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Submitted to Contest #215
She woke to the familiar sound of crying. Slowly she rose from the hospital bed, dragged herself across the room, and lifted a baby from its crib. She cooed an apology, “I’m sorry, there is no more.” The other babies began to fuss. They were getting hungry. She had locked the door four days ago, to find the three infants in their cribs, sleeping peacefully, unaware of the horrors that were happening in the world outside. Five days ago she was a doctor. Four days ago she became the infant’s only caregiver. Th...
Pietro’s voice rang weakly across the countryside. He was heading home after his first venture into the world, his first attempt to share his art. It had not gone well. He found the largest fountain at the center of the largest city he had ever seen. There he stood upon the box that carried all his worldly possessions save one, his mandolin, and sang the songs he had played since he was a boy. It had taken years of saving every coin he made and took him weeks to walk the rugged, mountainous trail, but one cared. No one listened. No one threw...
Submitted to Contest #124
Brett arrived late to work. “Why rush?” he thought as he parked in the furthest spot from the building. Looking down he saw that only four minutes remained of his podcast. He decided to stay in his car and enjoy four more minutes of his day as he took a slow sip of his coffee, the reason he was late. He hated his job and felt strongly that most everyone at his company hated their jobs too. Brett breathed heavily from his nose at the thought of the robots loving their jobs. Half of the warehouse workers had been laid off in the past ...
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