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Weekly Contest #98
I worked hard for this exam. All my efforts thrown into the trash. Again. “Adeola, let’s go,” Mariah said, tapping me. She stands and backs her little flower bag. Lizzy does the same. Through the iron windows, I could see the gloomy clouds spreading, the icy breeze winding and carrying with it dust. How they could ditch their blazers uniforms to a tank top in this chilly wind is beyond me. “I’m not leaving till it rained.” “No, we should go now so the rain won’t keep us here,” Lizzy said, enunciating each word. “And it would probably...
Weekly Contest #80
*Trigger warning - violence*The frosty drizzles from the gloomy clouds has deprived the night of it's warm, cozy mood and the rain friendly insects have gathered in large numbers in the air.It's inadvisable to move at night especially if one is to take the highways. Nik should have waited till tomorrow, but he has missed his dad so much he loaded his luggage moments after he completed his exams. They ordered him to sit on a spongy grass beside a composed Grandma and he wonders what causes the composure; acceptance of faith or incognizan...
Weekly Contest #79
Liya, after dried tears wrung together her cheek's membrane, sits on her bed and prepares to sing from her songbook. Yesterday’s incident pumped fresh revulsion at Alex into her nerves immediately she wakes up. She should yank him by his neck and hauled him to the middle of the International human hunting festival held by lions in the African forest and listen to his heart bangs like the African drum. She should relax in Los Angeles in her bedroom singing, while his brother's roar for aid from Africa soothes her. Earth defects of not being...
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