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Weekly Contest #50
Luke swerved on the next turn. He leaned dangerously sideways in his green Kawasaki Ninja ZX-10R motorcycle, his gloved hand gripping the handles tightly. The wind was whipping violently against him while he endured pelts of rain that thrummed against his helmet. It's too late to slow down now. He thought his balance will fail when suddenly, the motorcycle righted itself and he sped away from the other racers. He was only five meters from the tail of the dark blue Ducati motorcycle but it seemed light years away. I must not lose here. Not ...
Weekly Contest #49
I woke up suddenly. The nap I had was not the refreshing kind; it's the kind that makes me wish I didn't sleep on the porch steps of my childhood home. It was dark and I can hear the crickets chirping from beyond the trees beside our house. After a while, I contemplated whether I should go inside or not. The house was dark and forbidding. I can feel an ominous presence lurking from within. I closed my eyes and replayed the earlier events of the day in my mind, back to the time when I was speaking exasperatedly with my mother on the phone."I ...
Weekly Contest #48
Tommy's birthday was on February 29. He's turning eleven this year and his mom said that he could either celebrate on the 28th or on the 1st. He liked that he was given a choice, honestly, he didn't really care when he would celebrate as long as his friends could come over and eat cake with him. But the idea of deciding when his birthday would be appealed greatly to him, he could exercise his free will unlike others whose birthdays were fixed and predestined. He felt special.He decided to tell his mother that they would celebrate on Mar...
Weekly Contest #47
It was the start of the day you were dreading for months. You opened your eyes and saw the ray of sunlight shining through the window. You can also hear the birds singing their songs outside. What a cheerful day for a funeral. They insisted that you dress up today. You couldn't care less; you just went through the motions and slipped the mournful dress over your shoulders. You told yourself not to worry while staring on your reflection in the floor-length mirror, you have a plan. You heard the door open and close and the sound of heels cli...
Weekly Contest #46
My obra maestra will surely be different from everything else. In a world where choices are unlimited and every possible story plot was already provided, it is my ultimate duty as a writer to create something original, something nobody has ever been seen before. Even as a child, I vowed to be diverse, different, and traverse the road not taken. So when I finally grasped the finished manuscript in my tired and trembling hands, I knew this is the moment I've been waiting for all my life. The name of the protagonist in the novel is Daphne. It...
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