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Submitted to Contest #247
As the final school bell rang, Celeste sprouted up from her seat. Excitement ran its course through her veins, and she couldn’t contain the eager expression on her face as she headed out of her biology class. God, I hate that class, she always thought when she was in the clear to think such a thing. Ms. Smith was evil, according to Celeste and the rest of her grade, and her lack of mind reading powers had yet to be proven. She couldn’t help but stress over the test they just wrote, the test she likely failed. She had studied what she thought...
Submitted to Contest #243
He couldn’t open his eyes. Despite his currently unknown circumstances, he didn’t have it in himself to be brave enough to have a look. He couldn’t think, his head pounding at a level that could only be described as other-worldly. He wondered whether others felt like this, the way he had felt for so many years. Can this even be considered something new? He merely considered it a more profound experience, a more mature extremity of his anguish. He concluded that no, it was worse, because normally his legs wouldn’t go numb the way they were ri...
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