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Submitted to Contest #284
Wavering FaithChristina Cooper I should’ve known better. The moment I walked down the stairs to see that the living room was empty, and he wasn’t there, my gut hit the floor. How could this have happened to me? Everyone told me the truth, but I didn’t believe them. I have no idea why, I just didn’t. For some reason, I just wanted the fantasy to be real.I had spent weeks altering my behavior so he would be happy. I changed my habits, tried to get out more and speak to people more; I tried to be more social when all I really wanted to do was ...
Submitted to Contest #218
I could hear my heart slamming against my ribcage at a hundred miles per hour. My breaths were slow, steady, and forced. I had to concentrate with every ounce of my being to remind myself to breathe. In and out. One. Two. Three. Four. In then out. Just like my therapist taught me. The locker room’s clock ticking sounded like thunder in a library. I focused my breaths in and out with the rhythm of that clock, hoping it would quiet down just a tad. My sweat burned my eye as it dripped from my forehead. Tears were nowhere to be found and frankl...
Submitted to Contest #213
“What in the world is that?” I asked as I pointed toward the sky. “What are you looking at?” He glanced up, squinting his eyes against the sun. “Whoa.” “Yeah. But what is it?” “I don’t know. I can’t tell if it’s like a weird cloud or if it’s… something else.” &nb...
Submitted to Contest #212
The Poplar Tree Christina Cooper January 16th, 1952 Dear Jane, I have got to tell you something huge, but you can’t tell anybody. Remember when we were talking at Christmas and you told me that this was my year, that I would fall in love? Well, I think you may be right. I’ve always known him a little bit, or knew of him, he works for my Pa. His Pa works for my Pa too! He’s a bit older than me, he’s probably 21 or 22, but it’s not that much difference. I’ll be 17 in just over a month anyway. It’s not like we really talk that much, but I d...
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