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Weekly Contest #51
I didn’t notice my shivering from the cold. Memories were flooding into my mind, enveloping me and making me ignore my senses. All I had was a sheet on to keep me warm. I didn’t notice the frost on my window, the snow drifting outside, and the wind howling through the window panes. Tomorrow was the 3-year anniversary of the day that the fire struck my home, costing me my house, my family, and my ability to relax. I was 18 now, but 3 years before I was forced to reside with my aunt in New York City, thousands of miles from my Kansas hom...
Weekly Contest #49
I anxiously fidgeted with the clasp on my bag. That was the best I could do, as my nails were already bitten to the skin and my toes were tired of tapping. I had been sitting here for an hour, waiting. Nervousness had crawled from my toes and reached my heart, which was beating as fast as a hummingbird’s wings. I watched trains pass by over and over again, trying hard to push my anxiety down to my feet. I checked my watch for what seemed like the hundredth time, noticing that I was not early, but what I was waiting for was simply late. If it...
Weekly Contest #41
Although it was the kind of day that it should have been, it was not snowing, only cold winds blew and the air seemed frosty. I shivered and tried to find a place to stay. Not that there were many in a town like this. I was a stray, no one wanted me, I wanted no one. I was the kind of cat that would attract attention from the loyal dogs. I was chased by them often, and I knew every strategy that a cat could know to get away from them, but teased them and made them think that they had the upper hand in the process. Although my coat was matted...
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