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Submitted to Contest #51
“Hello?” “Lily, there’s a woman in the inquiring room. We’ll need you.” “Okay. I’ll be there.” The elevator opened, and in a few seconds, she was facing the huge, white painted room with office desks. Brilliant of Harry to come up with this idea, she thought for the millionth time, walking through the desks where mannequins were busy typing on their computers. Anyone who pointed a binocular through the long glass windows – which happened once in a while before they were caught red handed – would see nothing unusual but busy men and wo...
Submitted to Contest #50
“Hey Laura, will you come out?” “Just let me be.” “You come out right now. There’s only two before you.” “I will. Just leave.” I heard her sigh, and her footsteps faded away. I knew I had to leave the cubicle, but I wanted to stick to the closed toilet seat. A sweet voice singing a beautiful song and the crowd’s cheering could be heard slightly. In a few minutes, my name will be called out and people will be waiting to see ‘Laura Chapman’ on the stage. Katie will come and bang on the door, begging and yelling at me to come out. I stood up...
Submitted to Contest #49
One, two, three, four, five. You count the plastic toys on your bed. You feel the smooth edges on the car and long, skinny legs of the spider as you run your fingers on them. With a touch of excitement, you put them on the bedside table – later, you could look at them for hours. You could laugh as your sister runs away from the big, ugly, plastic spider. She is always scared of the bugs and insects, but never hates the kitty. All of them make you feel the same way; either it is a bug lands on your head or the kitty rubs its head on your leg,...
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