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Submitted to Contest #96
The knock at the door startled my aunt, causing her to prick her finger with the needle she was threading through a torn sheet. "Dash it!" she exclaimed under breath. "Would you please answer the door, Adeline, while I put on the tea? Whoever it is must have come a long way!" I started to do as I was told, but the face hiding behind the door when I opened it shocked me. It was the richest man in the closest town, Farenlou. Darrel White; known for his immensely successful career as a lawyer. He had fought in cases all over the country! "Well ...
Submitted to Contest #65
I trembled like leaf as Madison questioned me, insisting upon knowing why I wouldn't be at Sarah Gray's party Halloween night. I tried to be cool and shrugged, saying I just couldn't make it. "Oh, come on, Chelsea," she responded, "Your parents haven't ever minded you going to parties. You were going to high school parties in 6th grade!" She shouted, clearly getting angry. "I know, I know. It's just..." I trailed off. What could I possibly say to make her accept that I wouldn't be coming. "If I told you, you wouldn't believe me," I told her,...
Submitted to Contest #51
I gazed up at the deep blue tapestry above, dotted with holes filled with the most beautiful spoonfuls of light. Who poked those holes? Who filled them with the dripping light? There were so many questions to ask, so many things to figure out. Who painted the sky in the day, and blew the clouds across the horizon? So many questions. Lastly, why did I leave Him? "Mommy!" A cry came from the kitchen. I rushed in to see my youngest daughter, Elaine, propping the bowl of dry ingredient for the brownies above her head against the counter, tryin...
Submitted to Contest #50
For years and years, I've been planted in this sprawling yard, watching couple after couple move in and out of this wonderful, towering house. I've learned much, forgotten little. One thing I thought I would never know, however, is the joy of little children swinging from my branches, sitting in my shade, and venturing to my tallest leaves. I had given up all hope of ever seeing a child smile up at my tall bark and frown at my staying here when they must leave. Until one day, this hope was reignited by the sound of little laughter, joined in...
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