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Submitted to Contest #37
The woman standing in front of me is older, but not so much that you would think twice about it. Strands of silver lace through brunette waves, like the last few bits of tinsel woven deep into the branches of a Christmas tree. Fireworks of green, gold, and brown burst in the sunlight under long, dark eyelashes. Her hourglass figure has gained several hours and is pitted in places it would not be if it was better cared for. Thickness around her waist and bottom half troubles her as you can see by th...
Submitted to Contest #31
Michelle sighed heavily as she watched the strong wind blowing the dead branches of the trees in her empty backyard; maybe spring would come soon and stay this time. She had always loved this window, but lately it seemed to be less appealing to her. She would watch her boys play in the yard, building forts, shooting Nerf guns, playing in the mud, wrestling, climbing trees, anything their little imaginations could muster up. This particular window allowed Michelle to watch her boys while doing her least favorite chore, folding all the ...
Submitted to Contest #18
Particles of dust floated through the sunbeams that penetrated the attic window slats. Levi watched them for a while before returning to his task of sorting through his Grandparent's attic. He didn't want to be there on such a gorgeous day, he could have been boating with his friends and hitting on Joy. Levi's parents had passed when he was little, his Mother from cancer, his Father killed in prison. His Father's parents had raised him, but they were now gone as well, so the task fell solely on his shoulders. Levi focused on the boxes in fro...
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