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Submitted to Contest #7
A whisper echoes. “Mommy?” Elizabeth’s eyes scan, unbelieving. She hears it again, slightly louder, “Mommy? Where are you?” The voice pounded into her ears. Elizabeth’s hand reaches for the closed door in front of her. “I hear you baby!” She bangs on the door, craving to her daughter’s voice another time. As hard as she tries, the door doesn’t budge. Smearing the tears on her cheeks, she takes a few steps back and lunges forward. The door falls to the ground and she falls with it. On the other side, there was no child awaiting he...
Submitted to Contest #5
A whisper echoed. “Mommy!” Elizabeth’s eyes scan, unbelieving. She hears it again, slightly louder, “Mommy, where are you?” Elizabeth’s hand reaches for the closed door. “I hear you baby!” She bangs on the door, craving her daughter. As hard as she tries, the door doesn’t budge. Wiping the tears from her cheeks, she takes a few steps back and lunges toward the locked door. It falls to the ground and she falls with it. On the other side, there was no child awaiting her with open arms. Instead, a windowless hallway grows in front o...
Submitted to Contest #4
The Ramsey’s hosted dinner that month. We lived in Mesa, Arizona at the time, and the Ramsey’s were our family friends that lived five houses down. Abby, the youngest daughter, was two months younger than me, and my best friend. At 6:50 pm on a September night, the sky kissed the earth with a dramatic fade of purple. It drew me in with a light lavender, gradually transitioning to a hazy violet, eventually cancelling out the sky in a deep eggplant, a simple signal of the oncoming darkness of the night sky. We left my house, Abby and I r...
A sophomore with no friends. Well she had friends, you see. Past-tense . She lost them all, almost at once. They moved schools, they drifted away, they found new addictions, or simply had enough. She felt so crushed, so small, forgotten. The softball team was big, three teams this year. The school, huge, and the world even bigger. In the midst of all these people. The girl was alone. A constant shower of loneliness and misdirection. She’s lost. Daily reminders of betrayal send tears to her eyes in the middle of class, wor...
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