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Weekly Contest #88
Under the deep sand in the Galapagos Islands, there were 123 tiny tortoise eggs that were stolen. One by one, the tiny tortoises were each put in a baggie and then in a stiff, leather suitcase, with barely there lining. "Where are we going?" Charlotte asked as she peeked her head out of her shell. "I don't know, but I don't like it, not one bit!" Dom complained. "I liked it there in the sand, it was nice and comfy." Mona was a little perturbed but she tried her best not to show it too much. “What happened? Where are we?” Tony wanted to...
Weekly Contest #78
It's now 2068, and the Engineering committee has decided to create an invention show with the upcoming technology. The Droids and robots took over as soon as World War III was over. Biological Warfare does that to this planet we now call home. Not that many humans are left though. I guess the Government figured out they didn’t really need humans so much so they just had engineers build all these robots.Most of the humans in my neighborhood had been either drafted or forced to go to the war, but I was too young according to their “standards” ...
Weekly Contest #73
"Come," she wrote me in a text. "You'll have fun." Mary was always trying me to get to play, it had been many years since I had picked up my drum sticks.Of course, I had heard so much about this crazy house in Cambridge, the house where all these musicians and creative types would get together and party and play music.What the heck would I even wear? I looked through my drab wardrobe and realized that I didn't have a pair of decent jeans. I decided to wear my least shredded pair that I owned. I heard that at this party, that no one cared wha...
Weekly Contest #67
Another fine day this be, the storm finally broke last night and now the seas are as calm. Anne Bonny said there be a treasure that no man could find. How e'er as women, may we able to find it in plain sight. Off to Ireland it was then. I put me hair up in me black hat to not be recognized as a woman and me britches on. I kept me small sword in me coat for safety purposes. Me shirt was tied in front with a vest so I could pass as a man once again. I of course had heard about the Dagda's cauldron from the stories the lads used to say o'er a p...
Weekly Contest #29
I squirmed sitting in that awful tattered leather chair as my long legs would barely even fit. The lawyer looked me straight in my eyes as he spoke. "The defendant has been caught stealing from the store red handed by the camera. You all can clearly see the girl going into the store stealing something and putting it her purse. There's been witnesses letting you all know that this girl stole a iPod and then put it into her purse." "I rest my case." The attorney straightened his black and blue bow tie on his white crisp shirt, and then nodded ...
Weekly Contest #27
The train was running a bit late, but that wasn’t anything unusual. A man on the platform sipped his coffee and wrapped his coat jacket around him as the wind was starting to pick up. A young girl with the curly blonde hair and big blue eyes was shy against her tired mother’s feet. “Are you excited for the train to come? It should be here any minute now.” I said with a gentle smile. I could usually get anyone to talk to me. I knew I could be that friendly face that everyone looked for. The person who knew everything, who could say anything ...
Weekly Contest #10
I woke with a start, dang it, it’s already 5:30 am, the baby must have let me sleep. It only took me until 3:00 a.m. to get him to go to sleep. Next thing I know, Precious is up and in the bathroom. Good, I don’t have to wake that girl up. I may have to remind her not to use up all the hot water in the house. Lord knows, living with this many children I have to stay on my toes. I go into the kitchen to start breakfast; Frosted cereal for Brady, Mandy, and Mike. Oatmeal for Louis. Scrambled eggs for Fiona and myself. Baby carrots for Benny. Y...
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