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David Nutt

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The wedding that never happened

The Wedding That Never Happened The whole village was very excited. This was a big event: the wedding of the mayor’s adopted daughter. But a dark cloud overshadowed what was otherwise a sunny midsummer day. At the start of the marriage service, the father of the groom stood up in response to the priest’s question:“If there is any person present who knows of any lawful impediment to this marriage, then they should declare it now, or forever hold their peace.”The mayor was a man dearly loved by the villagers. For thirty years, he had looked af...

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Two world apart ...one ambition

Weekly Contest #342

Two worlds apart….one ambition. I stood in the middle of two other skiers. We were standing on a small elegant raised platform. Starting from the left hand side each position on the platform was raised to denote the importance of the person standing. My position was in the middle denoting that I was considered the most important person. I leaned forward, bent my head slightly and a silk ribbon with a medal hanging from it was placed around my neck. As I rose my body to my full height I heard the Stars and Stripes. For a fraction of a second ...

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Your path through life does not always conform to your youth's dreams

Weekly Contest #332

Your path through life does not always conform to your youth’s dreams.There was a loud knock on the door. A voice shouted “Ben there is some foreign woman on the telephone asking for you. I looked at my wrist watch. It was only half past six in the morning. “Wait a minute while I get dressed.”I extracted myself from the arms of last night’s conquest. A very pretty Argentinian girl. She rolled over in a state of dreamy slumber. Dressed only in my jeans I open the door. In a distant sleepy voice I said. “ Morning Mateo, where is the phone?” “...

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Did the reward compensate for the death of my friends?

Weekly Contest #331

CW: Contains themes and/or references to wartime violence, death, and loss Did the reward compensate for the death of my friends?The door bell rang. I shouted to my wife. “ I will get it.” I opened the door and there stood a British army Major and his aide-de-camp both in full uniform.“ I trust we have come to the right address. Are you the brother of Captain Hockins and am I addressing Anthony Hockins? ”“Yes.”He then asked if they could come in.“Yes, of course.”“We have come to tell you your brother died in Norway two weeks ago on active du...

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A heart rendering goodbye kiss

Weekly Contest #330

CW: Sexual content A heart rendering goodbye kissMy daily morning duty. I dropped our two girls off at school. It was a slightly stressful time as we always seemed to be running later. I was anxious to be at my desk. I was the senior manager in an electronic firm that had developed a much admired and sought after AI ( Artificial Intelligence) application. In fact I was responsible for developing the application. At the office our receptionist told me the President and CEO were wanting to see me. I took the elevator to top floor and was quick...

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Strange, a beautiful happening in my village.

Weekly Contest #329

Strange, but beautiful happening in my village The pesky alarm sounded, another day had begun. My arm and hand stretched out to silence the sound. I turned over to embrace my wife with a morning kiss. She was still fast asleep. I lay there for five minutes looking up at the ceiling. My first thought was that I realized I had a full day of work before me.Then images about my life collected in a series of memorable snapshots. I was the only son of the owner of the village's largest dairy farmer. I had lived in the village all my life, apart fr...

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My pure form of happiness....flight

Weekly Contest #325

My pure form of happiness…...flight To fly, to feel the winds, chase the clouds, to see another side of our world, chase the birds, experience the storms, but above all be lost in the vast ocean we call the sky. Ever since my mind started to develop independent thoughts I was captivated and obsessed by man’s desire to fly. I read up on man’s attempt to imitate birds' flight by attaching wings to their body. There were several tries over the last two centuries made without success. Often these flights end in death. For the present I would ha...

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Ambition...naked ambition

Weekly Contest #322

Ambition…naked ambition. Ambition is the last refuge of the failure Oscar Wilde This is a story about two young men that formed a deep and lasting friendship until they finally saw life’s challenges in a different light. The friendship started in the late years of their high school schooling.Their appreciation of each other and their love of the theatre was the link pin. They had both been members of the school’s the...

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The love of two people hiding a fascinating story

Weekly Contest #321

A love of two people hiding a fascinating story.I was sitting at home slightly stressed out as I was waiting for my Sats results. I just heard on the radio it was going to be a hot day In Phoenix. I sat here thinking about what I was going to do on a hot day. It was the end of the school year and most of my friends had left for a holiday in a cooler climate. A holiday in France was planned for me and my dad but I had to wait a couple of days as he had something to finish at the office. In a lethargic and bored way I looked around the room. I...

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A view of life from a high position

Weekly Contest #319

A view of life from a high positionLife was good. I had just received our group's recognition as their leader. It was a responsible position. I had to make sure we enjoyed the four essentials of the group’s existence. Food, water, safety and fertile space to roam. Safety was a concern but we lived in a protected area from humans that enjoyed killing either to show us as a trophy or just for the pleasure of the hunt. Sometimes they find value in our skins, not surprising as it was one of our great prides. We were blessed as the savannah and ...

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Playing second fiddle......until

Weekly Contest #318

Playing second fiddle…… until?I don’t remember much about my early years except for the fact we seemed to be continually travelling. Even today I can hear the clanking sound of train wheels and the feeling of living in rough surroundings or on couches with my family's relatives and friends. When we finally settled in London my father explained to me this period of his and my mother’s life.“We were Russians living in Vladivostok. I was the first violinist in the city's orchestra. Your mother taught the piano at the city’s university. I was on...

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A police report about a bizzare visit

Weekly Contest #317

A police report about a bizarre visit.Sergeant Paul Barr 1800 hours Wednesday 18/08/24I am writing this report of what I actually observed in a follow up telephone call I received at 10.30 a.m. this morning I answered a distraught phone call from Douglas Feathwell, the resident manager of the apartment building on 76 East 63 Street, Manhattan New York. He requested in forceful and crude language that an officer come immediately to the building as it was in chaos. There was talk of revenge killings. I left immediately and arr...

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How one man change my life

Weekly Contest #315

How one man changed my lifeI looked into the bathroom mirror. Not a pretty sight. I appeared bored, disgruntled, and unhappy. All true. But why? I lived in a flat in what was called a high rise building with my parents and elder sister. The town was situated in a valley surrounded by forests leading to high mountains. My parents were the most boring couple, always arguing and talking about money. Occasionally I saw films and television series showing the definition of respect and love for your partner. This certainly was not the case in our ...

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Crisis in an old peoples home

Weekly Contest #314

Crisis at an old people home I remember it well. It was a miserable day, a strong wind from the north scattering the autumn leaves across the highway. As we drove my parents to an old people's home I noticed a few drops of rain on the wind screen. I could hear my parents talking in whispered voices at the back of the car. Although I could not hear the conversation I did hear the occasional phases like don’t worry we will be all right. The weather reflected my mood. It was a day when my brain was copying the wind with memories and decisions s...

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Wanting a live change

Weekly Contest #313

Wanting a life change When I look back on my early years I lived in the lap of luxury. My parents possessed a well appointed house in Greenwich. My bedroom was a large, airy room filled with toys, books and objects carefully selected and approved by my mother. I was an only child. I often thought I would have loved a brother or sister to play with. I occasionally asked my mother if she was going to give me a playmate. Her reply was always the same. The responsibility of one child is enough. I was the center of their attention and in those ...

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