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Weekly Contest #76
My name is Second Chance. I have artificial intelligence. One of the first humans to possess it. I was given a gift. A new life. My name is Second Chance because Master gave me another chance. One off the streets. Now I must take that chance. I have my speech in my head. I always think about what I am going to say to people. Master. The principal, the teachers, the students. The maids and servants. The chauffeur. Even strangers. Everyone. As the newest student at Elu High School, I have been elected to give a speech. I very formal and essent...
Weekly Contest #75
I don’t remember anything. I don’t remember anyone or anything. I don’t know who I am. I don’t want too. All I remember are the woods. My friends. I need to get back to them. I need to find the spirts. I must wake up. Now. I sit up in the bed I’m in. Why am I here? What is this place? I stand up and walk to the window. Its morning and the sun is seeping into the room. My horse is outside. I must get to the spirts. I’m wearing my traveling cloths. Good, I’ll need them. I walk over to the door and open it. Light blasts into my eyes and I nearl...
Weekly Contest #67
Was it really betrayal? In a dark room lying on a bed is a 21 year old woman. She has snow white hair and purple lips, no lipstick needed. She is dead, of course. But is she? That is what her best friend Athan was thinking. Who knows if he's right. Oh, wait... I know. I'm your narrator and I know for sure that this story will never have a happy ending. Why, you ask dear reader? Because when that girl wake's up she'll find a problem and only one way to fix it. Betrayal, a broken heart, and tears. I can make this story what ever I want it to b...
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