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Weekly Contest #275
I tried to savor the seconds slipping away, like sand falling between the fingertips of an open palm. I could tell that she was falling out of love with me, but I chose to deny it. I couldn't believe it, how could her feelings stop when mine were so strong? How could I be so irrevocably in love with someone even though I knew the feeling wasn't being reciprocated? I guess that's what Jane would do to people. She was hypnotic without even knowing it. Everyone loved Jane. We met in college and she was the type of student that professors would...
The first time I had seen Maria, was when I was losing hope. I had been sitting on that stupid shelf for weeks, staring out the same shop window, and watched the same things happen. The bell would jingle as a little kid would burst into the store, face lit up with excitement, their parents trailing behind them, mentally preparing themselves to have a hole burnt in their wallets. And each kid would run up to my shelf and their eyes racing over the various options. But their eyes would never stop on me. They'd be attracted to the vibrant p...
Mom never got the guns out unless it was a complete emergency. The lights flicker once, twice, and three times before turning off completely, and we’re engulfed in pitch-black darkness. The twins cry, asking "Are we gonna die? Are we gonna die?" Mom bites her bottom lip– she doesn’t want to tell them the truth, so she remains silent. I already know the answer. We might. "Make sure everything is blocked," she says, her voice firm. I do as I'm told, running around the house making sure every door has something heavy pushed up against it....
"Climbing the mountain won't be easy, but the view at the top will be worth it." That's what my mom told me when I was having a hard time coping with the loss of my brother. I wanted to believe her, but all I could think about was throwing myself off the mountain when I got to the top. But, I knew I couldn't leave my mom the way my brother left us, so I decided to climb. The beginning of my climb was difficult. I could barely get out of bed, so I missed a lot of school. Going back to school was worse. I had to drive in the morning alone ...
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