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Submitted to Contest #338
Rochelle was trying to edit her noble guide for training aspiring witches and wizards, but she closed her book. She was growing tired. Plus, she wished she and Jarryd had not split up now. They would be the talk of the town in high school tomorrow. Silky, her dog, followed her to the kitchen, where Rochelle began some comfort eating. Rochelle's mother called to her, "Rochelle put that dog in the backyard, then take her to her own bed in the laundry. It's getting late, you can say good night and get to bed. You must stop snacking, your eyes a...
Submitted to Contest #337
It was winter, and Rochelle was spending more lunch hours in the library, reading ancient books, or writing her own book eagerly. Page after page flowed smoothly from her inspiration. Her mighty tome was based on her rather mature philosophies for peace and freedom from starvation on the good planet Earth. But there were other subjects to consider, including her rapport with the slightly annoying Jarryd, her steady date. Despite Mrs. Haggle's best intentions, Jarryd was not exactly blooming in any latent wizardly powers he could develop. Mrs...
Submitted to Contest #336
When Rochelle was a child, she had seen ghosts as a child. She had tried to tell her mother that her grandmother was at Rochelle's side, waving her hand. Unfortunately for Rochelle, her mother was not responding, and told her to stop talking rubbish. "And we'll say no more about that!"Well, some women have mothers, some do not. Rochelle put her visions to one side in her teenage years, and kept going, most days going strong, and feeling blessed by the best. In one year at high school, Rochelle used to skip classes and sit in the surrounding...
Submitted to Contest #335
CW: Sexual content Elvira girded her lady loins and entered the Vaccine Clinic. This was a social norm now, so she had to overcome her hesitancy about having more innoculations. Rules were rules, she always presented well and told the medicos what she thought they wanted to hear. Eventually, her lucky number came up, and she was allocated to a tiny space. Here she sat, inhaling that aroma of medicinals, and quietly quaked a bit.But this was only a routine, she told herself. The nurses had a job to do, so she was determined not to make a fuss...
Submitted to Contest #334
In a land far, far away, it was supposed to be that most magical time of the year. But it was on-trend to browse online for lifehacks, even for grey, obese gentlemen like Santa. Over there at the North Pole, google support groups took the place of men's sheds, tribal bonding, and networking."You're really okay, whatever happens today, you'll be okay. But if you are driving, wear a seat belt. Plus do not mess with truckers and busers, they forget to suck it upper!" Santa looked and double checked, surely the AI generated men's coaching servic...
Submitted to Contest #333
"You'll be late, and missed," Carter told Darcy, phoning her for the last time from the Tapas Bar. There the entire creative team were team bonding, sipping high class cocktails before heading to a paint and sip evening. Darcy, only a junior creative content member of this dynamic get ahead firm, was literally hiding at her desk, hunched over her laptop.Every other work station was darkened and silent, as the shadows of dusk crept over the city skyline on Friday night. Darcy loathed socializing, but networking was supposed to be part of her ...
Submitted to Contest #332
"There's gold in them thar hills...." Drew laughed, he was now a middle-aged father of three sons, but he could hear echoes of his old grandfather. He was preparing for a weekend away, camping with his wife, Livvy. He had brought all his family metal detectors, always hoping to strike it lucky. He just knew he could somehow locate a great gold nugget in the far away mountain ranges. Perhaps one of his family might uncover a gold reef that the old timers could never access, so long ago. Drew paused for a minute, and imagined being the owner o...
Submitted to Contest #331
"Is this sleet turning into snow?" Summer asked herself, peering through her struggling windscreen wipers. Then, realising she was talking to herself, she sighed, "At last!". She heaved some relief, as she finally turned onto the freeway exit to head to her grandma's house. Thanksgiving in her family ritually meant a gathering of the clan, despite the hazards of driving and catching flights in all the seasonal, almost winter, torrential rain or dumps of snow.Summer's olden jalopy had been making some strange and eerie noises under the hood, ...
Submitted to Contest #330
Chloe-Louise definitely felt the need to defend herself. Here she was again, the older sister, with her brothers and parents. They were having their usual family dinner at the burger chain store in town. It was sounding like bedlam, kids shrieking and running around. It was the best place to have a family meal, friendly, lots of toppings to choose for the grilled burgers and giant ice cream sundaes for dessert.It was also the place for the teens to get a job, and meet up after sports training. This time, for once, some of the cool teenagers ...
Submitted to Contest #329
It all began and ended for Annalise at Hearthrob Hotel. It was the latest on-trend hospitality and function centre in the big smoke. The contest to be a Personal Assistant and Receptionist for the latest finance manager had been very keen. The interview panel had reviewed the candidates face to face in a minor, well=appointed meeting room there in the Hearthrob Hotel. It was right across the road from the luxuriously appointed head office of BEX. This was a dynamic funding and banking firm, a worldwide centre for hard working, driven executi...
Submitted to Contest #328
CW: Substance abuse, mental health Sunset beamed its glory over the floral tributes for Asher. Several mourners were still openly grieving the demise of an iconic gospel muso and songwriter. There stood Benjamin, old buddy, with his son at his side, and also his wife. Kelsey had on a bitter face, full of regrets, and so did Benjamin. He was reflecting on all that joint history, from the time he had first met Asher in primary school.The two lads and Kelsey had attended a Christian college, with formal discipline and firm teachings. Kelsey had...
Submitted to Contest #327
It was a glorious day, on Earth and Heaven divine. Mrs. Bridget Flaherty had woken up as a golden soul, on the other side of midnight. She was still wearing her football scarf, wrapped in her shroud. She did get a modest sendoff, after the Holy Rosary and Final Blessing. Her shade had wandered round her wake, with a roaring thirst on her, as all her long lost family of freeloaders had drunk her liquor cabinet."No use grumbling, there's always someone worse off..." Bridget told herself, as she lined up in the retinue waiting at the pearly ga...
Submitted to Contest #326
"Tips for modern witches...." Alanna laughed, as she was reading her latest uploaded blog, wondering how she was going to practise all these good ideas. First, she had to light a scented candle, after engraving her name and an upward headed arrow. Then she had to wish for manifests of positive people and events. Right, for a thirty years old divorcee, that sounded eminently doable. She definitely had a stash of lovely scented candles, so she followed the instructions. She sat in solitude, wishing for the divine moon in the pre-dawn to send h...
Submitted to Contest #325
The cool breeze billowed through her gauzy curtains, she shivered, then giggled, "Destiny is waiting," as she clicked off her phone. Destiny is waiting for all chicks, the nineteen year old named Destiny reflected. She checked her make up in the mirror, and grabbed her clutch bag with all she needed for a party hen night. Her best friend, Kelsey, had just got engaged.Destiny was a tall girl, she had loved her sport when she was a younger teenager, being a hopeful basketballer. This was her gap year, and she was enjoying it, deciding whether ...
Submitted to Contest #324
"Piper is very well-adjusted." She had often read or heard that from her teachers right through her journey in the education system. Piper had always felt the need to tick all those boxes to be highly regarded. Now she had finally scraped through the final exams, she wondered if those remarks had protested too much. What about, exactly?Piper had two mummies, Jodie and Harper. Jodie was her birth mother, and had two children with different sperm donors. Harper had long ago transitioned by taking testosterone, stopped menstruating, and had a b...
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