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Submitted to Contest #336
Scene 1: The Moment of Truth *She’s sitting on the floor, stomach twisting, test hidden behind her back. He notices.* Him: Baby… why you sitting on the floor? Your stomach hurting again? Her: Yeah… my stomach’s acting up. *She quickly hides the test behind her back, on top of her underwear, trying to act casual.* Him: We should get you checked out. Now. Her: I know… it happens every day. Him: Do you need anything? Her: Water… cold, if we have any. *He leaves and returns moments later with a glass of water.* Him: Anything else? Her: No. Him: ...
I’m sitting here, just minding my business, doing my usual night shift routine. You know the deal sitting in the booth, half-watching YouTube on my phone while keeping an eye on the property. The quiet hum of the fluorescent lights above me and the occasional shuffle of my chair were the only things filling the silence. It’s peaceful in a way, like the world outside doesn’t even exist. I’m halfway through a video, trying to relax after a long day, when it happens. **“AY YO BRA!”** The shout shatters the quiet like a gunshot in a library. It’...
Submitted to Contest #334
Sierra and Brent had been looking forward to their camping trip for weeks. The weekend was supposed to be a relaxing getaway just them, the woods, and a few days away from the noise of everyday life. But as they made their final stop at the grocery store to grab a few last minute supplies, the air seemed thick with an uneasy tension. At the checkout, a soft exchange between a customer and the cashier caught their attention. “Camp Netherlethe,” the cashier murmured quietly as he bagged their items. Sierra glanced at Brent, both of them feelin...
Submitted to Contest #332
The day had been smooth too smooth, almost suspiciously so. Good gym session. Good food. Good nap. Easy shift. But good days didn’t mean much to Darnell anymore. Not when every night, when things got quiet, something else was waiting for him. Something heavy. Something gnawing. Sports betting had started as fun. A small thrill. A hobby he shared with friends. But over time, it became his thing his escape, his little mission to “make something shake.” A few dollars here. A small parlay there. Nothing serious. Not at first. He even got good at...
Submitted to Contest #331
Just before midnight, at 11:59 p.m. a young couple Marissa and Jalen Holt finally climb into bed after their first exhausting week in their new home. Their property sits on a rural stretch of land with fifteen acres of empty woodland on both sides. No neighbors. No traffic. No noise. It had seemed peaceful when they bought it, the perfect escape from the city. But at night, that silence feels heavier, more watchful. They pull the blanket over themselves, exchanging one last tired smile. The house creaks in that unfamiliar way new houses do, ...
Submitted to Contest #291
Aiden had always been drawn to silence. As a child, he cherished the quiet moments after his family went to sleep 8 hours of solitude that allowed his thoughts to roam free without any interruptions. But as he grew older, this preference for stillness deepened into something far more darker than expected. It wasn't just peace he sought anymore. It was nothingness. At first the addiction to silence seemed harmless. He moved to a small apartment on the outskirts of the city, far away from the noise of traffic and chatter. The soft hum of the r...
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