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Weekly Contest #373
“I like it,” Ben said, the estate agent nodding vigorously as they looked at it. Kate didn’t answer. Something about it made her stomach clench. Instead, she just nodded stiffly. Six months later, and Kate still didn’t like it. The house was theirs now, finally. Unfortunately, that meant this was too. She wasn’t sure how long she had been standing there, transfixed. The chaotic noises of Sophie being chased by her father had become background noises to her. Only when Sophie knocked past her did Kate become aware of her surroundings again. “H...
Weekly Contest #367
Day One The door to the bedroom closed behind Anna. It had been a long few days, but her dream had finally come to fruition. For as long as she could remember, she had wanted to be a mum. And now, in her arms, was her dream incarnate. Mia was happy and healthy, though slightly on the smaller side. Her eyes were the same chocolate brown as Anna's, although they hadn't been open for anywhere near the amount of time that Anna wished they would be. As she lay down on the bed, placing Mia beside her, she felt only one slight regret. Although she...
Weekly Contest #366
This story contains themes of suicide and mental health. Reader discretion is advised. She threw the final crust down and looked at me. Her eyes gave her away immediately. "I'll shove this in the bin," I said as she opened her mouth to speak. She let out a soft sigh as she closed her mouth and nodded reluctantly. Standing up, I picked up the now empty pizza box and practically ran to the kitchen. Now it was my turn to sigh as the lid of the bin swung on its hinges. I leant against the sink and stared up at the ceiling. An eternity seemed to ...
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