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Weekly Contest #274
I saw a man drown. I was six years old, playing in the sand and smiling. It was a warm and relaxed evening on the Florida gulf coast. The older kids boogie boarded on the waves with playful yells, seven year olds ran along the beach trying to make wind kites fly, and my parents sat behind me watching the red setting sun, cool drinks in their hand and enjoying a lovely sea breeze. We all heard his screams first. He was in the ocean, arms flapping about with wild terror. At first I thought the noise came from an animal, it was too ...
Weekly Contest #177
I didn't know I was in a conversation, I suppose that's the point of the translation part. Then again, I didn't know a lot of things for a long time. This is where it started: "I'm slipping!" Her voice was shrill and scared. I grabbed on tight to the rocks and watched as she fell past me. I was told after that we were two hundred feet up, a whole twenty-ish stories of wretched fall. I felt the wind blow into my ear as she screamed, shooting past me like some sort of dreadful comet. She was right at the top too. I'd always likened El...
Weekly Contest #175
Harry looked at his porcelain coffee cup and watched its brown contents break lightly with the drifting breeze. He drank from it intermittently, and only because it was habit to do so. He did not need the caffeine. The surplus energy would just make him nervous. In fact, in looking at the container critically, he realized that he no longer needed coffee as a whole. The drink was wasted on him. "Don't look so morose." His wife Sue said across from him. "You've been staring at that coffee for ten minutes now." "I don't need it anymore." ...
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