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Ida Abbott

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Beach Bum Reunion

Weekly Contest #53

I looked back down at my phone and then returned my gaze to the shack in front of me. This cannot be right, I thought. We rented a six-bedroom beach house, not this one-story dilapidated hut. I rechecked the address and this was the right place, however the picture did not match what I was looking at. Then my phone rang from my long-time friend Tavia. “Hey, I just drove up and…” “Yep, I see you. Drive further down the driveway about 200 yards,” she said. “Are you sure?” I questioned, “It just looks like jungle back there.” “I’m sure, don’...

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Daughter of the Skies

Weekly Contest #51

“When we look up at the stars we see the secrets in the skies that are reflected in the eyes.” What a bunch of crap, I thought. Secrets are only kept by people, not eyes or any celestial bodies. And the stars don’t reflect anything back at us. I know that much. I rolled my eyes and nudged my best friend, Kaiyata James. “Kai, he’s officially lost his mind!” She looked over at me and shook her head. “He’s fantastic,” she exclaimed, “Now shush!” She was always quick to protect her favorite teacher who had made this entire trip possible. Meanwhi...

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Hoping for Bearmill Creek

Weekly Contest #49

I sighed. I leaned my head back against the back of the couch. I stood up, since pacing seemed like a good option to release all my nervous tension. Immediately, as I rose all the other sets of eyes in the room stared me down. Guess I’m gonna haveta stay seated. Slowly I clamored back down to the couch and tried to get comfortable. Because of the circumstances, I knew I never would be, though. I leaned my head on the couch, envisioning the worst. If my name wasn’t called. If my parents threw me out since our dreams were dashed. If thos...

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Travel Friendships

Weekly Contest #43

Walking into yet another travel rental, I was amazed yet again. The apartment I had rented for the next four days was on the top floor of a quiet residential building. I walked straight to the back patio, and gasped. I was overlooking an old monastery. To the right was a quaint courtyard with the sounds of the city in the distance even though just one street over was the main drag.“The monastery is an archaeological site,” the owner of the apartment said as she walked out behind me. “There is an entrance inside a few streets over. There are ...

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