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Submitted to Contest #30
"Lights out!" the prison guard shouted. I guessed it was 8 o'clock at night. It was that or he fell asleep for sometime. After all, he did look like he just took a nap. Anyway, it was time to go to sleep, but I wasn't tired just yet. And I knew why. I'd been here in prison long enough to realize. You see, I was framed. It was January of 2019 when it all happened. I was in the bank, getting some money to pay for my daughter's soccer camp. Next thing I knew, a person with a blue backpack, just like mine, was running out of a hallway holding a ...
Right about now, I was living my childhood dream;binge watching a show while writing a story and eating a bunch of snacks. The best part? No man, one cat. Also, please don't judge me. My eleven-year-old self was living in the moment. I wasn't thinking about who I wanted to be in ten years quite a lot. As lazy as it might sound, doing all of this with my cat Lila at my side was perfect. However, this comfort had to end, as I had to wait tables at Denny's Diner the next morning. This job was bland, but it provided for Lila and I. So, I brushed...
Submitted to Contest #29
"No, you can't come to school with me. I'll get in trouble." This is what I had to tell my best friend, Boone, right to his face the day after winter break. Of course, I only talked to him because I didn't feel so lonely talking to him. He wouldn't understand me."Ooh-ee-a-a!" He chanted back with his high-pitched voice. I rubbed the brown fur on his head and replied, "Sorry, bud." I gave him a banana to try to cheer him up. Also, yes. My best friend Boone was a monkey. Do you now get why the heck I can't bring him to school? I would get in t...
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