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Weekly Contest #97
It was night, and Dave Winston was in his bedroom, an opulent room inspired by the French Baroque. The large and luxurious four-poster bed was red with gold curtains and there were a comfortable padded couch in the same style, with red upholstered and the wood lined by gold, that stayed in front of the fireplace. Dave was there too, in front of the fireplace, however not on the couch, but in a wheelchair. He left and rode until the window, a vertical and white glass window, long, large and nearby the ground enough to a person pass through it...
Weekly Contest #96
Day 1 Diary, It’s been a long time since I wrote to you. Don’t blame me. Things will change now. Don’t expect a lot from me, you know my discipline to diary is inconstant. But I’ll try to write some days. Reason? Today was weird, and I’m pretty sure the next days are going to be weird too. The morning and afternoon were normal. I wake up early, took a shower, had breakfast (just bread with butter and coffee) and began my routine of reading. I started with the Bible, like always, and prayed. Usually, it takes one hour. Today it took a litt...
Weekly Contest #92
It was a sunny morning, at 6 a.m. The golden sunshine penetrated the hospital’s room by the windows, revealing a little dust in the air. “It’s a girl”, said the doctor. The newlywed couple had decided to know the child’s sex in the moment of the birth. Now, the mother picked up her baby, who cried out loud, and she shook the baby’s arms slightly, laughing and crying at the same time. Her husband, next to her, put his hand in her shoulder, caressing the baby’s face with all love of the world. They were sure they were the happiest people who w...
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