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Submitted to Contest #204
The sun set low over the vast, untamed land, casting long shadows across the dusty streets of Wild Gulch. The townsfolk whispered tales of a notorious outlaw on the loose, a woman with a fiery spirit and deadly aim. She was known as Belle Cassidy, a name that sent ice down the spines of even the toughest cowboys. Belle had earned her reputation as a cold-blooded killer, wanted for the murders of a dozen madames who ran the whore houses that dotted the barren landscape. Some said she was driven by revenge, others claimed she’d gone mad. But...
Submitted to Contest #140
Act 1I remember the last time I climbed out of your car. You didn't know it would be our final kiss. We met during Mr. B’s class in the dungeon. You chased me down the long corridor to catch up and ask me to see a movie sometime. I always walked at a hurried pace, fearful of being late for class.I fell in love with your piercing eyes and that gleeful smile. You melted my heart the first time I heard you sing Piano Man. We shared a passion for musical theatre. You were the shining star on stage. I never missed a performance.I cherished the ro...
Submitted to Contest #125
She watched the second hand race around the face of the clock on the classroom wall. It dragged behind it the slow and steady minute hand, edging closer to the final bell. Her day had arrived and her livelihood in cosmetology waited just beyond that door. Her eyes followed the long slender wand sweep its way around the numbers. Five…six…seven. The tension of the minute hand strained in anticipation. Eight…nine…ten. As the second hand crossed the number eleven, it froze with four seconds left to go. She blinked her eyes before trying to r...
Submitted to Contest #29
It’s been 25 years since I closed that door. A choice I made alone. I walked away from a love so pure. I didn’t want to hide in the shadows anymore. You married that girl. The one you started dating after you broke my heart. You married her, even after her friend nearly killed you in that accident.I’ll never forget that day. Your aunt burst into the Sunday school classroom and said she needed to speak to me. Confused, I looked at the teacher and he nodded in approval. We stepped out into the hallway and she looked at me, a deep sadness worn ...
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