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Submitted to Contest #53
My heart was racing as we pulled into the driveway of my home. My old home, that is. I still technically owned it, but ever since the accident, I haven’t gone back till now. My kids were all fast asleep, their mouths hanging open and their noses pointed up towards the ceiling. I took a deep breath, recollecting my thoughts. Everything was exactly the same. The cottage was tucked away deep in the woods. There was nothing else around it, except for the pastures and mysterious forest gardens that surrounded it. The sunlight peeked ...
Submitted to Contest #52
I thought he was dead, but there he is, right in front of me on the street, smiling at me. 6 months ago I didn’t realize how beautiful it was outside. My anger faded away as Owen smiled at me, his blue eyes crinkling at the edges. The snow covered the ground like a soft, white blanket. It was so smooth and perfect, I almost didn’t want to ruin more of it. My twin brother, on the other hand, had a different idea in mind. He took me by the hand and dragged me along, running and squealing with joy. We walked over to the lake that was j...
Submitted to Contest #51
Looking at Paris underneath the stars, I could see how it was the city of love. It was as if this spot- the small, wooden bench sitting in front of Boulangerie Utopie, was the portal to a mystical wonderland. The aroma of bread and pastries filled the air, and the bustling of the crowd felt almost distant, as if I were invisible to every passerby. The street was glowing with a golden aura from the lamps that illuminated the night. The skies were clear, dusted by an infinite collection of constellations, with a full moon hanging overhead.&nbs...
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