest #217
The bar was unusually empty for a Saturday night. Rupert kept his eyes on the entrance, hoping an attractive woman would enter. The ones already in there just weren't up to his standards. Of all the nights he chose to drink, it had to be this one. He was riding high, no pun intended, after stealing a train. But not just any train, an experimental diesel construction engine with a claw attached to its top. Fetched him a pretty penny on the black market, so he wanted to celebrate this momentous accomplishment with women and beer. And so far, h...
Submitted to Contest #216
Her students commonly stopped paying attention to class when the clock was close to 2:30 p.m. The end of the school day was a joyous occasion for students and faculty alike. But Holly was too busy finishing up her equation to care. Even when the bell sang its tune and her students dismissed themselves, she diligently continued the lesson. Her shoulders tensed up as she saw how little space she had left on the blackboard. But it was just enough. She took a few steps back and basked in her handiwork. And what else was there to smile about? ...
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