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Submitted to Contest #221
My sister and I wanted to have a ghostly experience around Halloween last year and we visited a supposedly haunted Civil War prison named Fort Delaware. To begin our adventure we had to take a ferry across the mouth of the river and past the marsh in order to get to Pea Patch Island.I noticed our tour guide had on rubber boots. I hate getting my feet wet.Taking my steps gingerly, I crossed the gangplank onto a dirt and tile walkway where the tread in my sneakers filled with squishy soil until we hit the well-kept lawn. Lovely, I thought to m...
Submitted to Contest #218
The air outside my car registers a scorching 91 degrees. Nevertheless, there is a team of performers and street vendors standing at the intersection of Via Espana and the little street with no name that is a short cut to Calle Samuel Lewis. It is 12:00 noon and they are all trying to make a buck.Waves of heat rise from the asphalt as the three-lanes of this short block fills with the exhaust of about thirty cars, dump trucks and motorcycles, many with no mufflers. Diesel smoke, billows into the air carpeting cars and people with a fine layer...
Submitted to Contest #207
“Pick up ten. Vite, vite.” Chef Claude was already tired of this waiter tonight. “If the sauce breaks before it gets to your table, you’ll be wearing it. Do you understand?”“Oui, Chef.”Upon hearing this, Chef’s ears burned. “Speaking French doesn’t make you a garçon, remember that.” Chef Claude was in a particular mood this evening. “Americans.” The acidic words flowed effortlessly off his tongue. “Life is so easy for you until you actually have to work.”His staff heard Chef’s quip and anxiously looked at him, hoping he would offer more...
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