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Weekly Contest #366
"I should have known better." Eleanor McArthur mumbles, aggressively scrubbing the dark red stain smeared across the porcelain white tiles of the bathroom floor. "Mama always did warn me." She continues to mumble to herself, her southern accent clear with every word. "There'll be others, she always said. They can't all be bad, she always said." A hysterical laugh vibrates through her throat, and the movement of her hands turn more frenzied. Tears stream down her cheeks, stinging the scratches and mixing with the red liquid seeping out of the...
Weekly Contest #283
Lincoln Eldridge Lopez."What a man." Liliana sighs dreamily and her twin brother rolls his eyes in contempt. He reaches over to tug at the magazine gripped tightly between her hands and Liliana whines. She struggles for a few seconds before begrudgingly releasing it."Behave." Lorenzo eyes her pointedly and her hands lift into a sign of surrender. "We need to get to father's event before Melanie calls and chastises us." His words carry humor, but they both know how accurate his concerns are. She looks between him and the Magazine of the best ...
Weekly Contest #282
Life, as funny as it sounds, flows in a circle. And I, personally, never liked circles! I'm more of an octagon kind of person.Sally snorts at her own thoughts, but groans when the noise is muffled by the hand that is covering the lower part of her face. It smells of sewerage. Grimy, disgusting and somewhat musty. Familiar. Heart-wrenching, stomach-churning, brain rotting, but familiar. Maybe a little too familiar...His movements are sluggish, as usual. His joints crack with every step and Sally fears he might die on the spot. Although, she i...
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