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Submitted to Contest #91
“I got you Mrs. Baker, no problem!” Julie shouted at her boss, stacking up books onto her cart. The public library of Northern Wisconsin was closing. Typically Mrs. Baker stays with Julie as they clean up for the day, but she got a call from her son frantically asking her to come home. Mrs. Baker asked if Julie was alright to close up by herself tonight. Mrs. Baker smiled, grabbing her things. “I knew I could count on you. The keys are on the counter to lock up. I’ll see you tomorrow Julie!” The door slammed and Julie listened as her c...
Submitted to Contest #63
“Oh come on Claire! It’s not that big of a deal!” Maddie shouted at her girlfriend who was currently strutting away from her into the collection of apple trees. “I’m sorry!” Claire held in her hand a basket which was made from straw and kept pricking at her fingers. She kept shifting it, trying to find a more comfortable way to hold it. She didn’t want to come today, but she couldn’t get a refund on the trip. She didn’t think Maddie would show up as well, after their arg...
Submitted to Contest #62
My hands were vibrating, every inch of my skin tingled as I walked past the podium. I could feel eyes staring into the back of my head. I knew she was trying to burn holes through my skull. Her glare wasn’t even the scariest thing about that moment. I turned to my left to be met with hundreds of people, gleaming at me. My mother was sobbing into her hand, holding onto my dad. The lady in front of me was smiling from ear to ear. Her hair was a dark green, trailing behind her shoulders so I didn’t know how long it was. Her entire outfit was bl...
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