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Weekly Contest #359
Mulbrough street was known for its quiet neighbourhood and peaceful community. A hidden paradise off from the city suburbs that no one could ever refuse. You’d have to be a fool if you didn’t live on Mulbrough Street. Mulbrough Street had even won multiple awards by its city mayor. It had won first place for both its astounding neighbourhood watch and its impeccable community service. But the Street’s most prized possession of course, was when it was nominated as being, ‘The Safest Street,’ in the entire world, an honourable name that the ...
Weekly Contest #168
Winter crept in through the old master’s window. He hadn’t noticed, but soon found out. Sharp needle like frost crisped round the edges of the old stone walls, creating a prison cell, while the old man dreamt of warm fires, and toasting bronze goblets filled with rum, which burnt the tongue with the sweet richness of Spring. The wind howled through the castle window. He hugged the sheets closer to his body. It’s warmth had shielded him all night from the frozen air. If he had the choice, he would of stayed in the comforts of the shee...
Weekly Contest #164
“Where I come from…” His voice deadened. He tried once more. His mouth opened wider than a salmon’s before quickly closing. A nervous pulse rushed through his neck. Ahead of the room, he saw the long rows of school chairs staring at him, as he stood at the centre of their attention. Class had never felt so intense. “Come on, Fionn!” Elizabeth was always the class cheerleader. “We want to know where you’re from.” Mrs. Finagon sternly lowered her skeleton like hand till it was level at her thigh. Silence. Fionn gazed down at hi...
Weekly Contest #157
Chapter 1 A new dawn had welcomed itself into the lonely American state, as it swept through the hazed morning sun, which slowly began to rise from the depths of the pacific. The beauty of the American dream trundled its way into the heart of the Californian state, as the sun’s light kissed the sacred words which read the word of fame; Hollywood. *** Something had woken. Deep within its soul, a sweet bitterness began to grow. It was hungry; it hadn’t been fed in years. *** The two had known each other for some time now, ev...
Weekly Contest #156
“Don’t you remember?” They all stared at Freddie, as he silently slurped the last of his coffee. He knew they’d ask him some day. But he hoped it wasn’t today, or any other day. Before he knew it, he was left scrabbling round his empty mind in search of a missing memory he’d hoped never to repeat itself again. Hopefully, he had left it in the last place he visited; the far corner of his mind. “Oh, you must have remembered it, Fred, it was bigger than last Christmas.” Bernadette had always had a strong memory. It was almost impossible...
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