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Submitted to Contest #248
The air surrounding the fields of the farmhouse was stagnant and still. The blades of grass bent a bit over with the heat and lack of moisture. The weeping willow trees stood like mighty sentry along the drive up to the two-hundred-year-old farmhouse. Their long branches bent over practically touching the ground. No movement could be detected in their branches and stature. Alice being bored, wanted to get out of the house. It seemed as though the atmosphere within was full of tension and this caused ...
Submitted to Contest #243
Johnny just couldn’t believe it. The football coach just informed him that if he didn’t get a better grade in his astronomy class, he wouldn’t be able to suit up on the team. He shuffled home with his head hung low. He hated astronomy. Nothing made sense to him. All this discussion about things flying around somewhere he couldn’t even see was crazy. And then the teacher telling him to remember that his mom serves him noodles. What the heck does that have to do with space? His mom greeted him as he let the d...
Submitted to Contest #242
Situated in the center of the quiet little town, sits the small Gallery of the History of Modern Art. It is unobtrusive yet houses many curious pieces of art from across the generations and various artists. It is a lovely place to spend a leisure afternoon, roaming from exhibit to exhibit allowing the art to speak to oneself. On any given day, the art can be interpreted in so many ways. The brushwork itself causes one to feel the emotion of the artist as they sat and painted the scene in front of them. Today was no d...
Submitted to Contest #240
The day began with the sun peeking out over the horizon of the sparkling bay waters. A soft breeze floated gently over the waters, as the tide began to come in. Billowy clouds were scattered through out the morning sky, moving westerly and changing shapes as they were caught in the higher winds.The young girl scouts ran across the island to try to be the first one to enter the doors of the sleepover destination. Excitement and enthusiasm surrounded them as they carried their overnight backpacks across the rocky and shell filled grounds. Sitt...
Submitted to Contest #239
So no one can completely understand what it is like to live the life of a simple kitchen whisk! Let me try to fill you in the best that I can. Life for me started out in the whisk factory where I was formed and created along with millions of other whisks of all colors and sizes. We all looked the same but had our own personalities. I had to pass so many pressures and tests that it is a wonder I am where I am today. From the factory I was put into a huge box with my fellow whisks. We thought that was great. All together in a comfortable home....
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