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Submitted to Contest #128
“The way to man’s heart is through a cup of tea” - anonymousThe sun glared down at Aaron and Tommy, who stood in the midst of tufts of unkempt grass, whispering. Their eyes held a glint of mischief, as the heat beat down on them. Their gestures were big, and their smiles even bigger. They looked and acted like kings, kings who owned the backyard at least, and I was curious. Curious to their minds, which often brought them trouble. They were often confined to the backyard by my parent’s or Tommy’s because of the incident last summer when they...
Submitted to Contest #110
Aladdin. The one movie I've watched more than I care to admit. It's just that I find something about that movie so appealing. Three wishes? Like, three wishes! Aladdin has three wishes, and every time I watch that movie it blows my mind that he uses the wishes the way he uses them. He uses them, if I might say, selfishly. If I had a Genie lamp I'd wish for world peace or something, and I know this sounds strange, but it makes me real sad that I even have to wish for that.The world is moving around me, and the "new world" seems to offer a goo...
Submitted to Contest #105
Smoke curled from my fingertips, enveloping me in a fog. I held myself against a wall, and felt for my dagger. I was ready to murder. A man passed me slowly, and to him I was all but invisible. Brushing his ginger hair out of his eyes, he laid a briefcase in the middle of the empty courtyard. It felt a waste to kill such a pretty man, but I hadn't really been given another option. The man entered a code, and the briefcase unlatched itself, fire erupting from the inside. Ginger Man was mesmerized by the flames, a rookie mistake, and that's wh...
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