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Submitted to Contest #94
He, understandably, doesn’t look like a gentle person. He got physique like the athlete he is—the rising star of the volleyball team—he looks like he can punch a man bloody without breaking any sweat. Tall and domineering, with a certain aura that screams powerful surrounding him. He never really seems to understand how intimidating he is and he never find any reason to communicate—he doesn’t really like those meaningless banters. He never finds the need to be with someone, despite countless courtship from both men and women. He doesn’t...
Submitted to Contest #93
I read somewhere that the words we say and the emotions we felt are real when it’s three in the morning. Which is why I am terrified when I am helping Cassie clean up after a party. I feel like I could crumble if she mentions anything remotely sensitive and that I would burst into a mess if she pushed the right buttons. I stiffen up when Cassie traces her fingers on this old piano we used to play with when we were young, and I remember thinking about how slender and pretty her fingers were. Cassie is my best friend of eight years; she is som...
It has been days since I last checked my phone. I haven’t felt anything in a while and it is hard for me to connect with people as I don’t feel like I belong in a crowded place. I just feel fidgety and nervous that I might make a wrong move. So, when Meg—short for Megan called and asked if I wanted to have a little get together, which she often can’t differentiate from the word party, I reluctantly agreed. I needed distraction, and while I am nervous of interacting with people because I have not been out in a long time, a party might provide...
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