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Submitted to Contest #329
The shattering deafened the space around me, lulling a quiet hum as hardened clay echoed against the tiled floor. The clock's tick scraped like a student humorously dragging their fingernails down the blackboard. I knew precisely which figurine fell from my shelf. It's the law of the Universe, isn't it? Fear something enough, and it’ll happen. I understand I could grapple with a somewhat coherent description that’d make Murphy proud, but in that moment, as I trailed my eyes down to the pieces lying lifelessly, without any sound to remind me ...
Submitted to Contest #261
In 2006, I was told I needed to know how to swim. As a four-year-old, I was scared to death. The only interaction I had back then was when I had to bathe. I stood in my swimming gear, shaking like a Chihuahua, and stared into the depths of a fiery void, beating rhythmic chants for the naïve to leap into. I wrapped my towel tightly around myself, seeing it as a protective layer to prevent harm.I wrapped my towel tighter. It was the only layer of protection I had, providing enough warmth to trick my body into thinking it was safe.Suddenl...
Submitted to Contest #255
It resounded like elephants marching outside her room with a dense smell of materials recklessly thrown together to declare importance to themselves, and she awakes with a shrill to inform any intruder that she’s aware of their presence. But, it would’ve been a dream if someone had entered their home. No, this was far worse than she imagined could happen as her mother rushed through black clouds into her room, urging her to hurry outside.The birds hadn’t begun their morning songs as glass sliced their hands to circulate more air through the ...
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