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“Calm waters, darling,” My mom whispered. “Keep your voice steady, and the waters calm.” “No, don’t do this. I’m not ready. Wake up, please, please, wake up.” I begged her. My mother, my hero, was lying in the bed with almost no chance of making it, but I was praying she would despite all that. She gives me a soft smile and closes her eyes, “You’re up, Lyra.” She said as the life fades from her. I wipe the tears from my face and stand up. The time for grieving was later. There was a battle to be fought, and I was the only one in our family...
Weekly Contest #102
One person left. One more interview, and I’m done. Of course, it’s the most difficult one that’s left. You know how people tell you to do the hardest stuff first to get it out of the way? Well, it’s great advice. It also happens to be advice that I didn’t take. I have interviewed nearly every person in this town. From the old, sweet, librarian who honestly just wanted to help you out, to the short and grumpy guy who only wanted the best for people who owned the pawn shop, to the high school kid who worked as a cashier at the supermarket, to...
Weekly Contest #99
The best memories are the ones that even after you’ve forgotten the exact events, you still know exactly how they changed you. How they hurt you. Or how you hurt them. The memory is still a burden on your shoulders, regardless of how long ago it happened. It doesn’t have to be a burden. Not all the time. It can bring you a small sense of joy whenever your mind drifts to that time, maybe an escape if you need it. Sometimes people do. It’s easy, and it makes day to day life bearable. I still remember what it felt like to kiss her in the rain...
Weekly Contest #96
“Who are you?” A girl with blonde hair and glasses asked me. She was wearing a striped skirt, and she wasn’t someone I recognized. “I’m Erin. Who’re you?” I asked her. “I haven’t seen you before.” “I’m Maeve. I moved here last month,” She replied. “I used to live in Boston.” I smiled. “I’ve been to Boston before.” “Really?” She asked, her face brightening. “Yeah, but we just drove through it to pick my cousin up from the airport.” “Oh.” “Yeah.” “Do you want to be friends?” I offered. “Yeah!” Maeve replied. “Do you like mermaids? I l...
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