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Submitted to Contest #142
The Mystery of the missing books The local library was a wooden structure on the edge of town, which had served as the town’s drinking hall during the boom days of the colonial times. That was when the town had been a thriving center of trade between the islands around the mainland. It boasted of a schoolhouse, a Church, a government building, a City Hall, and a flourishing marketplace, with the attached bar and saloon. Nestled along the shores of the river, mountains and forests surrounded the town. The foothills of the mountain range, whe...
Submitted to Contest #140
TOTAL OBLIVION Tommy’s face, hovering over me, blocking out a beautiful blue summer sky, disrupts the serenity of the morning. Tommy is the newspaper delivery boy from across the street. “Mrs. Ferns! Mrs. Ferns!” he cries frantically. “Are you alright?” He leans over me; a deep frown furrowing his young brow. “Yes, Tommy, of course I’m alright. I’m just resting,” I respond. ...
Kristie Clark had not planned on the visit, but as she was passing by the banquet hall where her sister was hosting an event, she decided to stop by. Now she fervently wished she hadn’t. “Sorry,” Kristie shook her head emphatically. “I cannot do this, Anna. No.” “You mean you won’t do it!” Anna cried in frustration. “Please, please help me out,” she begged, switching from her bell...
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