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Weekly Contest #284
Being dead is like being unpopular at school, standing on the edge of a group, waiting for one person, just one, to acknowledge your presence but they never do. They just act like you are not even there. But you are. They just can’t see you, or hear you, or feel you. And that sucks.She didn’t really want to die, she just wanted peace. This must be hell. Trapped in the house she so wished to escape, trapped in the same dynamic with her family, together in space but worlds apart. It’s funny, when you die, the urge to kill yourse...
Weekly Contest #266
She had everything else ready. A playlist of ambient music long enough 7 or 8 epiphanies, a bottle of tropical juice, the mirror on the table, fresh and clean from any dust and residue, a metallic tube, the luminosity from the screen computer has been set to turn itself down after 60 seconds and socks had been rolled up in front of the control lights of the speakers. The curtains are drawn shut.Everything is there apart from the key element. And key it was indeed. It opened the door to another world inside the mind, where the muse liked to d...
Weekly Contest #265
My name is Lea Martin and tomorrow morning, I will wake up in another land. That is where Im going to turn 19, away from everything and everyone I know. My sister Helene and my boyfriend Raphael came with me to the coach station, not that I needed any help to carry my bags, I’m really not bringing that much. I want to start more or less completely fresh. They came to say goodbye.My mum didn't. She went to bed before we left the house, it felt very anti-climactic. You would have thought she would make more of an event of her first born flying...
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