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"Mate?" Lightly calls out from thirty feet away."Yeah buddy?" I call back."There's a wave! A big one! Do you want it?" Lightly asks."Are you sure?" I ask, unable to help the smile due to his generosity."I'm tired! Go for it Juke," he calls back. I turn my head to find this incredible wave forming behind us both. It’s massive. Intimidating even. I turn and paddle with all my might, the water warm, the sun blazing. I turn my head one last time and see Lightly on his board with his feet dangling off it. He waves to me and holds his left hand in...
Weekly Contest #257
"I am not going," she yells. "Yes, you are," he yells back. "It's Michael's funeral." Ten days ago, was the day of the Summer City Festival mass shooting. Ten people were killed including Michael Bridge Langley. He was a brother, and a husband, and a fireman who used his body as a human shield before succumbing to his wounds. "Michael would understand," Michael's wife argues. "I am not doing this alone," Michael's brother finally pleads. "Our parents are dead. I am burying my little brother. Please? As my sister and the only family that I ha...
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An Apology for an ApologyWritten by Eliani J. SanchezWARNING: This short story is centered around the impending loss of a child. Please read at your discretion. If you need to speak to someone, I encourage you to call 988 for the Suicide & Crisis Lifeline. Prom“We have to talk about it!” Fisher nearly shouts, in my ear, over the music. “No, we don’t!” I argue, looking around ensuring that no one else is paying attention to us. ...
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