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Weekly Contest #64
The trees rushed past the window as my father drove, listening to the CD I made him for his last birthday. I could hear his fingers tapping on the steering wheel as I shuffled, knocking my coat off from over my lap. “Feeling more awake now?” He asked, as he glanced at me in the rear-view mirror. I stretched, hearing the faint popping from my shoulders as they released from their cramped position. “Yes. How long ‘til we get there?” My voice was croaky, and I shuffled, knocking my duffle onto the floor. “Not long, squirt. Are you s...
Weekly Contest #60
What comes to mind when I say the word apocalypse? Perhaps it’s zombies. Maybe a nuclear explosion. You see, our minds go straight to the movie scenarios. But that’s not necessarily always the case. Government officials told us there was nothing to worry about. All of them told us that we just needed to keep our fingers crossed and that it would be over before we knew it. But then they called in the reinforcements. They ignored the scientists warning them of the danger. They ignored the pleas of the lower classes and locked t...
Weekly Contest #58
She couldn't see me coming. She didn't even know I existed. I would just be a face from the street, a stranger that she might have seen before. But i know her. I see the way she swings her hips as she walks. I know that she plaits the under-layer of her hair when she gets nervous, and that she bites her lips when she tries not to cry. I know that every night she goes into her apartment, completely oblivious to the fact that her windows face the street, that everyone can see in. She'll put her hair in a bun, change into some pyjamas, us...
Weekly Contest #51
They're probably all dead, the stars. It's a shame really, but even the prettiest of things burn out eventually. Like her. I looked up at the glistening sky and my eyes blurred from the tears beginning to form. She was supposed to be here today, with me. But she isn't, and I don't know if I will ever understand why. A tear slipped down into my ear as the thought of her mum's - my grandma's - face entered my mind. The horrified look on her face as she stared down at the coffin lying ahead of her. My black dress spread out on the grass...
Weekly Contest #50
The text came through as I was leaving work. My best friend's boyfriend was asking me to meet him and Laura's family at a park at 8. I want to surprise her. The text had read. A pang of jealousy rippled through me, as a ring emoji sat next to his words. I had introduced Laura and Josh Not that I ever thought it would go this far. My plan was to get her to approve of him, to tell me he was right for me, but fate plays it's cruel jokes on the vulnerable. People like me. I wanted them to become friends, but from the moment I introduced th...
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