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F. Mint

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Sandy and the art museum

F. Mint

Submitted to Contest #265

Sandy had made himself a den that the sunlight couldn't reach. He filled it with an old projector, a DVD player, and the old DVDs from his parents' youth, which still worked and gave him a feeling of connectedness with the world.The whole enterprise was quaint—old films, old technology, staring at moving pictures on a wall. Not just Disney, but also old classics like Fawlty Towers, Allo 'Allo, and other politically incorrect shows. He wasn't bothered about political correctness. He wouldn't have known what quaint was, in his 10 years of life...

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The evil eyes

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[religion described in a negative light - mild level bullying]Monday: Maria’s hands were never idle. Myriam, her granddaughter, got up and started sniffing around in the kitchen. “Would you like some breakfast? I’ve baked some biscuits” Maria asked. Myriam gave her a tired smile. “Nana, why don’t you sleep at night, instead of baking? You know I’m just as happy with store bought biscuits?”“Myriam, I know you like the biscuits and I like baking them, and that’s that!”“Where are mum and dad?”“They’re away for work. To London, this time.”“They ...

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Little red car

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Submitted to Contest #209

Little red car Little red car, where are we going? Remember when we used to pretend you were a racing car - McQueen - and you spoke back to us? We used to drive down to the lake, every morning, past the train station. We used to say hello to Koko and wave at her, before parking the car and walking by the lake, then to the playground with the slides. Koko, of course, was the train in the station. We were always disappointed by how silent she was, never a “chug-chug” back, when we said hello. Many years have past and I’m still driving. Not...

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