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Submitted to Contest #52
You’re sitting in a café, alone in the corner. The sweet aroma of coffee and pastries fills the air. You love the smell and for some odd reason it helps you concentrate on your work better. The café was small and there weren’t many customers that came here this early in the morning which made it the perfect work environment for you. It was supposed to be your day off yet you couldn’t stop work from following you like a lonely ghost in need of attention. Your fingers hurt from typing emails and reports and your eyes were bloodshot from the...
Submitted to Contest #51
The morning and it’s weather was perfect. Everything was the complete opposite of my mood. I stared at the mirror in my bathroom, my hands placed on the sides of the sink. I detested what I saw. Another trick my mind had conjured up to make me feel sick in the stomach. I saw blond hair, blue eyes and a pretty smile staring at me in the reflection. Nausea clawed at my throat and I quickly went and bent over the toilet bowl. I lurched forward as my stomach violently contracted and a gagging sound erupted from my mouth. Nothing came up,...
Stars, they shined so brightly up in the sky. Billions and billions of them. Some in clusters and some further apart but nonetheless they each had a brilliance unlike any other. I couldn’t see such sights from the streets or rooftops of the city. The skies there had always seemed to have hidden the twinkling lights. How long had it been since I visited the countryside? Probably years, many, many long years. The stars seemed to have increased in numbers since I last saw them, much like my graying hairs. Some say that once you die, you...
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