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Kelley Badgerow

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The World Disappeared

Weekly Contest #367

Three days have passed. Three days with the weight of my life slowly lifting as the unknown settles into its place. I had picked up the phone. My parents, unaware of my reasons, gave me permission to move out as a temporary trial. It took all my will to get myself here, at my sister's, where a freedom I have long dreamed of began.Today I wore my purple blouse, blue jeans, and white hi-top tennis shoes to school. I brought little with me when I left home. Normally, I would ride the bus, but I was now staying in the next town over. My brother-...

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Interrupted

Weekly Contest #366

It was a balming—No, scratch that… who opens with weather anymore?In a land far, far away… wait! Isn’t that the start of a story already?Bahhhhhhh, think already. Black rivers cascaded down channels of dark abrasive skin. Rushing through those straighter, pooling at those abruptly turning sideways. The warm, soft flesh of her hand dammed the flow. Now that is a good opening. Pat yourself on the back. Breeze fills her swallowing lungs, and the earth keeps her rooted. What the hell Is swallowing lungs? Oh, dahh, shallowing, right? Thesaurus, c...

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Finding Steve

Weekly Contest #364

Marg unlocked the front door of the three-generation house and stepped inside. The air was stale, trapped for two years behind closed windows and drawn curtains. Lemon furniture polish battled against the lingering musk of old wood and forgotten rooms. In her father’s will papers was a clause. A simple but confusing one. Find Steve in the upper dresser drawer in your mother’s dresser. Her foot landed on the first step. The unanswered question of who Steve was pressed her up the stairs and into the bedroom. A bedroom she had not been in since...

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Still Here

Weekly Contest #363

Some curse words. The cackling intensified. They should be settling in for the night, so I hurried to finish gathering eggs. As I opened the coop door, the wind wrenched it from my grasp, and it slammed hard against the window. I looked up, and the cloudless day was now a murk of gray clouds moving north. After heaving the door shut and latching it, I lowered my head and powered through the gusting air. Leaves bombarded me as I passed the corncrib, and in the distance, the small-town siren wailed against the forces. My heart and pace quic...

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