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Submitted to Contest #13
It was just like any other Saturday. I woke up without my alarm pestering me, which was always a lovely feeling. I got up but didn’t bother to get dressed since I had slept in my regular clothes. I had been so exhausted from work last night that I came in and immediately went upstairs and collapsed on my bed. I fell asleep within minutes, and I didn’t even have a chance to think about whether I should change out of my work uniform. I wondered if I would look weird going out in my uniform but I smiled at myself. My mum always told me not to c...
Submitted to Contest #2
I looked at myself in the mirror, frowning. I liked the outfit I’d picked out, I would wear it every day if I could but it mattered more about what other people thought. What would they say if they saw a “boy” walking around with a dress and heels on? I would surely get beaten up or at least get weird looks from strangers. Thankfully, the past few times I had gone out dressed like this was with a group of friends. An old lady glared at me but my friends stood up for me and I was thankful for that. But today was a weekday and all my frie...
Submitted to Contest #1
Julie sat with Alan - her boyfriend - on the sofa. The only reason they had been able to sit down was that Alan had thrown all “the crap” onto the floor. Julie had tutted when he said that.“Good thing Will wasn’t here to hear that.”“He’s almost 12, Julie. I’m pretty sure he’s picked up even worse words from school.”Julie shrugged. She highly doubted that. As far as she knew, Will didn’t talk to anyone at school. He was an only child and he didn’t have any friends, that she was aware of. She always knew he was quiet and he preferred to read a...
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