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Weekly Contest #315
Long before the sun prepared to peak over the horizon, Jon was wide awake. He stared at the ceiling, his eyes locked on the water stain from five winters before when he and June had accidentally flooded the washing tub while pretending to be sailors. June. His sister, his twin, his other half, his voice of reason. The sound of boots crunching up the path pulled Jon’s attention from the ceiling. With no small amount of effort, Jon heaved himself up from his bed. His clothing for the day lay draped over the back of a chair, no doubt placed t...
Weekly Contest #294
My Dearest Katrina, I write to you now from the front lines of this horrendous war. I wish I could be more specific but I cannot risk giving away our position away should this letter be intercepted. Alton has already made it clear that he disagrees with my decision to join the ranks here, but you know as well as I that I could not ask any citizen of Delmore to risk their life if I was not willing to do the same. The members of the Guard in this detachment are strong, which gives me hope. Though it is becoming abundantly clear as the days pas...
Weekly Contest #180
I am notoriously bad at making decisions, and my dad knows this, which is why I’ve been sitting in my car for about twenty minutes, staring at the quarter in my hand. I have two choices. I can get out of my car, go inside, and go to bed. Or I can put my car in drive, haul ass across town, and hope I’m not too late. When I told my dad about it, he said that I should follow my heart. I told him that was impossible. That was when he pressed a quarter into the palm of my hand and said “Try flipping a coin, then.” I’ve been in love with Molly f...
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