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Submitted to Contest #273
Maggie looked behind her again. The sidewalk was empty. But she was sure she’d heard footsteps. The feeling had been with her since she got off the train at Penn Station for her annual theatre re-charge weekend in New York with her soul mate Iris. There are just a lot of people here, she told herself, compared to Eugene, Oregon. So, it makes sense that you’d feel someone behind you. The trouble with that was that no one was there. An empty sidewalk in New York was a strange thing, and most unusual. She stopped under one of the sad, dust-encr...
Submitted to Contest #269
Denise was just leaving the band room when the siren went off. Because she was alone, she didn’t realize that no one else heard it. Looking around, she saw nothing that seemed out of place; she couldn’t identify where the sound came from. She threw her drumsticks into her backpack and headed outside. There she saw her Aunt Carol looking worried. “You heard the alarm?” she asked Denise. “Yes, but what does it mean?” Denise threw her backpack over her shoulder. “A Well has been stolen.” Denise looked up. “Well what? What well?” she asked. “No...
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