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Weekly Contest #289
Jennifer Haley, a young and ambitious reporter, had always been driven to uncover the truth. She had always been fascinated by the supernatural and the unexplained. Of all the reporters in the business, Jen had a nose for a good story. No matter the story, nor how dangerous, the petite blonde was never afraid to ask tough questions. So when she stumbled upon a whispered rumor about vampires living in the city, she couldn't resist investigating. The source had been credible and one Jen had used in the past to dig up some crazy stories over he...
Weekly Contest #287
I poured myself a cup of tea. Steam billowed from my mug as I drizzled in just a touch of honey, its sweetness swirling into the dark amber liquid. Truth be told, I hadn’t even glanced at the teabag I’d grabbed—it hardly mattered. What did matter was tea itself, a subject I needed to contemplate. After all, it was Saturday morning, my sacred time to write. My demanding 9-to-5 left little room for creativity during the week, but the weekends were mine. They were when I could finally settle in, let my thoughts flow, and bring ideas to life on ...
Weekly Contest #251
The frozen wilderness was silent. Adalyn felt like she had been walking for hours. How did she get here? Where was she, and where was she going? Something was very wrong. The forest felt... off. A fog drifted over the landscape, making it nearly impossible to find her way. Step by step, Adalyn moved forward, careful not to make a wrong turn. The ground's elevation was hard to judge, and she couldn't afford a dangerous fall. She was completely alone. Her only option was to keep moving. Darkness was falling. If she couldn't find any landmarks ...
Weekly Contest #243
At 9:30 in the morning, darkness still enveloped the surroundings. Marvin peered through the skylight of his apartment loft, catching a glimpse of Saturn’s rings. On Earth, such a time would have been greeted with radiant sunlight, but on Titan, it was a different story. The moon was entrenched in its seventh year of winter, plunging its inhabitants into prolonged darkness during fall and winter. However, signs of the season's transition were evident as temperatures began to rise slightly. Today, the forecast promised a relatively mild -169 ...
Weekly Contest #240
How long had I dozed off? The encroaching darkness suggested it was nearly 8 or 9 in the evening. A sense of guilt hit me for snoozing on the job, but the relentless work of the past few days justified my need for rest. Leaning against the truck, I noticed Chris peacefully resting by the driver's side door. He had worked tirelessly to fix the truck, yet with two flat tires and a smoking engine, our stay here was inevitable. Slowly I wiped my face in an attempt to shake off the drowsiness. Instead of revitalizing me, it left me feeling groggy...
Weekly Contest #239
Chloe moved a few steps back to admire the final product. The once vacant canvas now boasted an exquisite panorama of majestic mountains, lush trees, and meandering rivers. This heavenly paradise served as the flawless backdrop she had envisioned for her inaugural portal. This time, she could feel the certainty resonating within her—this time, she was destined to succeed. Carefully, she arranged a flickering candle, a substantial bowl of water, and a petite Joshua tree in a strategic arrangement before the scenic painting. With each elemen...
Weekly Contest #238
It is my first time journaling what happened. A year has passed yet the incident still haunts my thoughts. Not knowing is the hardest part. I write this message primarily in hopes of finding clarity and peace so that I may let go and move on. Let me offer a brief introduction. My name is Jacob. I’m 32 years old and retired‒thanks to a fortunate business venture early in my life. Soon after retiring I crossed paths with my girlfriend Myra, who was starting her own business as an influencer and blogger. We hit it off instantly as her b...
Weekly Contest #237
No one ever talked about the waiting. This was never part of the curriculum at "The Farm." Despite years of rigorous training, not a single instructor thought to mention to Nathan the possibility of sitting in a rental car, waiting for a call that seemed perpetually delayed. Not the CIA role he had envisioned. Annoyed, he glanced at his watch noting Control's unusual tardiness. Control was never late; a pit in his stomach suggested unforeseen complications or a canceled operation. Nathan rolled down the driver’s side window hoping for fresh ...
Weekly Contest #236
Had it been five minutes or an hour? I wasn’t sure how long I had been standing there. The autumn breeze carried a hint of nostalgia as I stood facing the door to my past. I hadn’t visited my grandparents’ house since Grandpa had followed my Grandma to rest two years ago. This was a visit I had been dreading. But out of everyone in the family, I drew the short straw. Now it was time to roll up my sleeves and dig elbows deep through a lifetime of memories to see what needed to be kept and what needed to be sold. I slowly pushed the wo...
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