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Weekly Contest #131
May 12/ 2021 Dear Pinky, Earlier today I saw that you left your wallet on the bus, so I’m bringing returning it. I also borrowed some cash, consider it payment for my good deeds. You're welcome. Your hero, Cody. M Dear Moron, For one, how dare you call me Pinky? That whole incident was your fault if I remember correctly. The name is Judy …J.U.D.Y… it’s not hard to spell. Second, though I am grateful to have my wallet back, I’m not very impressed about the obvious signs of it having been forcefully shoved into my locker, and what gives ...
Weekly Contest #123
Nervous eyes stared back at him. One hand on both ends of the sink, clutching the sides tightly. His tie swung crookedly as he ducked his head away from the mirror, trying to collect his thoughts into one coherent sentence. He didn’t fail to notice the bead of sweat running down his forehead, He grabbed a paper tower and dabbed it away. “C,mon Peter.” He said to himself, backing up one step away from the sink. “Just…think of something..think of something better..” He bunched up the paper and took a deep breath. “Marilyn..” he stared down t...
Weekly Contest #113
They say when you dream, you can’t tell the time. That isn’t true. I know exactly what time it is. I know when to run across the purple clouds, when to chase the leaping lizards, and when to listen for the chimes of morning. I know when the dream starts, and when it’s about to end. I can tell when a minute passed, or even an hour. My sense of time has never been broken. No…What you really can’t tell is why you're allowed to dream. What many call “reality” is a place where I work part time behind a desk. Answering calls just to be yelled a...
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