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The rain is falling in sheets on the front of her Buick. The cars in front of her are blurry blobs in the pouring rain. Damn it. How long would it take to get these windshields fixed? No, more like 'how much'. Her shift at the diner today had been worse than any other, and her car was already busted up enough to have to add windshields to the never ending list of 'Things That Need Repairing But I Don’t Have Money For It'. Gabby leans her head on the front of her steering wheel. Cars honk aggressively around her. The traffic is even...
Submitted to Contest #104
Their names were Zandra and Paulina and they were polar opposites. I sat behind them in Geometry, and it always confused me how they could be best friends, how they managed to get away with being them. I fiddled with my pencil, staring down at the problem in front of me. We were taking another grueling test, and the duo in front of me was making it really hard for me to focus. It was Paulina who was talking, of course. She could have yelled at the teacher’s face and no one would blink an eye. It was just who she was, Miss ...
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Trigger warning: physical violence “This view is really breathtaking.” Nancy spoke from beside her. Rain pelted the large window, but it didn’t obscure the wide view. The wet, rainy, New York before them stood tall, dark buildings stretching up to the gray clouds. Kyra nodded, “Yes, it is.” Kyra took her eyes off of the window for the first time that night, choosing instead to turn back to her best friend. The shadow of the rain reflected over Nancy’s perfectly peachy skin. It cast dark spots over her face, like polka dots....
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