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Weekly Contest #228
The first day I met Mrs. O Shea, I thought the sun rose and set in her classroom. She played Beethoven's Ode to Joy, on an old record player, for our grade three class, and it delighted me. It was a variation on the classical piece; now turned into a folk hymn, with lyrics, gentle guitar arpeggios, and vocal harmonies. I had never heard anything so lovely. She was speaking my language. The language of Music, with a capital M. I thought I was in heaven, and I loved her for it. If only the rest of the school year could have continued in t...
Weekly Contest #162
"Happy Birthday Roger!" Maybell said gleefully, as she spread out the white blanket, over the soft green grass; a perfect makeshift tablecloth. She knelt down at one corner of the fabric and began to unpack her picnic basket. Today she had used the “special one” she had found at the Bucks Five and Dime store. As a new wife, she could always find whatever she needed there for an affordable price of course."I hope you still like egg salad" she said with a bright smile."I know grilled cheese is your favorite, but no one mak...
Weekly Contest #161
The shovel made a sickening thud, as it came into contact with flesh. Daniel gagged at the odor of death and reeled backwards. You'd think he would be used to the smell by now. He covered his mouth and nose with his thick, homespun winter scarf, but nothing could keep out that stench. Damn, but it permeated everything! Maybe you never got used to it, he thought, but then maybe you weren’t supposed to? His father would say that was just his moral compass kicking in, good and strong, as it ought to be. Lately though, he wasn’t sure i...
Weekly Contest #160
The endless drought continued. It had been over 900 years, without a drop of rain on planet Earth. The thirsty land was cracked and dry as far as the eye could see. It sucked up the heat of the sun and regurgitated it back into the air, which was as dry as tinder. All vegetation had been incinerated years ago. Mathew Bishop's lungs burned, as he breathed in the super heated air. That was the cue to replace the H20 tanks from the artificial atmosphere machine. Otherwise known as the AAM. The AAM, modified the air in t...
Weekly Contest #159
The decision was hard, but it wasn’t that hard right? Cherry berated herself. A carton of milk or a pack of cigarettes? So what, if her boyfriend Dave wasn’t answering his phone, and she hadn't heard from him in over a month. So what, if she really wanted that puff of smoke for comfort. So what if it was killing her. You couldn’t eat a cigarette. Well, you could, but…gross. She giggled a little at the thought. She had given up that bad habit, right? Her stomach rumbled and she almost felt sick with the force of ...
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