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Weekly Contest #230
Susie ignored the knock at her door at whatever ungodly time of morning it came.All she wanted to do was sleep, to drown out the sounds of the other kids crying and yelling down the hall.Of course, the knock was just courtesy; there was no privacy at the orphanage.She heard the door creak open. Light, eager footsteps danced over to the far corner of the room.“Good Morning, Susanna!”The hostile, white light marched in from the open window and instantly irritated her.“My name is Susie!” she growled, turning over to the other side of the b...
Weekly Contest #221
The February sky hung over my shoulders like a velvet cape. Frosty tidbits of clouds tiptoed eerily across its surface, seemingly collaborating with the nipping winds and threatening a terrible storm.I grinned. My favorite weather. The Broken Horse was bustling with the usual Saturday night crowd. Young hipsters decorated with gold-rimmed glasses, glittery girls with pleather pants that looked painted on, and the occasional shifty-eyed couple, completing an unspoken trust exercise with their partners near a busy, horny crowd.I slinked r...
Weekly Contest #210
My onyx heels pounded against the cracked pavement as I made my way out of yet another shady, abandoned alleyway. A huge gust of wind threw my short hair out of place, blonde strands trailing along in every direction. I was back in civilization. A ray of sun shot through the clouds, striping over my crimson dress. I reached into my feathered clutch for one of my four cell phones. Gripping my leather gloves with my teeth, I slid them off of my hands in one fluid motion, skilled enough by now not to smudge any lipstick. My fingers danced...
Weekly Contest #209
Wyatt smiled as the driver behind him blasted their horn. The man in the large truck proceeded to speed around him, shaking his finger up in the air angrily. “Some people are so impatient, huh?” he chuckled, turning to his passenger seat. Sunny drew a deep breath out, her little black snout dripping with condensation. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He pet the top of her head tenderly. Sure, he had somewhere to be too, but he wasn’t in a rush. This would be his last normal day for a while. His white 2001 Toyota hummed tiredly at the red lig...
Weekly Contest #208
My life was perfect until I met the new boy in town. Summer vacation had just begun. When the seasons changed, our landscape transformed almost overnight, from crisp, cool blues and the spirited aroma of pine trees to warm ambers, pink skies and campfires wafting through the air. No matter the time of year, one thing stood true in Celestia; there was always a sense of cheer. Our slogan wasn’t “The World’s Happiest Town” for nothing. Everybody knew everybody, and we all got along like milk and cookies. The day I met the newcomer, I had ...
Weekly Contest #207
“Cut!” Before the director’s mouth had fully closed, Alura violently shoved her co-star, shattering their fabricated, heartfelt embrace. Alec Sharpe jumped back, nearly tripping over a prop stool. The camera crew maintained their usual poker face, turning their curious eyes towards the six-foot-two heartthrob. “Was that necessary?” he whispered through gritted teeth. Alura’s wide-eyed, innocent stare shifted into that of a hungry rattlesnake. “I told you we were doing my idea and you ignored me.” She smirked, her large, plump lips stre...
Weekly Contest #206
Dear Margaret White,We are pleased to inform you that the admissions department at Top Mount University has received your application. In order to continue this process, we request that you submit an original writing piece using the following prompt:Write an essay about an obstacle you have overcome in your life.We look forward to hearing back from you.Sincerely,Top Mount UniversityI sighed.My life is dreary. My life is depressing. My life is dark. My life is-“Wow, how very creative. I’m sure the admissions team at Top Mount wasn’t expecting...
Weekly Contest #132
“Are you there, God? It’s me, Zach. Zach Jolt. I’m freaking out right now, I’m really freaking out.” I opened my eyes and looked back down at the figure on the floor. The man, ten minutes ago running towards me red-faced and panting, now a shattered statue, his skin bleached of any coloring. I looked away again. Shit! This wasn’t real. This was just a dream that I would wake up from any time now, startled yet relieved. Five more minutes passed, and the icy rain which pricked my bare arms felt very real. That was a feeling he woul...
Weekly Contest #131
“Girls, girls! Please come to the parlor at once!” I watched patiently as my sisters scurried into the house. Today, I will take my time. The sky was a bright, cerulean blue and the sun was friendly, embracing my pale, rosy skin with a refreshing touch of warmth. I drew delicate lines across my sketchbook, envisioning a bright, beautiful escape of marigolds and long, tall grass ruling the pages.“Rayna!,” Mother’s shrill tone quivered through the wind.I stumbled into the parlor, nearly losing my balance at the door. ...
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