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Submitted to Contest #332
HOWLING WINDS Clarence Molloy Gladys had fallen asleep in her rocking chair in the living room. The TV was on, set to the local news channel. She was tracking the large hurricane that was barreling towards her island in the middle of the Caribbean, St. Thomas. She was jolted out of her sleep by the sound of the wind lifting the roof off her house. She jumped to her feet and realized there was no electricity. She panicked. The place was pitch black. The wind whipped through her home, knocking over bookcases and tearing p...
Submitted to Contest #329
A Life of Regret ByClarence A. Molloy III I’ve spent the past thirty years of my life wondering “What if…?” and “Why didn’t I?” What was once a young, vibrant life has now turned into a nightmare. As time ticks on by, all I can do these days is wonder, “What would my life look like if I had made better choices in my younger years?” I don’t want to wake up in the morning, old, and closer to death, and staring out my bedroom window with great remorse and regret. Why is life only starting to make sense when I’m so close to the end?Now that ...
Submitted to Contest #310
Write about someone who self-publishes a story that was never meant to be read. Family Secrets By Clarence Molloy III It was 2 a.m. and Liston was still wide awake. Elaine, on the other hand, his wife of 21 years, was beside him in bed, sleeping so peacefully. How could she sleep so soundly after reading her mother’s diary that detailed years of horror and abuse in her home on the tiny Caribbean island of St. Eustatius, also known as Statia? Liston couldn’t take it any longer. Something had to be done with all this n...
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