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Submitted to Contest #22
Alexander McKinley did NOT do holidays. Not Christmas, not thanksgiving, not Valentine’s day. It’s all a bit of frivolous nonsense, thank you very much. You see, Alexander had a VERY structured routine, and he didn’t like anyone disturbing it, not one bit. He rose at exactly half past 5 every morning, with or without an alarm. Alexander didn’t need alarms to stay on schedule, they were for late people. He ate breakfast at 604, and lunch at 1104. At exactly half past 3 every day, rain or shine, Alexander left his small apartment and walk...
Submitted to Contest #20
Two blue lines. Hi there. I’ve waited for you a long time. Sixty-three periods to be exact. You’re finally there, you’ve finally chosen me as your mother. Make yourself at home, I’ve had everything prepared especially for you. Although shedding a tear sounds much more graceful, I am blubbering, like I’m sure you will do one day soon. I can’t wait to wipe away your tears. You are so incredibly loved. When I turn side-ways I feel like I can see you there already, but I know I ate too much pizza. You’re my little secret for now. Can you feel my...
Submitted to Contest #19
My eyes were just starting to close when the familiar shop bell clanged. Reluctantly, I sat upright, rubbed the sleep from eyes, pushed my glasses up my nose, and tactfully shoved the paper I’d been drooling on underneath the growing pile on my desk. Behind the tall rows of books I could hear the customer step and pause, step and pause. I smiled to myself, knowing the person was definitely an adamant reader. Another couple steps and a pause. From the creak in the floor I could tell they were just at the end of the shelf. One more step and I’...
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