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Weekly Contest #45
“Silence!” Screamed the judge pounding his hammer.The hum in the courtroom died down to pin-drop silence. “He killed my baby. He killed my seven-year-old grand baby, my lord… an innocent child… That police officer…” A piercing voice shrilled. The elderly Black lady on the podium in salt and pepper curls screamed at the top of her lungs pointing to a police officer. The tall, blond officer in uniform, Anthony Winker, looked at the judge, then to the audience in the courtroom.“Your police shot my baby, sir. He tells lies......
Weekly Contest #40
Light entered only through the kitchen window in that dingy New York apartment. The rest was like a dark cave. Shila spent most of her days in front of the sink, beneath that window doing dishes. She couldn’t trust the portable dishwasher that came with this apartment; not because it made an awful noise but as soon as she plugged it one day, it started gushing suds and foam like a dying animal.Shila didn’t dare to call her husband at work. She looked out the window. No one was there. “What a lonely place without a single frien...
Weekly Contest #39
“Nisha, come. Look at the sky.” Alan called from the veranda looking up. What was Alan doing in that freezing cold? “I am scared of the dark.” I screamed and flicked the light switch. "Come inside, Alan." “Why? What are you so afraid of, Nisha?” Allan came closer. “Worries. They take advantage of the darkness. They creep up on me like bugs, like a line of ants. Black ants with huge eyes.” With a pause I added, “Like the eyes of my boss. Droopy huge eyes hovering on me show...
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