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Weekly Contest #370
Seth stared at the television with blood shot eyes. His gray and black striped cat, Missy, is asleep on top of his stomach. Pizza boxes and beer bottles litter his family’s old living room floor and coffee table. The curtains are drawn shut, blocking out the sun and the overflowing mailbox. The overflowing bills. A sour smell from dirty dishes and garbage fills the air. Seth himself stank from the lack of showers. He hasn’t been able to remove himself from the sunken couch, besides going to the bathroom. He has been in this state since he mo...
Weekly Contest #355
***Trigger Warning - talk of abortion*** Candles and food littered the Walters Family dining table. As tradition, all family members were expected to sit at the table for Sunday dinner. This included anyone who wasn’t hungry, which was always Devon. He was a picky eater and only had a cup of milk in front of him. But this dinner was different, for it seemed his mother, Harriet, and his older sister, Norma Jane, were barely eating as well. Norma Jane only had a scoop of mashed potatoes on her plate, and his mother only had one piece of br...
Weekly Contest #351
“It’s raining again,”“Huh?” Carrie looks out the cafe window. The sky is dark, rumbling, and rain is beginning to fall.“And the news said a pretty bad storm is coming. Flash flood warnings and the whole nine yards,” Meg mumbles, not taking her eyes off the movie reviews in The Capsule.“You really gotta stop obsessing over those,” said Carrie.“These guys said the movie was gimmicky and unoriginal,” huffed Meg.Carrie rips the magazine from her, reading, “‘something special, I didn’t see the twist coming and was genuinely shocked at the end,’ h...
Weekly Contest #313
*** STRONG LANGUAGE *** “Johnny! Slow down! Slow down! You’re going to get us killed!” Kevin screamed. “We’re not going to make it if I slow down!”“We’re not going to make it because we’ll be dead!”Johnny slowed the car down, but only a little bit. His best friend, Kevin, clung to the grab handle. “Red light,” Kevin said.“It’s yellow.”“It’s going to be red by the time you…Johnny!”Johnny accelerated then turned left through the red light, swerving the oncoming traffic. He ignored the angry honks and middle fingers zipping past them. “We’re g...
Weekly Contest #312
“Date: Friday, July 18, 2025. Time: 7:00PM. Temperature: 83 degrees. Weather: Partly cloudy. Sun will set at 8:21PM…”“Okay, Eli! I’m fully aware of all that! Are you sure there isn’t a setting to shut that off? Getting reminded every twelve hours is pretty annoying!”“V-Valerie cannot turn off basic settings.”“Well you should’ve been a Reporter-Droid instead of a Home-Droid.”“Providing weather and time u-updates to E-Eli’s Home-User i-is a part of E-Eli’s basic settings. Along with cleaning, cooking, protection, setting reminders, making phon...
Weekly Contest #305
I hate going this way. I avoid it any chance I get, but the construction blocked all the other roads and the detours took me to this intersection. An intersection I know too damn well. And no matter how much time passes, whenever I find myself at this intersection, I always think I could go right and head home - but turning left would take… take me back to your apartment. Back to your second story studio apartment on Wicker Road. Back to that old, red brick building with those yellow, wallpapered hallways and rickety stairs. You and I used t...
Weekly Contest #218
Vibrating sounds of static filled the air like angry loud bees. Distorted laughing and giggling went in and out with the static. The angry buzzing wouldn’t stop. The soft distant giggles grew louder then went quiet. Loud then quiet, as if someone was turning the volume on a radio up and down. I could smell pungent chocolate vomit underneath my face. I could feel it sticking to the corners of my mouth. The sour and rancid odor mixed with the smell of stale, vacuum burnt lint filled my nose. I could feel the itchy carpet squirming around my fa...
Weekly Contest #186
***Trigger Warning - use of some foul language and abuse***“You’re home! Finally!”“Yeah, but I’m gonna…”“Where’s my kiss? Come here, give me my kiss.” “Donnie...I’m…”“I have been waiting all day for you!”“I’m sorry, someone called off, I had to cover…”“You didn’t think to text or call me? The last message you sent me was at 5:22. That was more than two hours ago! Why haven’t you texted me since?” “We were too busy, I was doing a lot of running around…”“You ALWAYS say that. Always too busy for me... always... take your coat off and ...
Weekly Contest #183
It’s 8:44 PM and pitch black outside. Not even the moonlight is shining through my office window tonight. The missing moon makes this room seem even darker than usual. The only light I have is coming from a lamp sitting in the corner, but it’s only bright enough to see the door and a calendar hanging on the wall. Across from the door, is me, sitting at my desk staring wide-eyed at that dangling calendar… trying to process what just happened. My managers just left my office about ten minutes ago. I'm getting transferred in a week, “...
Weekly Contest #38
“He’s probably dead!” Auntie Greta shouted up the stairs. Little Sadie was curled up in a ball in her tiny bed, her long whitish blonde hair stuck to her crying face. Auntie Greta has been taunting her more than usual ever since Leo ran away. Sadie missed Leo, her beloved orange tabby cat. He’s been missing for days and Sadie couldn’t stand another second without him. Especially another second ridiculed by Auntie Greta without his comfort. Leo made everything feel better, Sadie really felt like he listened to her. She looked up at the c...
Weekly Contest #31
115“One….two….three….four….five….six…...ten….eleven….twelve….thirteen….twenty.... twenty-one…..twenty-two….twenty-three.…...thirty-two….” “Ana!”“Thirty-seven….thirty-eight…….forty-two….forty-three….forty-four…. Sixty-one….sixty-two….sixty-three….sixty-four….”“Ana! Dinner’s here!!”“Seventy-one….seventy-two….seventy-three….eight-one….eighty-two….eighty-three…..eighty-four….eighty-five….eighty-six….”“ANA!!”“ONE MINUTE!!!!......ninety-four…. ninety-five.. .ninety-six… ninety-seven….. ninety-eight….ninety-nine….one hundred. I fell flat...
Weekly Contest #29
The early morning sun beamed down on the rabbits’ burrows, one by one, each rabbit started piling out and exploring the fields for food. It’s been rough on their community, the fields have been dry, no fruits or vegetables have been growing. The rabbits have been left with just dry grass and weeds to munch on. “I can’ts do this anymore, Meeko! I cants!” Kelly Toy exclaimed pacing back and forth, “I’ve been eating grass and random flowers for weeks now! I almost ate a bee!” “You shouldn’t be eating those flowers….” “I’m STARVING. ...
Weekly Contest #28
“Will you please read it?” I begged over Mikie’s shoulder, he was watching his favorite Youtube videos. He didn’t say anything so I asked again. “Mikie! Will you please read this?” “Read what?” he finally said. “My short essay! For the writing contest! Come on, please! I could win an IPad!” He signed loudly and spun around in his chair to face me. I handed him my essay and he grudgingly took it out of my hands. I watched his eyes fly back and forth across my paper. After only a few seconds he threw the paper back to me then spun ...
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