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Weekly Contest #346
The car screeched to a sudden stop on the edge of the empty road. Dust rose in thick clouds around the tires. The man swung the door open and rushed around, yanking at the other side.“Get off, you shitty dastardly—” the girl’s voice cut sharp through the air.“Get off my car,” he snapped.She flipped him the middle finger without hesitation. He leaned toward the open window.“Open the door, Darcy. This isn’t funny.”“Come on, darling,” she taunted, chewing her gum and blowing a lazy bubble. “You don’t wanna play? Why so angry?”Slowly, she opened...
Weekly Contest #298
This story began when he was young. Oh, he was wild—full of fire, full of charm. There was something untamed in him, a spark that made you look twice. When he started his career, most people didn’t take him seriously. Too much laughter. Too many parties. Too much life swirling around him like he was the center of it all. He was tall. Strong. Magnetic. Girls liked him, and people just seemed to orbit him naturally. And he welcomed them all with that smile—kind, easy, present. Even when he had nothing, he gave attention like it was everything....
Weekly Contest #256
- Mr. Peterson, may I ask you a question? I was in a huge crowd of people who seemed to want to eat me alive. I couldn't see anything and I was trying to find a quiet place. Somewhere where no one can bother me with questions I don't want to answer. Yesterday I went to my mom's funeral. When I saw her last time, she was so excited about me going to this championship. She smiled and laughed, and I saw life in her eyes. I've been training really hard these past few years. I gave it my all in this championship to show off my skills and prove I'...
Weekly Contest #253
- That's it! Do you get me? We gotta go back, - the man yelled.- No. I gotta be there.- You'll die there. How do you not get it? Everything we're doing is so messed up. We're done. Hear me? Done. - His voice was drowned out by the chaos. The crowd around them was screaming and running away. We were stuck in this war zone. I knew there was only one way to end it, - leave. Right now. Stop acting like yourself, pretend that nothing is happening around, just start over. But it was my life. I have been working my whole life to become a famous war...
Weekly Contest #248
It's so quiet here, isn't it? I can't even remember the last time I was here. The willow trees have grown so much since I was a little girl. I used to visit my grandmother in her little house here in the middle of nowhere. I get chills now; it feels like I'm finally home. I've spent so many years wondering what I wanted to do with my life, where I should be. Society puts a lot of pressure on us, you know? But here, where I'm alone in the willow forest, I can finally find my peace. No pressure, no gossip, no people always telling me what to d...
Weekly Contest #247
- Luna, we need to go. Do you hear me? Luna?A small girl stood at the big round window, looking into the distance. The sun was going down slowly, making the red sand bright and lighting it with golden sparks. She was amazed at how the wind was swirling the sand grains, whooshing them up and down. She put her palm on the window and moved closer. Her nose almost touched the glass, which became wet from her breath. She was staring at how the wind became stronger and stronger as the sun went down. It was almost dark when somebody placed their ha...
Weekly Contest #243
I was there. Breathe in, breathe out. What is this smell? I was trying to figure this out, but it slipped away in a second. Breezy morning on the beach. The sun is everywhere. I have no idea why I am doing this, but it should be interesting. My mom and dad should be proud of me. This planet looks fantastic, by the way. I have never seen such a deep blue color like the ocean here. It's magic when the sun touches the incoming wave. I can look at this for eternity. That smell again. What is this? I need to find out. Sweet and sour at the same t...
Weekly Contest #242
In the deep silence of the night, Rick, with his heart pounding with a mix of fear and exhilaration, snuck in the art gallery. This was it, the final act of his thievery career, spurred by the love for his fiancée and the thrill of one last challenge. The gallery, with its dim lights casting long shadows, seemed to whisper secrets of the past, secrets Rick was about to become a part of. He moved slowly, each step calculated, avoiding the creaky floorboards seasoned with age and secrets. The irony of the situation didn't escape him; the artwo...
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