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Submitted to Contest #312
Note: there is brief mentions of suicide and a potential kidnapping. The obnoxious ring of a cell phone disturbs the silent dark room. There’s a groan and a deep brown hand with a slight hint of aging slowly reaches for the phone to quickly shut off the offending sound. Realizing that it’s a call, Janice Weaver hits the blurry green button and holds the phone to her ear. Silence rings out on the other side of the phone as she moves to sit up. “Hello?” she calls out groggily, “Who is this?” Janice’s body stiffens as she hears a familiar ...
Submitted to Contest #303
“Did you know that I wanted to be a Broadway star?” “Admirable Pursuit” a gritty and deep voice replies. Leila Jones turns to the owner of the voice and gives him a polite smile as she continues to monologue to the mysterious stranger. “I have been a great performer since childhood. From faking sick days to always managing to have a lead role in every single one of my school plays” she talks more excitedly now “singing was second nature to me too! My mother was practically a siren that passed on her gifts to me, and I soared.” Leila turn...
Submitted to Contest #262
My feet sway in the ocean’s cool waters and I watch as the sun paints the sky with its being, adding various shades of yellows and oranges. The breeze feels amazing against my clammy skin on this dreadfully hot day. Averting my gaze from the sea’s beyond, I turn to the ships at the docks wondering which one belongs to Luvenia, or Lovie as she has preferred this summer season. Oh Lovie. My mind starts to wander to the many smoldering gazes and subtle touches. The secret meetings and days filled with endless passion. I began to crave t...
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