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Weekly Contest #39
It felt something like a roller coaster, only so much more intense. Months of training may have prepared me to handle this, but there is no feeling on earth that quite illustrated how it would feel to be shot up into outer space. As the G forces eased up and the shaking calmed, we were suddenly weightless. It was not the light-hearted kind of weightlessness you feel walking outside on a sunny spring day. It was more like what you feel the second you find out a loved one has died – like you are floating away from the ground, and there is noth...
Weekly Contest #38
Why did it have to be the toilet? Of all the places in my home that I could have found something fantastical, why did it have to be the toilet? I stood in the bathroom, staring down at the filthy porcelain and wondering if it was really worth it, a part of me wishing I never discovered this oddity. But now that I knew it existed and knew just how much depended on me, it felt almost unfair to even complain. My mind drifted back over th...
I cleared the kitchen table, then gathered what I needed. I strategically arranged my mug of tea, my anthropology binder, my planner, and my pencil bag to create an ideal study space. I opened the blinds and turned on both lamps so I wouldn’t strain my eyes. Once everything was perfect, I perched on the edge of the hard wooden chair and eagerly started my essay.I had just begun when I felt his silky fur brush my bare feet. “Hey, buddy.” I smiled. “Awe.” He meowed. I looked down at the little grey cat who tilted his head and waited for...
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