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Weekly Contest #342
Lanie had always warned me she could never stay long. But as a kid in elementary school, I never fully understood what that meant for someone in a military family.She was just the new student, standing at the front of the class.“My name is Lanie; we just moved here.”At first, I thought she was shy: choosing the seat at the back, keeping her head down, speaking only when spoken to. But it wasn’t shyness; it was fear. Fear of getting attached. Fear of meeting anyone new, because she knew she’d end up leaving anyway. It was no wonder she pushed...
“As many of you may know, I will be retiring soon. After forty‑five years of building and growing with this company, it pains me to leave.”Lee tapped his fingers on the conference table, barely containing himself.“David, I’m sure I speak for everyone, we’re going to miss you. But… have you picked a replacement yet?”Ellie shot him a glare, clasped her hands, scribbled something on her notepad, and slid it over.Shut up. You’re not getting picked.Lee bit the inside of his cheek, wrote back, and returned the note.You haven’t had a good idea sinc...
Weekly Contest #339
Most people turn away from the work of a freelance specialist. The jobs are short and temporary, the pay is inconsistent, and you must rely on word of mouth… or maw… or beak.But Rone had spent years on his mother’s starship, living the life of piracy. The skills he learned made him perfectly suited. Also, he didn’t have much of a choice, space piracy is frowned upon on résumés.With nothing but the clothes on his back, and a chest full of Gold, he moved to Pleates, A melting pot planet, ripe with work. Rone had just completed grooming a Cerva...
Weekly Contest #325
CW: Physical violence, stalking According to my doctor, the shadowy figures I glimpse from the corner of my eye are just stress induced.But they’re the reason I’m stressed.Every night when my shift ends, I close up the store. Leaving I see them from the corner of my eye. They drift through the streets or stand motionless in front of houses. The lights flickering when they're nearby. In this town full of disappearances, they’re always close by. I know they see me. Sometimes I feel them walking behind me. But when I turn to look, they are gone...
Weekly Contest #324
When I was a child, my mother wanted to live out in the country. So, my father saved to buy the land and sold his shop to build a farm. The trade of the bustling city for the lively sounds of nature made it difficult to sleep at night, and the work of farming was far more demanding than running a shop. My father worked hard to learn the land and care for livestock. I worried about him a lot, so I did whatever I could to help. I wondered if he ever regretted moving, but when Mom smiled, he smiled and when she laughed, he laughed.A couple of m...
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