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Weekly Contest #54
1998. It was a bright sunny day of July 20th in the village called Rosewood. The village is like any typical village; it has a school nearby, a small gothic chapel where the families in the neighborhood go to every Sunday, and a park full of sweaty and rowdy kids roaming around playing tag, taking turns with the swing, and it’s also where a bunch of high school teens meet up. Rosewood is a village often described as a “small world” for the families who lived in the houses 20 years ago are the same families who still live in the Rosewood hous...
Weekly Contest #53
“Have you packed your things already, Mark? Make sure to bring extra jackets so you won’t catch a cold when December comes. Did you call Johnny?” “Yes, mom. I’m still here until three days, okay? Don’t worry at all, I’ll be fine,” Mark answered, reassuring his mother with a warm smile. “I don’t know, Mark. Do you really have to go abroad? You know it was hard for me to let your older brother go, and now here you are,” she started, taking a look at him from head to toe and vice versa, as if it’s the last day she will ever see her son agai...
Weekly Contest #52
The world seems to slow down as I wait for the hands of time to move forward. I felt a surge of impatience every time I hear the time ticking from the worn out clock that has always been there since I started my freshman year three years ago. The same clock which students from all levels despise looking at because time is a social construct and everyone is tired of that shitty concept. Everyone just wants to go home. The homeroom was filled with students of different personalities: with first-row benchers being the most attentive and parti...
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