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Weekly Contest #329
It was a dark and stormy night. The timing was great. If it wasn’t for the loud claps of thunder, I’d probably be asleep at the wheel. No doubt sleep deprivation was taking its toll. The black coffee wasn’t even phasing me. The saddest part was that I needed to clock in, not out. Other than not having to deal with as much traffic and drama, the graveyard shift could really suck. Even though it wasn’t working for me tonight, I grabbed my thermos full of the hot dark roast from off the passenger seat and stumbled inside the prison as my legs p...
Weekly Contest #293
I had been admiring the snow-capped mountains in the distance through my window.The train conductor had barely enough time to react before he clicked on his microphone, his authoritative voice ringing through the speakers:“This is your conductor speaking…Please make sure you are in a seated position and buckled in securely at this time.”And then, only about a minute later:“Brace yourselves for impact! I repeat, brace yourselves for impact!”The screeching sound of metal-on-metal was the last thing I remembered before my head had crashed into ...
Weekly Contest #281
Strangely UnforgettableIt was a family Christmas Eve party that I would never forget, and not just because it was the coldest day of the year.My family always got together during Christmas Eve. We would each take turns on whose house we would visit. It was an annual tradition that never got missed, save for the first year Covid hit.It was my mom’s turn to host–G.G.’s place. My mom was one of the best cooks out of the bunch, in my opinion, which always made the holidays delightfully tasty. If you left G.G.’s place still hungry, it was your ow...
Weekly Contest #237
Troy knew he had to lay off the virtual reality for a while, and maybe less coffee. Boston had an abundance of both. But he couldn’t blame the city for his vices. He had allowed VR games to consume him so much that the line between reality and fantasy had become quite blurry. It was also getting harder to get a restful sleep each night. It didn’t help either that he had made tech his career—testing games. He would play each game and then give feedback on how to make them better, detecting glitches and repairing them with patches. He re...
Weekly Contest #226
The Thanksgiving feast was ready, spread out before us in all its splendor. The sights and smells were glorious. Once we all got seated with our heaping plates of food at the dinner table, savoring each bite, the conversations continued to flow really well…until Uncle Bob had to chime in.“The turkey is dry,” he said with a solemn voice.He just couldn’t keep it to himself like a respectful person. He always chose to be the brutally honest, outwardly opinionated one. Besides, everyone knew a little gravy could help matters, but it really wasn’...
Weekly Contest #224
It was 4 AM. I couldn’t sleep. My mind was racing after a vivid dream of which I could remember only fragments. Everyone else was asleep—my wife, the kids and the dog. Normally we all got up at 5:30 on the weekdays since we lived way out in cow country but today was Saturday. No alarms were set on the weekends. I didn’t want a headache and knew I would get one if I even tried to stay in bed. So, I quietly crept downstairs and got some cold water from the fridge to coat my somewhat dry throat and got the coffee brewing. When I sat down in t...
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