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Submitted to Contest #56
To say that the day had not got off to the greatest of starts would be an understatement. It was my first day in my new job and I was already running late. Of all the mornings for my car to explode this was the one it had to choose to do it on. I rummaged around for the address in the pockets of my newly acquired trousers. It was amazing how much you could fit into these things. They were like Mary Poppins’ bag, the deeper you seemed to go the more you would find. I was fresh out of school. Not the one that my parents had wished and drea...
Submitted to Contest #54
I had been sat on the bench for the last ten minutes taking in the sites and sounds. I was a people watcher; I loved to look at someone, imagine who they were or was and give them a back story to go along with it. I had always found myself doing it. Sometimes I found myself staring a little too long and ended up getting some funny looks in return. Wouldn’t like to think what back story I was being given!I screwed the lid off my new shiny metal flask and poured myself another cup of Nescafe Gold Blend. I missed my usual long black coffee with...
Submitted to Contest #53
Boxes littered the living room floor and for as far as you could see. I pulled one down from the stack that had built up. If truth be told I had started to build a fort. Childish yes, I know, but I had needed something to entertain myself…. maybe this was why she was leaving.I sat myself down upon it to watch the news report. With most of the furniture having already gone. My sister’s words rang out in my head “Look on the Brightside bro things can’t get any worse!” Oh, but they can I thought and just had. The reporters message rang out that...
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