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Weekly Contest #90
She stared at the crowd. Bustling and shoving, everyone had their own life. Here she stood, or sat, every day, waiting. And waiting. And waiting.Waiting for who, or what, no-one knows. Many see her everyday asthey pass, but none speak.That day, as she sat on an old bench, an officer approached her.He was new and had seen her sit there for the past month, before leaving to whoknows where. She never got on the train."Miss, what are you doing ?" he asked. He wore aclassic blue uniform and had black hair and eyes."I am waiting." she replied in w...
Weekly Contest #89
"It's been a month. A month . . . since she-" Ju choked on her words, unable to finish. "I know." Bonny said. "Bon-Bon, do you think we'll be ok ?" Ju asked, but she didn't want an answer. She looked up at her older sister. "Of course we will! Don't think like that, June-bug." But Bonny looked like even she didn’t believe her words. "Let's not keep the boys waiting, hmm ?" Bonny was quick to change the subject - not that Ju minded. She nodded. "What about Li Lu ?" Li Lu was the youngest member of the Junior family. "She needs her ...
Weekly Contest #88
I stared into the man’s eyes. “Yes,” I said, handing over my crown. It is possibly the most valuable thing in the whole kingdom. But in my eyes, it's priceless. Or was. I took a deep breath. "Are you sure you want this, Princess Moon ?" the man asked. I took in his dull brown clothes and poor health, realizing for the first time, that this might be a fraud. But I trusted him. Even though the man was a prisoner, an old one, he seemed like someone I could trust. Even though people called him crazy - the guards, the prisoners... Could I ...
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