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Submitted to Contest #326
‘Aw Jeez! Shut up!’ Sid Gregory slapped his left hand firmly on his alarm clock. The loud and piercing, almost moaning electronic beep stopped instantly. 6:30am flashed angrily at him in red neon as he tried to focus properly. ‘Bollocks. Bloody work!’ he said, rubbing his eyes. Sid wasn’t fond of his job. It was just there to help him live. Retail shopping wasn’t on his list of exciting things to do, and he couldn’t understand all the zombies who came to the mall day in day out. Also, his workmates got on his nerves, making daily life even l...
CW: Physical violence, gore or abuse, Suicide or self harm, Mental health I can still hear the laughter and the exhilaration in the voices of my children. They had been so excited for the journey before us, and the promise of a new life ahead. My wife, Mary, had shared their enthusiasm and her infectious giggle was like a sweet melody as we travelled.It is now the year of our Lord 1721, and winter has come again. How I wish I had not had the naivety to bring my family to this godforsaken place. Perhaps then, we would surely still be a family...
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