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Weekly Contest #97
It is out there now, as it has been for many nights before. I spotted it as I stared out the window again tonight, and so I am writing this in the hopes that if you should read this, you will do what I should have done. If you suddenly wake up at night, do not look out the window. You will feel drawn to, your dog might be staring out, growling, or barking and you might think it is just some harmless creature of the night, such as a fox or bear and you decide it would be a perfect chance to catch sight of these often-elusive creatures of natu...
Weekly Contest #95
The sound of coughing was heavy when Jacob became conscious to the world around him. Rising from the ground, rubbing his temples in discomfort Jacob felt like he had just gone twenty rounds with The Mountain in a wrestling ring. "Ugh, I've got a headache this big." Jacob said to himself, rubbing the sides of his head with both hands as he tried to get an idea of his surroundings. Nothing, absolutely nothing. Just a white empty space. Jacob stood quickly and glanced about, "Hello! Anyone!?!" Jacob shouted, as he felt himself start to panic...
Weekly Contest #71
David watched as the cookies baked in the oven, the mushy dough slowly cooking into a delicious mixture of sugary, chocolate melted goodness. If he was right, this batch would be the one. But as he lifted his gaze up from the oven to the mess of his kitchen top; he sighed in resignation of another failure. Please. Let this be the right one. It has to be! The slow pound of a headache beginning to form, made David rub at his head and head to the fridge. He needed a drink, and a cold beer might be what he needed. After getting his beer, D...
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