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Submitted to Contest #47
It was seven in the morning and you were sitting perched on your leather couch with an unopened pack of potato chips and coke; an excellent combination. You rubbed your eyes and stretched your arms as you yawned. It was a cold wintry weekday, and you didn't have to worry about the school work. As you didn't have much else to do, you clicked the television open and started browsing through YouTube. You opened the pack of chips and started munching on them. It was all very well until the television screen turned pitch black. You frowned and ba...
Submitted to Contest #46
It was past midnight. Eileen Anthony was sitting perched on her comfortable velvety armchair in her dark gloomy office as she been scolded into working overtime for the fourth time this week. She slurped her latte and stained the lid with bright red lipstick marks that like the weather had turned ice cold. Crickets were chirping in a rhythm and the navy-blue curtains in Eileen's office were flapping as wind swooshed past them. Eileen had been a writer for most of her life but never had she experienced such an intense writer's block. Crumpled...
Submitted to Contest #44
With tears in her exuberant eyes and an unopened letter in her trembling hands, Emma Andrew strolled the street side with her magnificent silvery hair whipping her face. The cold breeze felt like needles against her clear porcelain skin. There was a raging battle inside her mind...clustered feelings. Somehow the weather excellently depicted how she felt at the moment. She was numb with a sense of loss engulfing her body, making it hectic for her to breathe. Her heart ached with pain.After a surprisingly long stroll, she found a bench that co...
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