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Weekly Contest #105
Oliver Today was the day. The day I would tell Gina how I felt. I was going to look in her bright blue eyes and everything was going to be perfect. I've longed for this day to come for the past 5 years. Gina has been one of my best friends since we were 8. The only problem about my magnificent plan was that Gina is currently unavailable. Noah Peters is the guy who actually has the gift of being her boyfriend. The stuck-up quarterback who spends half his day looking at himself in the mirror and the other talking about the amount of his...
Weekly Contest #99
My mother was the brightest star to ever walk the planet. She as well admired the other star that shined but not as bright, the sun. She used to wake up extra early just to see it rise. She would go in my room and wake me up. She would carry me in her arms and take me to our porch. We would sit on the wooden rocking chair together and she'd smile as the sun came out.She loved the beautiful colors. The shades of orange, pink and yellow made my mother's face light up. "Milo, I am as the sun", she would say. "I rise and I fall. But in the end I...
Weekly Contest #98
Red, as wine. The sweet taste of Merlot, flowing effortlessly down your throat. Giving you the sweet satisfaction.Red, as is a rose. Pricking every slightest thing it's path. A beautiful delicate, yet dangerous object.Red as his blood. The blood of the man who dared betray me. The person I trusted with all my heart and soul.Trust that meant nothing at the end of the day. His crimson thick liquid was painted all over my walls now. Dripping down the floral wallpaper.The walls of a place we used to call home. The same home where Sara, Carrie, M...
Weekly Contest #85
March 20191265 Willow Lane. That's where I live. It's where I've lived all my life. It's a really old building made in late 80's. It's brick surface, with white tilted floors and Beige walls.My family has lived in this big building for the past 40 years. My parents met here too. Mom and dad fell in love at age 15, had me 5 years after. Then my younger brother and sister."Luis!" my mom yells. "Luis Angel Garcia, come here now!" She yelled my full name.I curse in my head. That couldn’t be good. I roll my eyes, getting off my bed "Going!" I yel...
Weekly Contest #79
I look through the glass pane windows and see a face I never thought I'd see again. Her brown curly hair that in the radiant sun resembled a blonde shade. Her bright blue eyes that looking into them could send your body through a million waves. The ocean itself would envy. She was a sight for sore eyes, a magnificent creature, my father would say. And she was my mother.A couple hours earlierI faintly hear my alarm ring. As I slowly awake, the noise becomes louder and louder ringing in my head. I let out a loud sign and roll on my side, turni...
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