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Weekly Contest #299
TW: blood, mourning Jenny ran down the street as fast as she could, her dress shoes thumping against the ground. She shouldn’t be running in such an outfit, dodging obstacles and jumping over sidewalk cracks, but she was late. She was so, so late. Though she couldn’t quite remember what for.She woke up that morning to an eerily silent and completely empty house, dressed like she’s going somewhere important. She could feel the makeup on her face, though she doesn’t remember applying it, and a long, fit-and-flare black dress hugged her body. I...
Weekly Contest #151
“There’s a creature from old folktales that’s remained nameless for centuries,” Jennifer, his babysitter, told him, sitting on a stool beside his bed. In her hand was a book of old folktales he insisted she read to him. “A vile, vicious creature that preys on children.” “It’s said it chooses its victim carefully, cherry-picking kids who don’t stand out among the crowds.” She paused. “Kids who won’t be missed as much as the others.” He pulled his blanket over himself as if to hide from the imaginary creature. “It creates hyper-realistic...
Weekly Contest #144
The flash of the camera nearly blinded him in the dark, but it was worth it to see her face show up on his screen. Her eyes shone with the light of the moon as she gazed among the stars, and her smile shone even brighter when she smiled at them, foggy breath visible in the cool winter air. The two didn't think much when they decided to come to the top of the highest hill in the area, but here they were anyways, staring at the golden dots littering the night sky. He was in his coat and boots, with hands in his pockets and a camera around his ...
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