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Warning: There are some curse words, and the subject of Athesism may offend some. This is the first chapter to a series I decided to write because of this prompt. This story will continue so there is no ending in this reading. NO MORE BLUE SKIESPaula Brooks stared at the dimming blue skies as she watched the ominous clouds slowly take away the once beautiful scenery. She knew a great deal of rain was about to be dispensed on her. Her fellow church folks always say that pouring rain means God was crying. She didn’t know about God’s emotional...
Weekly Contest #327
It was a muggy Saturday night on August 12, 2023, when an unexpected incident forced me to use a gift that God had given me, and I hid from the world! I was in the back room of a Bodega eating my last meal for the night, which was located on 161st Street in the Bronx, New York, between Yankee Stadium and the Bronx Courthouses. Just before I was about to take my last bite of food, I heard some commotion coming from the front of the store. My best friend, and the store owner, Mario, had just closed the shop for the night. I figure...
Weekly Contest #326
PLANET EARTH-TWO DAYS BEFORE HALLOWEEN ROBERT HAYES It seems like she’s been stalking me for a couple of weeks now, following me around the Macy’s department store, where I work. I am responsible for setting up Halloween displays for the holiday season.I am usually not the nervous type, but lately I’ve been jittery and I think other people have noticed it too. Even though I never met this woman, something about her seemed familiar. Her spirit. Her energy. It just rubs me the wrong way. “I know who you are,” she said, as she finally spoke to ...
STRANGE SURROUNDINGS“Did you hear that noise last night?” said eighty-three-year-old Florence Sachs as she hobbled on her cane. She spoke to her next-door neighbor Clara Feeley at 11:00 a.m. on a Sunday in a small suburban community.“I think you had too many shots of whiskey last night. Of course, I heard the noise. It was so loud, got me nervous, I didn’t go back to sleep until 3:00 a.m. this morning,” said eighty-four-year-old Clara. “To top everything off, I kept getting up every couple of hours to use the bathroo...
Weekly Contest #165
Lunch TimeEvery Saturday afternoon for the last fifteen years, they have been meeting for lunch once a month. That’s a lot of lunches, but for best friends that met in college and hit it off instantaneously, it was not enou...
Weekly Contest #144
PICTURE PERFECT My earliest memory of my irrational fear of not wanting my picture taken was when I was in the 1st grade. One autumn day, my teacher, Mrs. Goosby announced that a class picture would be taken the following month. She insisted all the children wear their best outfits and groom properly. After her announcement, terror had struck me as the nerves in my body pulsed exp...
Weekly Contest #142
“Do you have a book called ‘Love Is All There Is-Tailor Made’ by Sheila Davis?” A twenty-three-year-old Marsha Hunter anxiously asked the 41-year-old librarian, Julia Russell. Julia looked over her black-rim glasses and then froze for a minute as she sat behind her desk at The New York City Public Library. Something about the young mixed-raced-looking woman seemed so familiar to her. It wasn’t just her appearance but her mannerisms and the way she spoke. It was eerie. After a ...
Weekly Contest #138
Only In My Dreams "I have been up for three days now; I am exhausted. I spent endless nights drinking black coffee, manically flipping cable channels like I was off my meds, all in an effort to stay awake. I had to stay awake, I couldn’t fall asleep or I would die!" My dilemma began one summer evening about 7:00 p.m. After watching a horror movie on an odd cable channel, my life was changed forever. The seven hours of sleep I manag...
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