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Submitted to Contest #95
The hairs on the back of Calica’s neck stood up as she pressed her ear up to the thick, steel door. It felt cold on her skin, a stark contrast to the relentless heat pulsating from the hundreds of studio lights that beat down on her. She hadn’t expected there to be so many, and she definitely wouldn’t have guessed that so much heat would radiate from them and cause her skin to feel like it was on fire .She let the rest of her body press up against the door, and for the briefest of moments the welcome coolness distracted her from the situatio...
Submitted to Contest #94
It’s morning. I open my eyes and look around. Unsurprisingly, I don’t know where I am. These days, I never know where I am. I’m in a bed in a place that looks sterile and bland. It’s the most terrifying thing ever, to not remember. I try so hard to remember. I try every day, but every day it gets more and more difficult as I can feel the people I know I love but can’t remember and the person I used to be getting a little further out of my mind’s reach. Sometimes I have flashbacks so vivid I feel like I’m there. Sometimes it’s snippets and fe...
Submitted to Contest #91
“Don’t cry. Do not cry,” Abby whispered to herself as she sank down to the floor. The shelves dug into her spine one by one as she slid down and drew her knees to her chest. She could feel the tears threatening to fall and she knew as much as she tried, she wouldn’t be able to blink them back. They grew heavier and heavier until she felt them escape and roll down her cheeks. She drew her hands up to her face and wiped her eyes with her knuckles, feeling the warm wetness against her skin. More tears welled up and she fought to keep them in. S...
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