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Submitted to Contest #335
Faint distant click coming from the kitchen lets me know the kettle is done. After making a fresh batch of green herbal tea the steam leaves my face glistening. I inhale the scents, cradling the mug in my hands. Apart from the TV playing the newest series I´m watching, everything feels hollow around me- just as I feel on the inside.It´s been 5 months since I broke up with Nathan, moved out of our apartment and rented out this charming, 2-bedroom bungalow on a rural side of the town. Perfect location for avoiding people with a side of complet...
Submitted to Contest #334
Pearly white and electric blue Christmas lights illuminated the main street, flickering in a slow rhythm. Endless minuscule snowflakes were drifting down the sky making the ground seem like it´s covered with a bright flossy layer of cotton candy. Visibly the time stood still- only a few lonely souls wandering out in the quiet streets, the air lighter this time of year. The magic around Christmas Eve meant a busy night ahead- there’s hard labour behind the curtains.Heavy charcoal tank boots dragged across the ground, massive velvet sacks slun...
Submitted to Contest #318
It was a quiet afternoon. Sam had just signed the lease for a two-bedroom apartment he had found at a reasonable price while searching for rentals. Some furniture remained in the rooms: a proper mattress with a metal bedframe, a brown leather sofa in the living room, and a glass coffee table.The last remaining room had once been used as an office. A wooden computer desk with a couple of drawers sat against the wall. All were empty—except for one. When Sam tried to open it gently, it wouldn’t budge. After a bit more force, the drawer finally ...
Submitted to Contest #317
Woodsbourne should have been a place where life slowed down—a place of quiet streets and friendly faces, the perfect setting for a new chapter. My husband, Matthew, and I had been searching for a home in a small rural town when we stumbled across it: a charming bungalow on the edge of the suburbs, its back garden spilling into a forest that stretched for miles. It felt too perfect to pass up.I was nearly finished unpacking, fluffing the sofa pillows in the living room, when the doorbell rang. At the door stood a middle-aged woman in a patter...
Submitted to Contest #316
It has been weeks since the news broke in town about the missing 26- year old Ben Hoffmann. He was heading home from a local bar, but never got home, according to his girlfriend Macey Brook. Police don´t have much to go on and the case is getting colder by the day. Now it´s far too late for me to say something, without facing some serious consequences- who would ever believe me? So I have to carry on and keep my mouth shut until my last breath- I know exactly where Ben is since I´m the one who killed him. Rewinding back to the night it all h...
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