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Submitted to Contest #80
My mama can’t go a week without mentioning that grandmother was part of the Mau Mau movement that fought against the colonial rule here in Kenya and even though things have changed and racism is frowned upon; the things she did, seem way far too great for my frail ailing grandmother but I wouldn't put anything past her. She always had a way with words and people so I wasn't as surprised as my little brother Teddy when she said she had been the one to rally the women to support their men in that cold war. The sun was setting in the far w...
Submitted to Contest #60
Greg Marshall had been working all night on the new project. It was 3 in the morning and he was tired, his eyelids kept dropping every few minutes. His theory papers for the experiment lay scattered on the white desk behind him while the apparatus for his project gazed at him, the compounds in the test tubes in the rack contained the many failed samples he had done earlier in the week. He was tired yet he had to keep going on or he would disappoint the CEO of WIT laboratories, he was their only hope at developing a new species of virus that ...
Submitted to Contest #59
I promise you, it's a beautiful house," Jared says, his hands firmly gripping the steering wheel,my face morphs into a frown, I can't remember the last time he actually listened to me, even this old engine he so proudly loved was his grandfather's old car, the first time I saw the car I was utterly shocked, it was an old banger that had seen better days. He had been so happy when he drove it into our garage, I hadn't had the heart to make him throw that old crap away, being Jared however, he had worked on it, turning the old jalopy into this...
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