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Carylle Delim

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Mom Universe

As a child, I’ve always had some mysteries that I could never explain. An example would be the moon following me wherever I go during a late-night drive, or when I fall asleep somewhere and when I wake up, I’m already in my bed. All these things were so magical and mysterious and unbelievable. It’s as if children’s minds are at a different world and it’s colorful, creative, and imaginative. Once we grow older though, everything is explained through Science and how Science is all around us and how it answers almost everything that solved our...

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Prison Friday

Weekly Contest #70

“Do you know Chidi?” my friend asked me, “You know, from that show The Good Place?” “The guy who can’t decide which lead to his death?” I say “Yeah, you’re EXACTLY like him” she says “Hey, first off, I’m not a man” I say, “Women are better decision makers than men, so I beg to differ” I say munching on my burger. “If you say so” she sips on her drink I’m not indecisive. I just want to keep my options open and hope for the best. I believe I’m versatile, fluid, go with the flow. Decision making isn’t really a big deal because in the end of th...

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Melissa and Regret

Weekly Contest #70

I recall the day of our wedding when she said during our vows that “I want to be part of it all” and I had a lot of ambitions and dreams for the both of us. I look at where I am, I have a multi-million-dollar apartment in New York, the shiniest watch on my wrist, and tailor-fitted suits, but every day, I see the tan line of where my wedding ring used to be. My place could fit a family, but I lost mine along the way to achieve it. My mother was a cook in our town and I never met my father. It pains me to see her working so hard just to send ...

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Trick or Treat

Weekly Contest #65

Trigger Warning: Use of drugs You hold your brush and begin your makeup. You grab your white face powder, your black eyeshadow, and that fake pointed teeth from the thrift store to dress as a vampire for this year’s Halloween. You know it’s such a cliché costume. You always remember Edward Cullen from the Twilight book series or Damon Salvatore from Vampire Diaries. Vampires are too romanticized. But to you, vampires are vicious, merciless, and hot. Who doesn’t want to be hot anyway? You think to yourself as you apply the finishing touch...

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Runaway

Weekly Contest #65

I just want a night of peace and quiet from my parents. Is that too much to ask? I want a night where they don’t yell at each other and my father would pan his anger at me and hit me with his belt. I’m sick of it. I pack my five shirts, two pants, two shorts, a pair of flip flops, and I wear my jacket. I’m leaving this house. I take a few snacks and count my money left. It’s not enough but it will do. I don’t exactly have a plan, considering that I’m almost dropping out of high school, I’m an eighteen-year-old boy with no experience with a...

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Birthday Halloween

Weekly Contest #65

It’s so annoying how Halloween trick or treating looks weird after you turn to a teenager. You join the kids in their fairy costumes, toilet paper wrap, and tiny pumpkins and the whole neighborhood would be so fond of them because they’re little, so they get more candy. Meanwhile, when you see a 14-year-old dressed as a fairy, mummy, or pumpkin, the neighborhood would give you side eyes for “not dressing like your age.” But like, really, mummies are hundreds of years old, pumpkins are symbol for Halloween, and come on, you adults claim that ...

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Warm Brittle Heart

She always romanticized fires. She said it’s present in both ends of the love spectrum, just like the color red. It’s something so passionate, strong, and vibrant; it’s also so angry, jealous, and frustrated. And just like red, the fire kept everything interesting but can also be destructive. For me, she was always both. She is interesting and destructive, passionate and jealous. I remember that one time when we met, she’s a highly mysterious girl by the hospital cafeteria, she was writing on her notebook or journal, whatever that is, with ...

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