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Submitted to Contest #179
At 9 PM on December 31st, four separate alarms rang out. The owners of each respective device silenced the sounds and stepped outside of their homes. Within a few minutes, a black SUV sped down the highway, swung around street corners, and made four stops at four houses. Once they had settled into their seats, the girls in the SUV let out primal shrieks. It was a cry that grated vocal cords, one that had been building since the first day of the year. It had festered deep within their spirits and was now set free into the world: a cry of pain...
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The last contents of the wine bottle slipped down my scorching throat as the doorbell rang. I looked down at my legs hanging limply over the arm of the sofa. In this hazy moment, it puzzled me how these flesh stumps could carry my body weight–not that I was particularly heavy. Thin? Hell no. But obese? Far from it. Ronald would have disagreed. The doorbell rang again, this time followed by a knock. Time to put these weird things to work. I swung them to the ground. When my feet connected to the carpet, it tickled the bare skin, causing a ...
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