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Submitted to Contest #57
To the top of the hill we go, our dead follow in tow, we bury them deep and sing, so their souls remain within, we cry and grieve and scream, to appease the deads dream, the reaper gets his fill, At the top of the hill. Jeremy awoke, startled. A flittering thought in his head and it was gone. Thunder rumbled through the house; wind and rain smacked against the window, as though it was trying to break its way in. Must have woken me up, Jeremy thought. He pulled himself out of bed; eyes glued shut, he stumbled around at first, makin...
Submitted to Contest #56
The knock at the door stunned the room to silence. Hushes echoed around as the voices dissipated and all that was left was the crackling of the fire. Everyone looked at each other with solemn eyes, and they knew what they had to do. Alice ushered the little children into the bathroom. The damp smell indicated the presence of mould, and the little ones tried complaining; desperate to return to the fresher air back in the living room. But Alice gave them a stern look, and they knew to be quiet. Huddled together in the rusted bathtub, Alice cou...
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