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Kimberley Komar

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Synchronicity

Weekly Contest #370

Synchronicity 1745 Words Adam’s Apple Watch zinged on his wrist three times. He looked down and was happy to see that he had achieved his ten thousand step goal for the day and it was only 11:11 am. That made up for the fact that the airline had lost his luggage.  Adam was a teacher, from Australia, on holiday. He was also a proud Hilton Diamond member. He stood in the brightly lit lobby of the Cozumel Hilton, and approached the counter waiting to check-in.  “Welcome to the Cozumel," the clerk said with enthu...

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Family Ties

Weekly Contest #370

Family Ties 2474 Words "Make the Drop." Maria knew she had heard them correctly. She had often wondered about her family's ties. No one had ever said the M-word, but in her family things were rarely said directly. Important information was usually communicated through raised eyebrows, and sentences that seemed to stop abruptly whenever Maria entered the room. Thanks to Netflix, Maria liked to think she was well versed in what happened to people...

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Yesterday

Weekly Contest #369

Yesterday 1092 WordsShe had to let him go. Her baby was safe. It was just a new chapter.Cara sat on the edge of Erik’s bed, surrounded by the evidence of a life that had shifted. There were empty laundry baskets scattered around his room. The only thing left on his desk was a picture of him and his Grandfather. Some of the wire hangers were still looped up over the clothes rack from when Erik had pulled the garments down to pack. The shelves with his football, lacrosse trophies, and Star Wars Lego sets remained. Why&nbsp...

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Grief"ity"

Weekly Contest #369

*Sensitive Content: Mental Health and Violent Imagery Grief“ity” 2487 Words The white cardigan hung off her body like a giant garbage bag. She couldn’t remember the taste of food. The last meal she’d had, had been with him. She looked around their apartment. It looked and felt wrong. There was a collection of empty coffee cups on the end table. The curtains were drawn so tightly that just a sliver of sunlight made its way through.   She couldn’t get herself off the couch to do anything except go to the bathroom ou...

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Behind Closed Doors

Weekly Contest #367

Behind Closed Doors 1942 wordsMaya cautiously closed the bathroom door behind her and turned on only one set of lights instead of the two. That would draw less attention.She opened the small white bin where she kept her feminine products and dug beneath a box of tampons until she found the test she had hidden at the very bottom.She was two weeks late. She sat on the closed toilet seat and stared at the little plastic stick in her hand. Two weeks, only two weeks. No big deal.  She tried really hard to process what could b...

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Behind Closed Doors

Behind Closed Doors 1942 wordsMaya cautiously closed the bathroom door behind her and turned on only one set of lights instead of the two. That would draw less attention.She opened the small white bin where she kept her feminine products and dug beneath a box of tampons until she found the test she had hidden at the very bottom.She was two weeks late. She sat on the closed toilet seat and stared at the little plastic stick in her hand. Two weeks, only two weeks. No big deal.  She tried really hard to process what could b...

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The Pothole

Weekly Contest #366

The Pothole 1701 words It was 1994, and I still considered myself a recent graduate. Technically, I was an adult. Emotionally, I looked back on getting caught with chewing gum in class and still thought it might permanently ruin my future. I wasn't rebellious or overly adventurous. I was the girl who’d gotten 98% A’s for the majority of high school and walked the straight and narrow line each day hoping to stay as far under the radar as possible.   Scott had graduated the year before me. We d...

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