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Submitted to Contest #83
The first week, Mother bargained day and night. The second week, Father argued with Mother and bargained with her. The third week, Mother left the world. Because of... something. Something that I didn’t even know about. I think it was from pure exhaustion. Father thinks it was his fault. He thinks it was because he argued with her too much. And something else. The fourth week, he deteriorated into a state of... horribleness, I don’t know how to describe it. Sometimes he’s okay, other times refusing to eat or drink anything, and mutteri...
Tessa giggled with delight as the foamy waves of the ocean on the beach tickled her toes and covered the pearly white sand for a moment before sliding back down to the depths of the water. She loved it here. Things washed up on the shore normally, letting her find things that still worked; a few bands made of elastic, some half dried drawing sticks with different flowy colours, some with black in the centre. Pieces of cloth you could wear after you dried them, some round bouncy things. She didn’t knew what they were called, having almost no ...
Submitted to Contest #81
Surveying the table, Resa looks at me with an piercing stare.”Are you sure about this? I really think it would be better if you went out for this,” she argued once again. “And you know my little house can’t have many people in it, Alex.” Resa huffed.I snorted. “How can five people, you and me included, count as ’many people’? Look at the - they’ve got six children in the house and their two grandparents, and their home is only a little larger! Plus, it’s the middle of winter, Resa...” I countered.Now it was her turn to laugh. “A little?” She...
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