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Weekly Contest #299
No kid likes packing up their things and moving. Starting at a new school, having to learn where to sit at lunch or remembering which streets you take to walk home at the end of the day. I don’t mind it so much though. I’m looking forward to a fresh start. Dad and I both were. That’s why I didn’t put up much of a fight. Not that he would listen to me if I did. Ten years old are rarely the voice of reason when it comes to arguments with parents. Mom had left us a few years ago before I really understood what that meant. Anytime Dad and I talk...
Weekly Contest #264
“Are we all comfortable with the plan? Hogan, do you have any questions?”“Yes ma’am. No questions.” I reply quickly. Mostly because this meeting has dragged on longer than it should’ve and it’s not like I had a choice in the matter anyway. I’m the newest agent on the team so naturally I do a lot of the bitch work. Which in this case means going to a wedding. A freaking wedding. I think my director thinks I’m going to mess up so she can fire me, but that’s not going to happen. Everyone else on our team follows their orders blindly and does wh...
Weekly Contest #249
“Yes, Mother, I know I’m late. It’s not-” “Not your fault, right? Always on somebody else. You promised you would be on time, just this once, for me.” “You’re right and I’m sorry. I should’ve been on the road already. But, the roads look pretty clear so I’ll be there before you know it. Shouldn’t take longer than an hour, hour and a half max. Save me a plate?” Her pause tells me that I’ve won the argument. Until I get home at least and get another lecture about time management and the importance of family. It’s really not my fault. I have a ...
Weekly Contest #248
Everyone told me I’d regret it. The way I reeled in woman after woman. Using each one for as long as I needed to get what I want before abandoning them. Heartbroken, confused, madly in love with me. Maybe it’s in my nature. Maybe I’m just a douchebag. My mother insisted that I remain pure until I find my person. My soulmate. I’m 35 years old. Human men have a hard time practicing abstinence that long, nevermind, men like me. Men with superhuman needs and desires. And my mother knows this. While she doesn’t look a day over 40, her real age ap...
Weekly Contest #246
Jules always ran ahead. Like walking, even at a fast paced, was a catastrophic delay to wherever she was going. Especially when it came to the playground. Dramatic my girl is, but hey she didn’t get it from me. Jules has already gone down the slide twice by the time I step onto the wood chips. The playground isn’t too big, so I’ve never had to worry about her going anywhere if I’m further behind. Kids will keep you on your toes far beyond their years as a teenager and I expect no less from Jules. As more kids start to invade the jungle gym, ...
Weekly Contest #244
Blood is thicker than water, they say. Meaning that the bond of family is stronger than any other relationship you have in your life. Whether that be a marriage, or a 20-year friendship is irrelevant. Still, a pretty intense phrase. As if the moment you pop out of the womb, every person you’re related to takes this oath to solemnly and truthfully swear to protect you until their dying breath. In all honesty, when each of my siblings was born, I made that very vow. That no person would hurt them. Till death do us part, if you will. With only ...
Weekly Contest #242
You know when you have that really long, deep sleep where your eyes get crusty by the time you awake. Well, that's what waking up every night for what I call the night shift is like. You’d think being stuck between four thick walls my entire life that I’d be claustrophobic. Fresh air is something I’ve never experienced though the air seems to clear up a bit in the dark with less people around. Nonetheless, I survive. It’s not living but what choice do I have? I’ve never left home. It’s certainly not for the lack of desire. Truthfully, I don’...
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