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Submitted to Contest #219
I find it hard to accept that one friend is dead, and another is paralyzed but that is what a drunk driver does on dark rainy nights. Drunk drivers like Kelly. It is upsetting to me that Kelly barely got a scratch on her and walked away Scott-free. I also find it hard to believe that she was ever my best friend. Kelly and I were hired on the same day July2,1985. I was hired as the new junior editor and Kelly was the new assistant in the ads department at Ingraham's Times. Kelly would say "Meg if Randy wasn't your brother, I would have your...
Submitted to Contest #218
I stood in our new duplex with the smell of rotten eggs flowing from the water faucet. Why does this smell continue to haunt me? I recalled when I was a twenty=nine-year-old chef and happily married with two children, until the smell of rotten eggs ruined my life The smell of rotten eggs brings me back to the time that everything in my life changed. This smell, however, was not rotten eggs at all. It was a smell that was identical to rotten eggs, but you probably have never heard of it. After I tell you my story you might understand where th...
Submitted to Contest #217
My neighbors are aliens. No, not the foreigners from Mexico or Germany but from somewhere else. Somewhere that we've never been. The Gordon family moved in next door in my junior year of college. I think I was twenty-three then. Tommy and I went over to see if we could lend a hand. That was the first time that I met Carla. Being fresh off of a break-up I didn.t believe in love at first sight until that very moment. She was a natural beauty with thick auburn hair, mesmerizing eyes and a laugh that was contagious. As we unloaded the U-Haul tru...
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