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Submitted to Contest #99
The 14th of June 2053 is the day when Clara thought she was going to die. She would cease to be the main character of her own story and would turn into one of those novels that sit in library books gathering dust with no one reading them ever again. Ten years earlier Clara was working a dead-end job which, bit by bit, was being replaced by robots. Working in New York wasn’t all it cracked up to be. Clara grew up on a farm surrounded by plants and animals and she loved it. She won prizes many times at county fairs for her impressive vege...
Submitted to Contest #97
It was all so sudden. Lucy didn’t even get a chance to properly say goodbye to all her closest friends before her parents moved with her to Devon. “You’re 10 years old and you’re a grown up girl so I know that you will understand that sometimes life forces you to make quick decisions. We got a buyer for our house under the condition that we move out almost immediately” - said Lucy’s mum as they were driving to the west country. Lucy loved their old house. It was bright with many flowers in the garden. Lucy often got in troubl...
Submitted to Contest #89
Bang. Poof. Whoosh. Smoke was everywhere. In the midst of all the dust and smoke Alfred was sitting on the floor. He was dirty from the explosion and his pointy hat was lying next to him. “I guess that didn’t work. Can’t even remember what I was doing” said Alfred to himself. Years of alchemy practice didn’t seem to work their wonders this time... Alfred was an alchemist by choice - choice of his parents of course. The name had “al” in it hence it was destined for Alfred to become an alchemist. He often daydreamed thinking if only he...
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