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Submitted to Contest #238
The tree house. Her tree house. There, she could go anywhere, say anything, be anyone. It was her sanctuary against the world outside. She thought of it more as a tree palace when she grasped the weathered wooden ladder to ascend into her private world. The floor gently bent under her weight and the rusted tin roof rattled with the breeze while the oak limbs rustled a polite discussion of the late summer season, accenting its message with the occasional acorn drop. The smell was delicious, like a mildly mildewed forest mixed with the warmth...
Submitted to Contest #131
“Oh my God!” Whitney’s mind raced through all the things that were said as she peeked through the blinds at the two figures approaching her front door. One was, of course, her boyfriend for the past six months. She loathed the term “boyfriend.” It made her think of all the guys she used to hang out with at the YMCA when she was in middle school. None of them were looking to be anything more than a buddy to her awkward, skinny, too-tall, freckled self.None of that mattered now. She had Braxton, even if he was “just a boyfriend.”Six months of ...
Submitted to Contest #128
I had too much going on right now, but Mom could be overwhelmingly persuasive when she wanted something and today she wanted me to visit with her and Grandma. Now! I tried to talk my way out of it, but she went on about her appointment with the tax collector on Wednesday and her social club visit next week and then Bingo nights. It didn’t matter that I had finals on Thursday or two extra shifts at Lucky’s this weekend. I needed money. I needed to study. I needed extra time that I don’t have. I pulled up in the driveway to find them both sc...
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