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Weekly Contest #366
The funeral home had done a magnificent job in decorating for this occasion. They did not question a single thing that was on her list of requests. Martin had said that no one had ever asked that the hall be adorned in such a manner. It was his honor to grant her requests, for she was the person of honor today. She lay there in her pristine dress and appropriate accessories, as her final wish was to be buried with her favorite beer in one hand and smokes in the other. She had warned me not to forget the lighter and the ashtray that I had mad...
Rain poured from the clouds as though a thousand water hoses had been left on. Water filled the ground and began to manifest puddles where the land could not absorb anymore. Alex sat in front of the door watching his playground grow. Oh, how he loved to splash in the puddles. “Grams?” Excitement consumed him. “Alex?” she replied coyly. “Grams…..please.” his eyes were full and eager to bust through the door. There was nothing like running in the rain and splashing in the water. No trips to the park, zoo, or even camp compared to being able ...
Weekly Contest #348
Huddled in the cave, behind the boulder, as small as he could make himself, Carson could hear footsteps approaching. Closer. Closer. Closer. Carson caught a whiff of the stench that engulfed his captor. Beating harder, Carson’s heartbeat increased. He had to control his breathing, or he would be found for sure. Carson closed his eyes. In his mind, darkness encapsulated his thoughts. The fullness of the dark heavied. His perceived feeling of security was slipping away. He could feel that he was losing his advantage for escape. “Carson. It’s ...
Weekly Contest #339
“William. William, can you hear me? It is time to go.” Shannon put on her boots and her jacket. The party would start soon, and she did not want to be late. The center was hosting a dance party for all its members as a celebration of the life we are given. It was an opportunity for those caring for individuals in challenging situations to have a release and find support in a fun environment. “Will. Are you coming? You know it's almost time to go.” When Will was diagnosed, she thought she could do the work herself and as long as they had eac...
Weekly Contest #279
The dismal lighting created a depressing aura. Cobwebs drooped low about the corners of the room. Dust, thick as the field outside the kitchen window, had gathered over the years on the panes which made it difficult to see the weeds and tall grass. Years of neglect and abandonment had taken their toll on this forgotten place. Sophia was determined to find peace amidst the broken hallows of her own, old forgotten home. Painfully, she caressed the hallways. The solemn paces of concern and tenderness, whilst she leaned dependently on her cane....
Weekly Contest #250
“Pete, I don’t want to go back to Sunday School. Can you tell mom that I don’t want to go?” “Why don’t you want to go back to Sunday school Andy?" “I just don’t. They are starting to get creepy and gross. I just don’t want to go. You gonna help me or what?” “Andy, I am telling you. There is NO way mom is going to allow you to not go to Sunday school. You are going … you might as well just get used to it. Unless you can tell why and being creepy and gross is not going to work. Mom is going to want to know reasons.” Andy shrugged his shoulders...
Weekly Contest #238
Nestled deep in the forest beneath the snowcapped mountains of Montana, lay in ruins the remains of six extremely decayed cabins. It had been fifty years since Monica had visited this land. Fifty years since she met the love of her life. Fifty years of wonderful memories. Her children had begged her to not make this trip, due to her health condition, however, knowing in her heart that she would never get another opportunity, Monica opted to disobey the wishes of her children and return to the place that started her life. The area that she fo...
Weekly Contest #234
Warning: Mental health and death The cove like reading inlet was quaintly nestled in the west wall near the woods. The snow covered the grounds and the trees glistened amidst the drizzles of frozen beauty falling from the sky. A fire popped in the adjacent family room creating a harmoniously calming white noise, perfect for the evening. Needing to reflect on his day at work, a practice that he did instinctively every night, Josh prepared his tea and set out his evening clothing. Ever since the accident, Josh found that nightly reflection t...
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